<?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-6856742083829268197</id><updated>2012-02-09T22:54:14.325+05:30</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='24/7'/><category term='Kerala'/><category term='Facts'/><category term='Temples'/><category term='deceive'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Songs.'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='Incomplete'/><category term='NEWS'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='deceit'/><category term='Vaaranam Aayiram'/><category term='Views'/><category term='People'/><category term='Dhaam Dhoom'/><category term='IamBack'/><category term='Jodhaa Akbar'/><category term='AAA_HSI'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='imposters'/><category term='Journey'/><category term='Drafts'/><category term='Wiki'/><category term='TimePass :D'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='Google April 1st'/><category term='Media'/><title type='text'>Halo's Hallucinations</title><subtitle type='html'>My World... My View...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8027338074087028024</id><published>2011-10-08T22:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:44:07.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><title type='text'>AAA_HSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear R,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1450th mail I am writing to you. I know once I finish this mail and click Send, I am going to get a 'The recipient's mailbox is full and can't accept messages now' mail. But it will take more than that mail to stop me from writing to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even today, even till this day, I have not lost hopes! I make call to your mobile number everyday. Though I get to hear her for the infinite time that 'This number is currently not in use. It may be temporarily out of service.' This temporary out-of-service has kept me permanently motivated that someday I may hear a dial tone followed by your voice... I havent changed my mobile number in the hope that you will call - Someday you will call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would take more than a fight, more than some harsh words and more than a series of misunderstandings to break our relation. But I never thought you would disappear without a word, without a bye even and without the last look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 years! Initially everyone said 'He'll come back - How can he leave you? You two were meant to be together'. Days rolled on... As it became months, people started saying 'May be he is caught up with something - May be something bad happened to his family - He will take his time - But will surely come back' - As it became a year and eventually 2 years, people said 'May be this is it, May be he wanted to move, May be he wanted a break' and now they say 'May be he cheated you, May be he found someone else, someone better! High time, you move on - May be he will never come. May Be... May Be... May Be...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubts! May be you were busy, May be something really bad happened and you had to be there, may be you needed a break, may be you needed time, may be you still are pondering over it! But I will never accept that this is it! I will never believe that May be you may not come back! I will never stop praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that I have is you! Your thoughts, your words, your smile, your comfort! If I stop believing in you it's like stop breathing! How can I survive with the thought that you may never be back? How can I accept the thought that you have moved on? How can I even breathe a second without your thought? Impossible is not even closer in describing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the day before which you disappeared? Remember what we spoke? Remember the plans we made... Remember when I said, 'Why can't we go to the same org? Now that we both have an offer?' and you said that you are going to assist your father in business for sometime and eventually take it up? Remember when I said 'Employ me as your personal assistant'... Looks like just yesterday - Though not melodramatic, I parted with a heavy heart! I was so occupied with thoughts that I missed to notice my father waving at me and walked past him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day, I have been searching you till this day! Calls to your mobile are unanswered, Mails bounce back, Enquires to each and everyone whom we knew, friends from your place - Everything ended futile! I went around many networks and hit the same dead end! Your family shifted! No one knows where! Some said you went out of India to study! Some said you are in Mumbai for business. Some said they say you in Delhi! If only I can do a Ctrl+S!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did this happen? What went wrong? What had caused this break? These are the questions which never allowed me to sleep peacefully for the past 4 years! During these 4 years, my life has been moving but I have stopped in the same place! I go to work, meet people, smile, talk, eat and sleep! But if you ask me have I been living, the answer is No! Every now and then someone tries to come into my life... They propose me their love and say how they can be a better match! How can I tell them that I can never even try to look beyond you? How can I say that I havent stopped looking for you in the crowd? How can I tell them that I still hope that someday I will find you and cry endlessly for making me wait so long? How can I tell them that I am madly in love with someone whom I havent seen for the past 4 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting - And I will wait! Please come back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love Forever and Ever,&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-8027338074087028024?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8027338074087028024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8027338074087028024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8027338074087028024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8027338074087028024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2011/10/aaahsi.html' title='AAA_HSI'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-7504853485822003139</id><published>2011-07-04T20:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:48:03.033+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>180</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Saw this movie... And felt... NOTHING! Absolutely nothing!&amp;nbsp; (Spoilers ahead!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First half of the movie is Fun... U can enjoy Siddharth... He is handsome, dashing, awesome, cute n u can use all adjectives under 'Good Looking' and 'Awesome Acting' category and he fits them all... Other than him there's - Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nithya Menon - Is a fresh face&amp;nbsp;with a chubby (OK fat) body (n tummy) and wears clothes which makes her look fatter! And she does nothing except Vodafone-ing Sid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can pretty much guess the Kal ho Naa Ho type story setting in - Jobless guy - Decides on the go, lives life as it comes, enjoys the landlady's songs, loves the landlord's bike, plays with Newspaper boys and tries to do something good for everyone - Bottom line - He's counting his days and trying to do things to increase his goodwill count (Punniyam :P) - Ok - That was harsh - Let me rephrase&amp;nbsp;- He's counting his days and trying to do things he has never done before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Lady - What's her name? Priya Anand?&amp;nbsp;Toooooo Melodramatic! Falls for a doctor who&amp;nbsp;treats her and greets her with filter coffee (Just becoz it's Sid we can understand - He's a charmer and it's easy to fall for him :P) - And ends up marrying him! She overacts/overreacts and locks lips with the hero in every alternate scene! That's it! Job done! Good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie - U neither feel sad or heavy for Sid (Like u did for Shahrukh in Kal Ho Naa Ho) nor do u feel happy for him! May be that's the strength said someone - There's no other ending better than this... I donno... I wasnt satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a visual treat - No doubt... Photography is awesome! But the same Chennai the same SFO the same railway stations and airports and finally the same Cliche.... Every film is a prey to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my an ad maker '180' looks like a mixture of some good scenes, good photography, a good looking hero and a lot of cliche's and weak script! I would give it 2.5 out of 5! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-7504853485822003139?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7504853485822003139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=7504853485822003139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7504853485822003139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7504853485822003139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2011/07/180.html' title='180'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-6273383301648755783</id><published>2011-06-29T14:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-29T14:27:24.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gen X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;You must have seen this post floating around in FB!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was a kid, I didn't have a laptop, iPod, Blackberry, PS3, Wifi or designer dresses. I played outside with friends, bruised my knees, made up stories and played hide and seek. I ate what my mom made. I would think twice before I said "no" to my parents! Life wasn't hard, it was good; I survived. Re-post this if you appreciate the way you were raised. Thanks Mom and Dad, for making me who I am! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;True I say! I'll start with TV! Until I was 10 years old all I had was the Good Old (Yeah u heard it right! GOOD OLD) DD aka Doordharshan... We (As I Me and My Sister) would wait to hear the Toin Tottoin Totoinnnnn music which plays as the Logo of DD is displayed... We used to (and even today after listening to the new Mile Sur) consider the "Mile Sur Mera Tumhaara" as the best song! We used to listen with awe the voices of Bhimsen Joshi, BalamuraliKrishna and Lata Mangeshkar and we were more than happy see Kamal, Amitabh, Mamooty, Mithun Chakraborthy, K.R. Vijaya, Revathi, Waheeda Rehman, Hema Malini, Sharmila Tagore and Shabana Azmi! Prakash Padukone was sexier than Deepika Padukone and we used to love Ramanathan Krishnan, Arun Lal, Syed Kirmani and the other sportsmen! We used to sing along the Tamil verses with Balamuralikrishna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;இசைந்தால் நம் இருவரின் ஸ்வரமும் நமதாகும்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;திசை வேறானாலும் ஆழி சேர் ஆறுகள் முகிலாய்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;மழையாய் பொழிவது போல் இசை&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;நம் இசை.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Wow... Those days were awesome! We used to wait for Chitrahaar, Rangoli, Superhit Muqabbla and the famous "Oliyum Oliyum"! We used to get permission from my father to watch Oliyum Oliyum on Friday night! We would rush and finish homework, recite the lessons to mom and be ready by 7 PM! If we had exams and denied permission to watch, we will walk by the TV room for some reason (Drinking water, searching for pencil, calling my mother etc etc) and get a glimpse of the song: D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Reporter, Karamchand, Vikram Betaal were our fav. serials! And Oshin was a household name those days! Udaan, Junoon, Shanti were all very popular... Tu Tu Mein Mein, Shrimaan Shrimati, Zabaan Sambalke, Dekh Bhai Dekh, Swabhimaaaaaaaaaan (hahaahaha), Flop Show, Meri Awaz Suno... It's a long list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In Tamil we had 'Vizhudugal', 'Oru Penniin Kadhai'... I don’t remember anything else since I was in Bombay and all we saw/heard/spoke was Hindi... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;DD Tamil was notoriously famous for its matinee and Saturday evening movies! They would either be art movies or some boring Documentary! And we used to cherish the theater going experience! Watching a movie in theater in those days was rare! And so we made sure that we get the maximum out of it! Chocolates, Cone Ice creams, Mukkuru, Appala Poo, Kamar Kattu, Javvu Mittai, Kadala Mittai - All these were our demands during the interval (Yes- We call it interval and not intermission :D) We also used to eat those ice creams from the street vendor (Kuchhi Ice :D) and also the paani puri from street shops in Mulund! And we never fell sick: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Coming to Phone - Phone was an absolute luxury and we had only LANDLINES! We got our first Landline when I was 15 years old! And I still remember the number! And we had that same instrument for almost 10 years! It must have fell down 20 times, I must have smashed the receiver in anger for 50 times but still it was durable enough to stay with us that long! Thinking about that, the mobile which is in my desk now is my 5th mobile in 7 years! WOW! Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And Play - We never used to be at home before 6PM! Saturdays and Sundays we were either playing with friends or we played among ourselves! Catch Catch, Hide n Seek, Nondi, Paandi, 7m kal, pallanguzhi, dhaayakattam were the fav.ies! If nothing worked out we would make some soap water and blow bubbles with the help of paper cones! At the end of the day both of us would have throat pain! And we used to roam around in peak summer (In my native Summer is horrible - It's somewhere between 40-45 deg C). Even then we used to play under the sun for the whole day-Calls from mother and grandmother to come and have food would go in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And today - my niece drinks only Mineral/boiled water - She plays games in HTC Mozart, Nokia Mobiles or Play station. She eats only homemade/packed (double checked by my sis) hygienic food, watches CBeebies and Pogo for cartoon and movies in DVD, plays inside the house with her stuffed toys/apartment mates, doesn’t have an idea what is Paandi or Pallanguzhi! And wears only Branded (or clothes from Branded shops) and doesn’t know how to make her dress dirty! :D After all she's a Gen-X kid!&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/6856742083829268197-6273383301648755783?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6273383301648755783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=6273383301648755783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6273383301648755783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6273383301648755783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2011/06/gen-x.html' title='Gen X'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-876703784335431648</id><published>2011-03-09T10:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:47:16.858+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IamBack'/><title type='text'>'Access Denied'!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;All these days whenever I try to open this site, I used to get this message "Access Denied" - After a lot of to-fro mails to Google,&amp;nbsp;I have got back my Blog SPOTTTTTTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm back - With or without a bang is something which time has to decide! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Stat Update for now - Back to India-Hyderabad and started working here :) Loving it as always!!!&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/6856742083829268197-876703784335431648?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/876703784335431648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=876703784335431648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/876703784335431648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/876703784335431648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2011/03/access-denied.html' title='&apos;Access Denied&apos;!!!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-5025837175479350348</id><published>2010-09-23T18:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:07:00.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love... Oh... Yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I was cleaning my stuff (Well... Was packing actually... When where n why n all calls for a seperate post... so I'll rather say cleaning) and came across my 2006 diary!!! Hmmm... After reading some of the pages, I was forced to stop and think what an *^!*&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;* I was just 4 years back :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Most of pages were filled with the so-called Puthu-kavithai (Also called as Nonsense - Calling it poetry would definitely be a CRIME :P)... And the other pages with Song Lyrics (Tamil, Hindi, English) and some pages with thoughts from some books which I had read during those times... Find the following sample...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Life without 'F' would be a 'Lie' - And 'F' here stands for 'Friends'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;But&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Life without 'L' would be Meaningless - And 'L' here stands for 'Love'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;(Wah... Wah... Wah... Subhanallah... :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And I had really read Dale &lt;span id="main" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;Carnegie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Rather, I had really taken him seriously enough to make notes in my diary (That is REAL SERIOUS... Nothing other than serious things enter my diary :D :P).. Take the following example...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Become Genuinely interested in other people... Action speaks louder than words... And a smile says 'I like you!!! You make me happy!!! I am glad to see you!!!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;(Can't stop wondering why I made a note of this point!!! Really...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And Alchemist... Now, I really liked this book... But didnt know that I had noted down points from Paulo Coelho too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;'One is loved because one is loved... No reason is needed for loving'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;(Hmmm... I see...)&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;No idea where I read this... Not even Google is helping me here...Makes me wonder, Did I really write this on my own :D - IMPOSSIBLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;It's not just in those Big Churches, Temples and Mosques that God Exists... But he is always there in a warm smile, a timely help, The Nature and if you permit inside you too'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;And the best of all... (U know what I mean... :|)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;'One must love themself to understand the full meaning of life... Life is not a problem to be solved;but it's an oppurtunity to enjoy... Love can really do miracles in life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Either 2006 had really been tough on me or I was too absorbed into the Universal Feeling called 'Love' . As Dumbledore said -&lt;i&gt; '&lt;span class="quote"&gt;Yes, Harry, love... Which, given everything that has happened to you, is a great and remarkable thing.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="color: white;"&gt;Love to all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6856742083829268197-5025837175479350348?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5025837175479350348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=5025837175479350348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5025837175479350348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5025837175479350348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-oh-yeah.html' title='Love... Oh... Yeah...'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8442969337269434541</id><published>2010-06-29T14:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:46:19.873+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Bargaining!</title><content type='html'>Bargain - Aarrrrgh... I wish I could express how much I hate this word! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Situation 1 - Place - Mumbai - Time - Some evening of 1990!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady(Takes a purse from the shop and asks the shopkeeper) - Yeh Kitna?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Pachis Rupaya!&lt;br /&gt;Lady - Pachis??? Baap re... Nahi Nahi... Pachaas doongi...&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Arey madam... Maine bola Pachis...&lt;br /&gt;Lady - Nahi Nahi - Only Pachaas...&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Kyaa? Aapne suna nahi maine bola Pachis...&lt;br /&gt;Lady (In Tamil) - Aniyayam... Ithukku poi yaaravathu ambathu rooba kudupalo... (Meaning - Who'll give Rs.50 for this purse)&lt;br /&gt;The husband who stood nearby to the lady says - 'Pachis means Rs.25 and Pachas means Rs.50 - He's giving you for Rs.25 and you have been bargaining to give him Rs. 50 for the same thing... Poor fellow... Till date he must not have come across someone who's ready to give double of what he asks...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady is none other than my mom who's Hindi knowledge was limited to 'Ek Gaun Mein EK Kissan Rehtha tha' n obviously she had misunderstood Pachis n Pachas! It was her first week in Mumbai and she got her first lesson!(After a stint of 1 year in Mumbai she was the one who bargained the Rs.500 material and got it for Rs.150 IN HINDI and it continued for the remaining 5 years :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes apart... Bargaining is an Art and it's not everyone who Masters it or even Bachelors it! There are still some underdogs, who even after various attempts manage to fail in it miserably!!! I am one among those miserable failures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Place - Chennai Year - 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME - Ithu yevlo (How much is this??)&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Rs.50 ma...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Intha thodu Rs.50 va??? Enna iruku ithula apdi?? (Does this stud cost Rs.50??? Why is it so costly?)&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Takes it from my hand and hangs it in the same place where it was and says 'Kelambuma' (Means leave the place)&lt;br /&gt;Me - HUH! Hung Face :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Place - Chennai - Year - 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - How much is this?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Rs.100&lt;br /&gt;Me - With caution - Rs.75 ku tharuveengala?? (Will you give it for Rs. 75)&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Ok - Packs n gives it...&lt;br /&gt;@ Hostel&lt;br /&gt;Me - Happily - Shows it to my friend back in hostel and says - I bargained it for Rs.75... The shopkeeper was telling it's Rs.100!&lt;br /&gt;Frnd - Rs. 75??? Oh God - This is not even worth Rs.50... You dont even know how to bargain... Take me there next time... &lt;br /&gt;Me - HUH (Hung face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Place - Hyderabad - Year - 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Miyapur chalenge?&lt;br /&gt;Autowala - Haan Madam...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Kitna bolo..&lt;br /&gt;Autowala - Rs.120...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Kya??? Madhapur se Rs.50 dethi hoon... Aap kya Rs.150 bol rahe ho...&lt;br /&gt;Autowala - Kya madamji... Raat ko 10 bajrella hai... Ithne mein kaun aayega Miyapur se? Vaapas savari nai milti...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Nahi Nahi... Rs.150 nahi doongi... Doosra auto dekh loongi...&lt;br /&gt;Autowala - Teek hai madam... Rs.110 de do...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Rs.75 doongi... Usse zyadha nahi...&lt;br /&gt;Autowala - Rs.100 de do madam... Raat ho chuki hai...&lt;br /&gt;Me - After some unsuccessful bargaining doesnt find any auto near to that place and accepts for Rs.100...&lt;br /&gt;Goes home n pays him Rs.100&lt;br /&gt;At home&lt;br /&gt;Sister - How did u come? In Auto?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Sister - How much did u give?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Rs.100&lt;br /&gt;Sister - Whatttttttttttt??? I came 5 mins before and I gave Rs.50 only!!! Tuje na koi bhi Uloo bana saktha hai... Koi 10 kms ke liye Rs.100 detha hai kya??? Pagal ho kya tum... (Rattling continues)&lt;br /&gt;Me - HUH - Hung Face :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Place - Tirunelveli - Year - 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Ithu Evlo?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Rs.200&lt;br /&gt;Me - Rs. 150 ku tharuveengala?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Says Ok and starts packing it...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Cautious from the prev. Exp asks - Rs.100 vachukongalen (Can you give it for Rs.100)&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - No Ma... Final price Rs.120&lt;br /&gt;Me - Ok... &lt;br /&gt;Takes it home!&lt;br /&gt;@ Home &lt;br /&gt;Mami - Hey I have a similiar show piece at home... Where did you buy it?&lt;br /&gt;Me -  In **(*&amp;*** shop&lt;br /&gt;Mami - I also got it there... How much did it cost?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Rs.120.&lt;br /&gt;Mami - Whatttt???? I got it for Rs.75... Didnt you bargain?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Yes I did... He told the price was Rs.200... So I bargained it for Rs.120...&lt;br /&gt;Mami - He will tell like that only... You should know how to bargain things... If you start buying things like this, your bank balance will be zero one day!&lt;br /&gt;Me - HUH - Hung Face :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Place - Chennai. Year - 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Ithu Evlo?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper - Rs.120 madam&lt;br /&gt;Me - Gives the money and takes the bag and walks away!&lt;br /&gt;@ Home&lt;br /&gt;Sister - How much is this bag?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Rs.75!&lt;br /&gt;Sister - Wow... You get so nice things here for Rs.75... So nice... Did u have to bargain with him?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Yeah a little! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-8442969337269434541?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8442969337269434541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8442969337269434541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8442969337269434541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8442969337269434541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2010/06/art-of-bargaining.html' title='The Art of Bargaining!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-7831747402872801883</id><published>2010-06-18T15:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-18T15:41:37.678+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gently Falls the Bakula</title><content type='html'>I was in Landmark the other day and decided to try the Indian Authors whom I have been ignoring for a long time (I know... I know - Pure Arrogance :D - But after reading Chetan Bhagat's two tortures I don't even go near the Indian Section)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I came across Sudha Murty's section and I was immediately drawn towards this book - People say never select the book by its cover/title - But I decided to do it this time! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gently Falls the Bakula&lt;/span&gt; meant something to me and the synopsis made me buy the book immediately! (I don't want to add any spoilers - So {if you have not read the book} dont blame me if the description sounds vague - Not that my other posts make any sense - but this one may be pretty obscure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins in Northern Karnataka! A green, lush and cool landscape unfolded in front of me! Karnataka as it is has a special place in my heart thanks to the rich history and natural elements! And this book mostly speaks of history and the nature! What more could I ask for :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love story of two tender young hearts emerge very decently (story is from the 80's - so thankfully it was a complete no-nonsense thing) and the pace of the story becomes faster once it moves to keep up with the ruthless and fast Mumbai! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the characterizations, the way the protagonist' life changes/molds. The climax was predictable and I am not sure if that's what a normal Indian Nari will do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day it comes down to what is your goal in life... What would you do if your life is taking you in a way you have not desired for and how would you steer it back to your path? What are the measures you would take and how to face the after effects? (From the society, your family and most importantly your self-consciousness) - Many questions arise in your mind as you read it and I think that's the victory of this book - Sudha Murty makes you think, makes you relate yourself and even makes you decide what 'THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN YOUR LIFE' is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, it has glimpses of her own life! The dilemmas she faced, the situations which forced her into something which she didn't desire etc. It has been cleverly disguised in this book and if you have read her other books you will be familiar with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am happy that I went with my instinct and chose this book! It's not the best book I have ever read nor it's a brilliant out-of-the-box story! It's as natural as what can happen to you tomorrow and how you will face it and that makes it a Must-Read! :) Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Post - Why I dread (or rather dreaded) Indian Authors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-7831747402872801883?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7831747402872801883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=7831747402872801883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7831747402872801883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7831747402872801883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2010/06/gently-falls-bakula.html' title='Gently Falls the Bakula'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8225533559714381364</id><published>2010-06-07T11:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:48:03.034+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Movies</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with the Cine industry these days? Are we running out of talented story/script writes? Whatever I have seen in the last 2 months have been JUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kites &lt;/span&gt; (Hindi - Hrithik/Babrbara/Kangana) - Aaah... I was desperate to watch this (Much-Hyped) Papa Roshan's movie for launching Beta Roshan in Hollywood!!! And how it disappointed me! Don't ASK! TOTAL DISASTER! Barbara Mori or whoever she is looked Awesome in her Promotional Visits/pics/videos... She looked pathetic in the movie!!! Hrithik - Now I can see this fellow even if he is just in posters :D Forget abt watching him dance, fight, fall in love, fall from trains, jeeps, bikes and even falling from a cliff :P I loved the very sight of Roshan in the movie! If it was not for him Rs.150 worth ticket, a late night drive to INOX and giving up a good 3 hr sleep would not have been justified (OK let me stop drooling :P) Anurag - Was it really u? Simply cant believe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sura (Tamil - Vijay/Tamanna)&lt;/span&gt; - Aah - The next disaster - Thankfully I didn't see this movie completely! I was saved by power cut @ Home (Obviously was watching this in CD - who will risk going to theater for the consecutive FLOP!) Vijay - Now Man - We know u can dance, sing, act, cry, fight, love and even score in comedy! Then why are you sticking to the same old concept called "MASALA" - We are tired of seeing you saving your sister/brother/friend/wife/mother/father/village/city/state and even the country!!! Pls Pls n Pls bounce back with a DIFFERENT movie ASAP (Different doesnt mean changing hair colors/hair styles/heroines in movie - It has to do with the script!) Come out of the so-called Comfortable zone which is not suiting you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Latest News is Vijay has been warned by the Film Distributors/Theater Owners to give a Hit film and save them from further loss!!! Phew... &lt;br /&gt;Tamanna - Pls stop acting (if that's what the name given to whatever you did in the movie) and spare us! We are better without an Alabaster skin show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Iron Man 2 (English/Robert Downey Jr.)&lt;/span&gt; - Honestly - It didnt flatter me! I was yawning often (Nothing to do with the Night Show) - But the story on the whole was Just OK - We could easily predict the next scene and even the climax (I havent read the story/comic before)! Now that's not what you expect out of a movie which has been rated so high! And the action sequences - Hmmm... would get 3/5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am planning to see Rajneeti (Hindi), Singam (Tamil) and Prince of Persia (English)! Let me see if I get a good value for my money/time atleast this time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-8225533559714381364?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8225533559714381364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8225533559714381364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8225533559714381364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8225533559714381364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2010/06/movies.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-33814695172594642</id><published>2010-06-03T17:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:47:16.860+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IamBack'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Nopes - This is not the so-called improved version of the Terminator 'I'll be Back' dialogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a note to those poor souls who keep asking me what happened to my blog! I went into hibernation for 7 months! And now I am back into blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the headache of maintaining/writing 3-4 blogs at the same time was bugging me and keeping me (the lazy bugger :D) away from blogging, I have decided to pull the plug on the other 3 blogs... Though I haven't deleted taurusblogs (First Blog ever), I have kicked out MusicMasti(RIP) and London Blog (RIP)! Now with Clear Goals and Objectives in mind, I feel I can serve the blog world with Integrity, Passion, Innovation and with the True Spirit of Prabha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha - The last sentence is a tribute to my Ex and Present Org :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Buddies! It's good to be back! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-33814695172594642?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/33814695172594642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=33814695172594642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/33814695172594642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/33814695172594642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-3760009829725687799</id><published>2009-11-02T22:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:45:15.170+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><title type='text'>Avan Aval Adhu_He She It... AAA_HSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-style: italic;"&gt;"The clock chimes again... May be I should sleep now…leaving the droplets to vapour away at the morning’s first rays... The sunshine will blot out... the rain and the darkness... I hear myself mumble... “It will rain again.... Some night...It will rain again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Breaks down on reading the lines from a blog... Thoughts whirl towards college days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Place - XXYY College Foot Path; Time - Some blessed evening; Date - Maano 4-5 years back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'R - Tell me one thing - Why do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - 'Dont you think you are asking this question pretty late - It's been 4 years now'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'Better late than never'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - 'I won't say you are different from the rest, you are unique blah blah blah - I liked your character, the way you speak, the way you move with people - That's it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'hmm - So you don't think I am diffrent from the rest?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - 'No - Well... That's a cliché according to me... I am a practical man... With No strings attached... I don't want dreamers or people who build castles in air... I want someone who has her feet on the terra firma! Well... U suit all those I wanted!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'Well... hmmm... Ok...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - 'What did u expect? Did you think I would say that 'You are the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life' or say 'You stand apart from the crowd - You are intelligent yet modest, beautiful yet simple etc etc is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'haha... No No... I was just thinking what quality attracted you to me...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - 'hmmm... Ok...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'Won't you ask why I am attracted to you?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - 'Are you alright'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'What?? Why?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - 'Welll... You are behaving extra-ordinarily strange - That's why I asked!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - 'Nothing like that... Today I am feeling low... So thought I will hear something good about me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - Well.. You heard it... Are u feeling up now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Yes... Kind of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;He - That'll do... OK.. Time to go back to hostel... Seeya tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Ok... Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She -Returns to Hostel n freshes up n comes back to her room! Finds her Roomie M in the room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - M, how was the practicals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;M - Not bad - Somehow wrote the program and executed it successfully!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Good - So no worries - You would get full marks - Isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;M - No man... Had few Syntax errors n the examiner noted them - Not sure how he'll grade me! We'll see.. Where were you? Checked in the class - You were not there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Was near the Auditorium - Speaking to R!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;M - ohooo... Romance aa???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Cha... U know him - He's not that type! Usual talks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;M - I know...  Tough guy - So blunt on face... Rude most of the times...&lt;br /&gt;She - Now come on...&lt;br /&gt;M - haha... Just kidding... I hope you both end up together! I see too many break up's these days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Breakup's are for those half baked - I am not saying we are the "Divine Couple" - But I feel he's more stable in this matter which makes me really comfortable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;M - OK... All the best!!! Chalo... Dinner Time... We face something which is tougher than our exams today - THe ROCK Hard  Chappati's! Gawddd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Next Day Evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Spots R among his friends n waits for him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - Spots her and comes towards her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - So... How was the Practical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Good! Where were you today morning? I was looking for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - What why? Today is my internals right... U can wish me Good Luck atleast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - I was in Hostel - First Hour was not there - So came late! Forgot that today you had the practicals! Later came to know from Anil... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - So... was it easy? How did it go on the whole?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - I told right.. It was good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She - So what else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;R - Nothing much left... Waiting for the final exams...&lt;br /&gt;She - I'm sure you'll do well... Anyways you are placed now! Even if you pass in finals it's alright!&lt;br /&gt;R - Ha... Who worries for all that?&lt;br /&gt;She - hmm... So what worries you?&lt;br /&gt;R - You.&lt;br /&gt;She - Me? Why?&lt;br /&gt;R - You have been acting strangely these days... I understand girls have such mood swings n all... But for the past few days you have been acting very weird! Asking me weird questions, questioning me for everything...&lt;br /&gt;She - Why do you think so? I am not like that...&lt;br /&gt;R - No... I feel you are confused on something - Why dont you speak up?&lt;br /&gt;She - I have just one question...&lt;br /&gt;R - What's that?&lt;br /&gt;She - Well... Should we break up?&lt;br /&gt;R - WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** - I thght it's good to introduce a twist again... Since I am kind of balanced now, I have some thoughts how this story should go atleast for next 2-3 posts :D - Kindly bare with the mood swings ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6856742083829268197-3760009829725687799?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3760009829725687799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=3760009829725687799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3760009829725687799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3760009829725687799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/11/avan-aval-adhuhe-she-it-aaahsi.html' title='Avan Aval Adhu_He She It... AAA_HSI'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-5572249822067941169</id><published>2009-08-07T23:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.240+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><title type='text'>AAA_HSI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alright - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a break from April to August for She, R n He... Was busy with my Marriage in May - Shifting to London in June and settling down and getting along the ~Home Maker~ role in July - So here I am back in August to AAA_HSI! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok... I started a branch story n that didnt work out pretty much... At that point of time, I was either saw too much of flashback/emotional tamil movies n went into this flashback mode - I have removed that post - So Pls forget the previous episode :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appraisal Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hate appraisals... I hate them... I hate them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;They make me feel horrible - I hate marketing myself just to show my supervisor that I am the better than the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And you think he doesnt know that? He already knows what u are n who u are... I feel Appraisals are the 'Just for Laughs' sessions for the managers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I am a bad script writer! I don't even know to blow my own trumpet!!!&lt;br /&gt;She - Now that's a lie - I have seen that you love to flaunt yourself in front of everyone!&lt;br /&gt;He - What? Me? Don't ever say it to anyone ok... They'll laugh at you for calling me a Show-off!!!Everyone knows that I am very modest fellow!&lt;br /&gt;She - Aaah... Now there.. Show off of being modest! :P&lt;br /&gt;He - But I...&lt;br /&gt;She - Ok... Enough... I am done with coffee... Let's go in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see - He n She are somewhat comfortable with each other now - Though they have not stopped the small HUM-TUM fights!!! We expect them to grow up soon! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She - He, Shall we go for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;He - Yes Madam... I am hungry!!!&lt;br /&gt;She - I didnt bring my lunch today - I have to stand in queue! What abt u?&lt;br /&gt;He - I stand in queue everyday - And today is no exception! Let's go before the queue grows!&lt;br /&gt;In Lunch Hall&lt;br /&gt;She - Can you spot Mamta in the crowd? I want to give her Rs.100 - She gave me ystday for the Auto!&lt;br /&gt;He - Mamta? That blonde girl from Bihar?&lt;br /&gt;She - Blonde girl? And that too from Bihar??? What nonsense??? This girl is from Karnataka...&lt;br /&gt;He - Oh... I know a Mamta who had colored her hair Blonde! She looks aweful! But she thinks she looks like Britney Spears - Arey she's the one who paired with Emon for the dance competition...&lt;br /&gt;She - Oh... That one... But I'm looking for Mamta from CSG Group! She is neither blonde nor from Bihar nor she is a dancer. She is a plain looking girl from the Garden City! She plays basketball for our company.&lt;br /&gt;He - Oh that Mamta... Yes... Ofcourse! And I can spot her... Let me do it... U get a meals token for me...&lt;br /&gt;She - Ok.. sure...&lt;br /&gt;He spots Mamta!&lt;br /&gt;He - Ok - I got Mamta - She is sitting there...&lt;br /&gt;She - Ok... I got your meals coupon - I'll give this money to her n be back...&lt;br /&gt;He - Ok...&lt;br /&gt;She - Goes over hands the money and chats with her for sometime.. By the time He is out of the queue after collecting his meal!&lt;br /&gt;He - Gives her a missed call...&lt;br /&gt;She - Turns and looks at him n signals him to sit somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;He - Finds his teammates sitting in a table and joins them...&lt;br /&gt;She - Collects her food and searches him - Calls him in mobile to find him sitting in a table with team mates!&lt;br /&gt;He - Signals her to come over!&lt;br /&gt;She - Avoids them and sits alone and starts eating!&lt;br /&gt;He - Calls her in her mobile!&lt;br /&gt;She - avoids that and continue eating!&lt;br /&gt;He - Ignores her n starts chatting with his team mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Sick of She's Attitude, He's lack of attitude and My lack of imagination and creativity!!! :P So thinking hard about how to change all 3 of them :P&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/6856742083829268197-5572249822067941169?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5572249822067941169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=5572249822067941169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5572249822067941169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5572249822067941169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/08/aaahsi.html' title='AAA_HSI'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-3018815918516835526</id><published>2009-04-06T18:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><title type='text'>AAA_HSI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love. - Albert (Yeah - U got it right it's Einstein :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company New Year's Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - So what's the plan for the new year day?&lt;br /&gt;She - Nothing much - There's a get together with friends and then will be at home! What about you?&lt;br /&gt;He -  Going out with friends - Mostly a Night out!&lt;br /&gt;She - Ok - That sounds the usual New Year routine!&lt;br /&gt;He - Yes - But your plan really seems to be very different and exciting!!!&lt;br /&gt;She - Is there a need to do things differently every year?&lt;br /&gt;He - Nopes - There's just a need not to expect people to do differently every year when we are just doing the usual ones!&lt;br /&gt;She - Why is that we always have this HUM TUM talks?&lt;br /&gt;He - Don't say that... I just hate that movie "HUM TUM"&lt;br /&gt;She - I know - Most of the guys don't like the movie - Afterall it says "U cannot live without a Girl"&lt;br /&gt;He - Tell me one thing - The Heroine just hates the guy in the beginning - Just when the Hero does something for the girl does she realise he is good? Just because the guy is playful and flirty does it mean that he is not Good?&lt;br /&gt;She - Did u see the movie properly?&lt;br /&gt;He - What do u mean properly? I saw it once in theater! Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;She - I meant - She hated him only when he crossed his limits! Other than that, she was perfectly fine going around with him in Amsterdam!&lt;br /&gt;He - Amsterdam?&lt;br /&gt;She - Yup -That's where they roam around duing their transit!&lt;br /&gt;He - Haaa - Who remembers all those details??&lt;br /&gt;She - hmmm ... That's what PROPERLY means!&lt;br /&gt;He - So - What does the DDS say about the new feature implemented in WA module?&lt;br /&gt;She - What??&lt;br /&gt;He - Tell me no...&lt;br /&gt;She - It says that due to the newly implemented feature load balancing will be taken care - And the job will be scheduled only when there are enough resources mentioned in the preconditions!&lt;br /&gt;He - hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;She  - Why did u ask that now?&lt;br /&gt;He - Just wanted to know if u remember everything PROPERLY n PERFECTLY!&lt;br /&gt;She - What?????&lt;br /&gt;He - hahahaha - U are really interesting u know? U can speak any topic with anyone!!! At the same time u also make sure that you don't sound too encouraging - U always have a shell around you! Why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;She - It's a Good to have feature! It helps me avoid complications!&lt;br /&gt;He - Don't mind me asking - But then were/are u in any relationship?&lt;br /&gt;She - Do you really think any guy would be interested in me?&lt;br /&gt;He - Why not? You are intelligent, interesting - Though a bit serious and shelled!&lt;br /&gt;She - The answer is NO!&lt;br /&gt;He - I see... n u personally didn't like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;She - Not really - I did like few - But all were short-lived!&lt;br /&gt;He - Why so?&lt;br /&gt;She - See I liked Hrithik - He married Suzanne... Then I liked Abhishek - There came Aishwarya! So with men like these I have been running out of luck u see :D&lt;br /&gt;He - What nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;She - hahaha - The main thing is that - Men are mostly shallow - Go behind looks... Atleast those I met where like that!&lt;br /&gt;He - Yes - That's true! For us looks matter!&lt;br /&gt;She - hmmm... I know... So in that area I come first from last!&lt;br /&gt;He - But then u know what? In the long run it's the internal beauty that stands out!&lt;br /&gt;She - Who wants that? Everyone wants Katrina Kaif n Aishwarya Rai!&lt;br /&gt;He - Not everyone! Some are different! Don't u think so? I have seen many good looking girls falling for plain guys and Handsome Hunks falling for a not-so-pretty girl!&lt;br /&gt;She - hmmm - Rare - Very Rare! And moreover - Why should everyone have a Love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;- Whattt??? Love is a part of life isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;She - Yes - But there's no compulsion that everyone should fall in love, get twined in love n then get married n immediately head for divorce right?&lt;br /&gt;He - Have you seen the movie "The Holiday"? You remind me of Nicole Kidman in that movie - I have never seen someone so depressing!&lt;br /&gt;She - It's "Cameron Diaz" n not Nicole Kidman - And she was much better - She would lose to me if we were on the run!&lt;br /&gt;He - Gosh - Why are u so negative n depressing? See the world is as you look at it - It reflects what you think!&lt;br /&gt;She - Just becoz you feel so, I cannot be depressing n negative!&lt;br /&gt;He - I mean your life is under your control - Why do you shell yourself and act as if you have lost everything?&lt;br /&gt;She - Sometimes even your life is not under your control"  - You have the pressure of external forces on you!&lt;br /&gt;He - So are you under some external force?&lt;br /&gt;She - How does that bother you?&lt;br /&gt;He - It doesnt bother me - It just concerns me thinking why will a girl who really wants to live life, shunt herself in a shell?&lt;br /&gt;She - Come on - Tell me which Shell I am under? I do whatever I want - If I want to sing a song I do - If I feel like dancing I do - What made you feel that I am in a shell?&lt;br /&gt;He - hmm - I donno - Let's say - I feel u like someone - But you are not expressing your liking - Or say you are not expressive most of the times!!!&lt;br /&gt;She - hahaha - What's this new conspiracy now? Who is that person? n what do u mean by not expressive??&lt;br /&gt;He - I donno - I felt so...&lt;br /&gt;She - Let me tell you - You have got it wrong! I am not 'LIKING' any person - Not anyone whom u know!&lt;br /&gt;He - So is there someone whom I dont know!&lt;br /&gt;She - How are you concerned with that?&lt;br /&gt;He - There... There... See... U dont even tell me what the real thing is - You just shell yourself from me!&lt;br /&gt;She - So should I tell you everything what's happening in my life??&lt;br /&gt;He - If not everything - Atleast the ones which I ask for - Or the ones which you can tell me!&lt;br /&gt;She - There you go - If there's anything in my life which I feel I can tell you. I'll surely do! Got the point? Now - It's time for me to leave! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note : I admit - It's been really boring now &lt;/span&gt;:| - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I 'm gathering my left over patience n enthusiasm to keep this going :D :D - Pls dont mind!&lt;/span&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/6856742083829268197-3018815918516835526?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3018815918516835526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=3018815918516835526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3018815918516835526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3018815918516835526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaahsi.html' title='AAA_HSI!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2477412949659000582</id><published>2009-04-01T16:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:34:52.274+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google April 1st'/><title type='text'>Google - becoming More Obvious!</title><content type='html'>Google is famous for many things - One among them being it;s April 1st pranks on people - Be it the &lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/help/paper/more.html"&gt;GMAIL paper&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/tisp/"&gt;Google TiSP&lt;/a&gt; (Toilet Internet Service provider)  or even &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/virgle/index.html"&gt;Virgle &lt;/a&gt;- I know people who really believed that they can get their emails couriered as Printouts and they can get High Speed connection from their toilet (Eeks - That's gross) and settle in Mars :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not fun anymore - Last year Virgle didnt create any laughs! But this year - It was very obvious - -***Yawn*** The &lt;a href="http://mail.google.com/mail/help/autopilot/index.html"&gt;Autopilot &lt;/a&gt;thing - The &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/intl/en_us/landing/cadie/"&gt;Cadie &lt;/a&gt;thing(&lt;a href="http://cadiesingularity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt;) -Everyone knew it was Google's way of April 1st - And "I know all" &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Google%27s_hoaxes#2009"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;states it clearly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably next time Google should try something less obvious or really come up with a new technology on April 1st - Everyone will think it's false - But Google can go ahead n make them fools by implementing it!!! (Is Google doing it this time? :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2477412949659000582?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2477412949659000582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2477412949659000582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2477412949659000582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2477412949659000582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/04/google-becoming-more-obvious.html' title='Google - becoming More Obvious!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-7689617042424078585</id><published>2009-02-17T17:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.246+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TimePass :D'/><title type='text'>AAA_HSI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One Lazy Day @ Office Canteen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She n Her Best Frnd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;She - Why do u take this usual Cafe Latte? Why not try something else for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - I have tried almost all variations! Finally I decided to stick to Cafe Latte - It's better than anything else!&lt;/div&gt;She - Hmmm - Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - So-are you going to tell me about He?&lt;/div&gt;She - There's nothing to tell - He is a charmer - But then he is shallow - Very shallow - Doesnt think beyond his circle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - Do u think he is interested in you?&lt;/div&gt;She - No Way - He is nowhere NEAR to be interested in me - He has lot of options to cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - Are you interested in him?&lt;/div&gt;She - Nopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - But why?&lt;/div&gt;She - What why? Shld every girl fall for a Handsome guy? Even she doesnt like his behavior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - What's wrong with him? You tell me that he is Charming, Intelligent, Humorous, Humble etc!&lt;/div&gt;She - There's something called Emphathizing -Something called Understanding! He lacks them! Very badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - Are you seriously not interested in him?&lt;/div&gt;She - Do you need any more proofs? I don't even go around with him! I try to stay away from him as much as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - Then why do u keep talking about him to me?&lt;/div&gt;She - Is he the first person whom I keep talking about? Have you forgotten all those, about whom I have talked about hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frnd - Yes - But this one is months now!&lt;/div&gt;She - Come on - Come out of your Bollywood Love Stories and usual behakafying talks! This is not a movie - I am not the heroine and u are not the "Heroines Best Friend" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - Can I join you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She - (shocked to see him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He - Wrong time?&lt;/div&gt;She - Wha??? N... No... You... can.. I mean... Pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He - Why are u so shocked to see me? Taking abt me eh?&lt;/div&gt;She - Yeah - Right - We were talking about how courteous you are! How you don't interfere when two friends are talking and how...&lt;br /&gt;He - Ok... Ok... Enough - I am honored! But you know it's boring sporting the "Good Guy" look always! So I have decided to be the "BAD BOY" now!&lt;br /&gt;She - murmurs something&lt;br /&gt;He - I heard that... I heard that... But it's ok - Legends are always misunderstood in the beginning! It takes the world a while to understand us better!!!&lt;br /&gt;She - Doesn't reply!&lt;br /&gt;He - Ok.. carry on - We;ll meet after some time! Leaves&lt;br /&gt;She - Sighs n leaves the place with her friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Sorry for the short form title - Laziness :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-7689617042424078585?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7689617042424078585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=7689617042424078585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7689617042424078585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7689617042424078585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaahsi.html' title='AAA_HSI!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-3205735009737059063</id><published>2009-02-13T13:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.247+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TimePass :D'/><title type='text'>Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It</title><content type='html'>Day 3 - Last day of training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning 8:30 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Busy in her place checking mails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Busy in his place checking mails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning 9:00 AM - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pings him in IM saying - "Hey time up -Can we start for the training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Naah - I am bored of it - Will not come today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"What abt Attendance n Appraisal then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - "Don't u know? Bossy met with accident - She's on leave for a week - Who's gonna know if I attend or not? I'll just come n sign n then go off"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Whatever - I am leaving - Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Bye - All the Best - Be bored to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morning 10:00 AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Receives a message - "What's Up-The training is good here - You shld have come - She"&lt;br /&gt;He types back&lt;br /&gt;"Aah.. No Thanks... I have much entertaining things here - He"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Msg : "Entertaining?? What's that? - I am sure u'll never say WORK is entertaining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Msg: "haha - No way - I am playing Online Games with frnds"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - "HUH - I knew - It must be some stupid car race, bike race or blood shedding Unreal Tournamant game - How entertaining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - "Madam - I am sure your class is also not that interesting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - "Says who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - "If it is you won't be messaging me like this - You will be listening to the class"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - No reply!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afternoon 1:00 PM - Lunch Hall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In a table eating calmly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Helow... Why alone Madam? Care to join us&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Nopes - Have to eat n rush back to class - It starts at 2 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; 2 only right? There's one full hour before you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; have to go to my place - Check Mails n reply to some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Will it take 10-15 mins? Aaram se khao yaar - 45 mins hain na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Ok.. Sir.. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Waise - I will come to the afternoon class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Aah! Why Suddenly? Interested in getting some gyaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; hahaha - Do u still think of me like that?? For attendance madam - I have to sign the attendance sheet - Else a mail will goto Bossy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Adhaane paathen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Whatt&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Nothing - Chalo - I m leaving bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Ok.. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon - 3 PM in class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- I dont believe I am listening to all this crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - What crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - What this guy is saying! He's just reading from the Slides! Even I can do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Why don't u join the Training Domain then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - I will - If I have no work left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - So only ppl who dont have any other work teach is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes - They teach to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trainer&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes... Mr. He - Any doubt? I can see you speaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - (In a low voice) - Oh -Yeah - Great catch Mr. Singh (Loudly) No Sir - I was just asking what happened in the morning class since I missed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trainer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Well, this is not the time to ask it - U can do that after my session is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok sir... (laughs to himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time 5 PM - Class ends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - So - Can you explain me what happened in the first half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Did u think I will believe you like that trainer? Take a Walk man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Whattt?? Take a Walk? U told me to take a walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Any issues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - No... Can u tell me the direction too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Cut the crap! Let's go - I have work to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Naah - I am tired for the day - I want to go out somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok.. Carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Why dont u join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Whattt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - We'll go to Coffee Day! It's near - We need not drive much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Whattt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Don't u understand English?? I asked can we go to Coffee Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Why??? U don't know??? They have announced "End of Season - Left Over Sale" - We'll get some good Left over coffee collection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Yuckkkkkk - What nonsense!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Not more than what you asked - Why Coffee Day? Gawd - Gimme a Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - You can have it! Bye! 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- As usual seated in her place - Browsing thru the Lab Doc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Not Present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 10 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Asking doubts to trainer regarding some issue she is facing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Enters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 11 AM - Coffee Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Goes for Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Sits in place browsing Cricinfo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 12 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Turns back and looks at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Seriously listening to the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Surprised and turns front to the projector!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Grins to himself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 1 PM - Lunch Break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Walks out as the first person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - On a call...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 1:20 PM - Dining Hall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Standing in Queue - Spots him sitting in a table - alone- eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Notices that she is watching him - Yet continues eating without giving a glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Takes her food, walks to him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Mind if I join you Mr.He?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Sure - What happ to Ash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - (sits opposite to him) She had an early lunch it seems! She called n informed me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - So - Why late today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -Late? Nopes -I was on time according to me! I knew the first hour there would be nothing to listen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - And I see someone listening to class today! Why this change of mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - I never told I didn't listen - I just told that I am bored of these trainings! That doesnt mean I dont listen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - You are bored - But u listen? That's amazing! If I am bored, I hardly listen to what anyone is saying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - That's why u are SHE and I am HE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm... So, tell me what did the trainer say abt Pattern Matching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Testing me eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - You said you were listening right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Hmmm.. Ok... Let me tell you what I understood - (Explains her the concept)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - (Eyes wide - Surprised) Man - You made it look so simple than what he said with real time examples!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Isnt that the easy way to remember things? Just relate it to your day today life - U'll never forget concepts and ideas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - But I am sure Girls cannot do that - You are all so Bookish - Just mug up n vomit in paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Hmmm - Probabaly right! I am a girl for the past 25 years! But you have more exp with girls than me!!! Your knowledge base is wider! I won't argue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Aaah.. There it comes! I was waiting for the snub! U cannot sleep without snubbing someone for the day right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - hahaha... U asked for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - I give up - ok.. I'll leave - Have some work at my place - You'll complete n come back right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Oh... U are going? How will I go back? If I get lost in this organization? What if I forget the way back to the training room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok.. Got the Point - Bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 2 PM - Training Room 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Comes back to the class room - Spots him sitting in this place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Busy with Cricinfo again n doesnt look at her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Sighs and goes back to her place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 3 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Receives a message - Reads it -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Msg 1 - She&lt;/strong&gt; - I didn;t understand this concept - I am bored to ask questions - I hope you understood it - Will check with you later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Smiles and replies "Ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Msg 2&lt;/strong&gt; - She to He - "Thanks - I knew you wont say No"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Says Nothng - But starts listening to the class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 4 PM - Coffee Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Walks to him - Coffee Sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok Madame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Both go and get coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Hey, I was listening songs ystday night - Remembered you when it sang "Koya Koya Chand" - U sang that in a birthday party right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm - Yup -I listened it first in that BSNL ad - Was amazed and started listening to it - Became my fav song easily... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah - Even I like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah - Many ppl do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Many means? Who else? Rekha too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Aah - Back again? Rekha is a chapter which is closed in my books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Books??? So how many Chapters you still have open in your BookSSS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Nothing as of now - I am thinking to close all Chapters and just open one for ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah - Get Married - High time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Says Who? Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Aaahaaa... So who's gonna be this one chapter for ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm... Still thinking - Abhi tak koi mili nahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - I see... Let the same luck be with her for ever! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Yeah - She has to be lucky to get me - I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - OK.. Break over - Everyone's getting in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok.. Let;s go too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time - 6 PM - Class Over for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Walks out first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Walks out next! (That's some improvement :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Day 3 - TBC - No prizes for guessing the next day's happenings :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-255443515212352809?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/255443515212352809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=255443515212352809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/255443515212352809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/255443515212352809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/avanavaladhu-hesheit_20.html' title='Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-4428233079071427041</id><published>2009-01-19T13:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.252+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TimePass :D'/><title type='text'>Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Training Room 3 - Morning 9 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey Hi...U too into this training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes Sir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Cool.. I was thinking I'll be bored to death... Now I have entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't even think about it - I was seriously waiting for this training... I am going to be ATTENTIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: haaaa... So boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Who asked you to nominate then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Do u even think I will nominate for such Junk trainings? My bossie did n since Appraisal is nearing I have to attend all this to make her happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Gossshhhh - Such a waste of time - If someone is really interested n in need of this training &lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt; he would have missed it coz of u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't u blame me - Blame my Bossie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Shhh.. Ok.. now listen... Trainer is In... I am sitting there... Seeya later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: But hey... I thght u are sitting here... hey listen... hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; Goes n sits in  her place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 10 AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Mobile vibrates - Showing "1 New Message Unread" - She ignores it - Vibrates again -Another new msg -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; picks up n reads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Msg 1 He&lt;/strong&gt; : What's so interesting there that you are noting down so attentively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Msg 2 He&lt;/strong&gt; : Answer Me!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Ignores n resumes writing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 11 AM - Break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - My God - One point of time I thght that you will really go inside the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm... The class is interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Interesting????? Don't telllllllllllllllllll me - plssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm.. Ok... Atleast for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; -  Ok.. Coffee Time... Sadda Sardar will come back in 10 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - What will you drink? I'll get a coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; - Ah.. Need not be so galantic... I can take it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Who said I'll get one for you? Pick up whatever you want! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 1:30 PM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He to She&lt;/strong&gt; - Msg 3 - Please give the trainer a break - So that he can give us a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He to She&lt;/strong&gt; - Msg 4 - Since you the one who is asking so many questions!&lt;br /&gt;Trainer looks @ He typing something in his mobile&lt;br /&gt;Yes Mr. He - Any doubts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trainer&lt;/strong&gt;  - Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;/strong&gt;- When will be the Lunch break?&lt;br /&gt;Whole training rooms laughs!&lt;br /&gt;Trainer (laughing himself)- Ok.. We Wil break for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 1.45 PM - Standing in Lunch Queue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She: &lt;/strong&gt;God - I dont believe u just asked for a Lunch Break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; : hahaha... If a Man is Hungry, what else do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: The trainer would himself give a break right... He must be experienced with so many classes... He knows when to break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;/strong&gt;: Agreed - But someone else who is Intelligently Void in human feelings doesnt know it! She went on disturbing him and so I thght I would take matters in hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: Very Funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He:&lt;/strong&gt;  Really it was... Listening to such a lousy class was very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: God.. Drop it man... I am interested - I listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Ok Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She: &lt;/strong&gt;Ok... Seeya after lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He: &lt;/strong&gt;What? U are not having lunch with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She:&lt;/strong&gt; Ain? Did I say that? Ash is waiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;both&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 4:30 PM - Coffee Break!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - Sits in his place - working seriously (Or atleast acting ;-))&lt;br /&gt;She - Is Busy with the trainer asking some questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time - 6:00 PM  - Day over - So is the Training!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He - First person to go out!&lt;br /&gt;She - Last person to go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 2 - TBC!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-4428233079071427041?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4428233079071427041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=4428233079071427041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4428233079071427041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4428233079071427041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/avanavaladhu-hesheit_19.html' title='Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2791227882184985906</id><published>2009-01-15T17:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.253+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><title type='text'>Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Kiska hai yeh tumko intezaar Main Hoon Naa....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dekhlo idhar tho ek baar.. Main Hoon Naa...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts his car and Sonu Nigam starts as mesmerizing as ever... He pauses his car CD player and arranges his Seat belt and places his Laptop properly in the back seat. His laptop is the most important part of him and the only thing he ever cares about, among his office belongings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moves ahead to clear the security checks and comes out of his office - 'It was a tiring day - It was an odd day where I felt completely drained inspite of all the interesting work' - He thinks to himself! He wonderes what's missing in life... The one question he never got an answer for... He resumes his CD player and Sonu continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kaamosh kyun ho... Jo Bhi kehna hai kaho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dil chaahe jithna pyaar uthna maang lo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tumko milega uthna pyaar Main Hoon Naa...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it was that simple thinks he... He moves to the main road and he spots her. She is standing there near the cross roads. He is surprised. He knows she has her own vehicle. He has thought, it's always a part of her showing that "I am independent - I need not expect any one even for commutation". He slows his car and stops it near her and lowers his window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He : Waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;She : No. Waiting for Auto. I dont take share auto's. So waiting for a straight Auto. It's difficult to get them at this time.&lt;br /&gt;He : Oh... I can drop you. Your house is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;She: No.. I am ok with Auto. I will get one soon.&lt;br /&gt;He: Hey comeon - I know u are one independent woman Ok... I'm not doing a great favour n all... I am not going to spend extra fuel for u... It's just a help I would do for anyone whom I know&lt;br /&gt;She : No.. No.. This has nothing to do with independent n all... I.. just....&lt;br /&gt;He : Will u please get in... U are creating a traffic Jam...&lt;br /&gt;She :(thinks for a moment) Ok... (Gets in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonu : 'Kabhi jo tum socho.. Ki tum yeh dekho...&lt;br /&gt;Arey kithna mujko tum se payaar hai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toh chup math rehna.. Mujse kehna...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arey koi kya aisa bhi yaar hai...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: So... What happened to your Vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;She : Given it for the usual service...&lt;br /&gt;He: Oh... So.. how did u come in the morning? Auto?&lt;br /&gt;She : Yup..&lt;br /&gt;He : Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kehne ki ho Dil Mein Koi Baath... Mujse kaho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Koi Pal ho Din Ho Yaa Ho raath... Mujse kaho...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: So.. How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;She: Ok.. Nothng great... Just the usual one!&lt;br /&gt;He: Why dont you come for lunch with us nowadays ?&lt;br /&gt;She: Oh.. Nothing as such.. I just go for lunch with couple of my other friends...&lt;br /&gt;He: Oh... So we are no more friends?&lt;br /&gt;She : I think I said 'My &lt;em&gt;Other&lt;/em&gt; Friends' - I didnt say 'My &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; Friends'&lt;br /&gt;He: hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;She: Can you reduce the volume pls... I think even the next car driver can hear Sonu singing 'Main Hoooon Naaaaaa'&lt;br /&gt;He: hahahaha (reduces volume) - Wait let me change the CD - It has been running for almost 2 days now.... (Puts on someother CD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Dekha hume kuch aise ki... Behkha Diya Hume...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tumne tho kaab dekhna sikla diya hume...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She : Wow... My fav song... (hums it...)&lt;br /&gt;He : And I find this peculiar quality in girls... they always sing the song when it starts in CD/TV.. Why can't u ppl just listen to the song?&lt;br /&gt;She : I donno abt other girls... But, I feel the song more closely if I sing it by myself...&lt;br /&gt;He : Oh... But others won't feel it anymore right??&lt;br /&gt;She : Ok.. Got the point - Will not sing any more!&lt;br /&gt;He : Hey I was just joking!&lt;br /&gt;She: Ok.. No issues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Aankon mein hai nasheele bawar.. Zulf mein leher...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dariya yeh kaisa husn ka... dikhla diya hume...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: What do you mean by Bawar?&lt;br /&gt;She: Whaatttt?&lt;br /&gt;He: In the song Sonu sings 'Aankon mein hai nasheele bawar' right? What does Bawar means?&lt;br /&gt;She : Sorry - No idea - I am not Javed Akhtar.&lt;br /&gt;He : U need not be Javed Akhtar to know what bawar means... If you know proper Hindi you should know it...&lt;br /&gt;She: Oh.. I never knew...&lt;br /&gt;He : God... Why dont girls take anything lightly? It was just a comment...&lt;br /&gt;She : I never said anything...&lt;br /&gt;He: But the way u said 'Oh.. I never knew' was so serious I thght u were offended...&lt;br /&gt;She : I am not that easily offended by such comments! Don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;He: hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Us Zindagi se kaise sitham ka gila kare...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jis Zindagi ne aap se milwa diya hume...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: So what was all that hungama about Rekha's breakup with you?&lt;br /&gt;He: Rekha's what?&lt;br /&gt;She: I heard you both break up... Why?&lt;br /&gt;He: We were never together... Why will we breakup?&lt;br /&gt;She: And is that the reason you threw the card she gave you into the bin last week?&lt;br /&gt;He: Gosh.. U observe too much...&lt;br /&gt;She: Not me... It was Satish who told me!&lt;br /&gt;He: Oh... Ok... We just had a fight... But I swear we were never going arnd n all.. We were just frnds u see...&lt;br /&gt;She : I see... I see...&lt;br /&gt;He : Comeon... Dont give that smile... I know what it means...&lt;br /&gt;She : Do u? Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;some&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Traffic Jam.... ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: God - Again Traffic jam - Looks like it will take time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; : I should have taken the auto... They always take the other route which will be usually free.. He: So u repent coming with me is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt;: I never said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Ok... Ok.. Understood...Will never give you a lift next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; : Even this time, It was not me who insisted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah it was me who insisted... I am sorry...Will never do that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; : Someone talked about taking things lightly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;: ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;silence&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeh aap Hai ke aaya hai... mausam bahaar ka...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeh aap Hai ke aaya hai.. Mausam bahaar ka... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaadab kar diya hume... Mekha diya hume...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meanwhile&gt;*** Traffic clears and they proceed ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tumko bhi... Kai khabar... Mujko bhi hai patha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ho raha... Hai juda... Donon ka raastha...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: haha... Situational Song...&lt;br /&gt;He: What??&lt;br /&gt;She: My House has come and it's time for u to take the other road which goes to your home.&lt;br /&gt;He : Hey but this is just main road... U have to walk some distance right?&lt;br /&gt;She : Yes... But you said 'U won't waste any fuel on me ' - So if u can drop me hear u can take the next turn and go home...&lt;br /&gt;He: Come On - U r home 1 KM from main road... I can drop u till there...&lt;br /&gt;She: No thanks... please stop here. I can walk.&lt;br /&gt;He: Ok.. As u wish (Stops the car and she gets down)&lt;br /&gt;She: Thanks for the drop.&lt;br /&gt;He : No probs.. Anytime..&lt;br /&gt;She: I dont think so ... This is going to be the first n last!&lt;br /&gt;He: ???&lt;br /&gt;She: Remember u told 'U wont drop me from now on'&lt;br /&gt;He: GOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;She: Bye (She Walks away with a smile...)&lt;br /&gt;He: Bye (He keeps looking at her walking away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Door jaake bhi mujse... Tum Meri Yaadon mein Rehnaa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehnaaa... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehnaaa...' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Sings the Angel in Sonu Nigam's voice!!! (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TBC)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2791227882184985906?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2791227882184985906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2791227882184985906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2791227882184985906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2791227882184985906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/avanavaladhu-hesheit_15.html' title='Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-5160107948567620177</id><published>2009-01-13T12:45:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:46:05.261+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA_HSI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TimePass :D'/><title type='text'>Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;hahahaha - I was myself laughing at the title (ironically it came to my mind when I thght abt writing this post)! :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not-so-beautiful, not-so-intelligent n not-so-charming girl - She had many male friends - But understandably no affairs! She was called bold and independent - But not Beauty with Brains! (Ok- That should do - Let me be realistic and not become Jeffrey/Sheldon to admire her :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was intelligent, handsome and charming guy - Understandably he had many Female Friends and many affairs and a huge fan-followup! Athletic, Cricketer and an occasional Writer -Well that sums up the craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Met - On one plain and Normal day - She was new to the company - And as per that Org. policy, he was given the responsibility of helping her for her initial days! He was patient enough to answer/clarify/ all her naive questions/doubts! He even helped her with many of those simple things which left alone she could have done it on her own!!! He was helpful and always welcoming questions! They had lunch together with his big gang -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days rolled on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She like him - For his Patience, Sense of Humour, his varied interests and also his writings! He carried himself well - He was entertaining-not-flirting! Courageous and Stood for his ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He liked her simplicity, liked how she had a clear view and idea on things, liked her easy going policy on life! She didn't go around with a big gang of friends - But she had a chosen few who were good to her! She maintained relationships easily and her way of organizing was something which he often admired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spoke about various things - Life, Cricket, Tennis, Driving, Automobiles, Jokes, Culture, Work, Hobbies, Books, Music -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet - They were not friends - She couldn't call him as a Friend - Since he was someone who didn't fit into her definition of a Friend - He understood that she had a border line drawn up for any relationship and he didn't bother to cross that - Coz he knew - She would cross it for him sometime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when her Guardian Angel looked at him and smiled mischievously!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-5160107948567620177?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5160107948567620177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=5160107948567620177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5160107948567620177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5160107948567620177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/avanavaladhu-hesheit.html' title='Avan_Aval_Adhu - He_She_It'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2729205091726042179</id><published>2009-01-02T14:27:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:19:01.191+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Year n Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;New Year's Day… now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual - &lt;strong&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Resolutions - Always make a good post! Old and Beaten to Death Concept/Topic - But still - The first question most of the people ask after wishing "Happy New Year" is that - "So - What are ur New Year Resolutions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont take any New Year Resolution usually - First thing - I am not going to remember any of them in the long run - And I am certainly not going to follow them - So what's the point in taking any? :D Moreover - I have a strong belief that - New year or not -Resolutions are useless for me! I sometimes hardly live up to my own expectations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways - If I need to take some it would be the following (Not that I am gonna follow - It's just that it would be good to follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get up early - The time I wake up these days is quite alarming - I am not a early morning person - But nowadays mornings are slowly becoming early afternoons for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take a Walk - My father is tired of telling me and My mother seems to have seamless patience and energy to remind me everytime - Go for a morning walk - hehehuhu - 'Waking early is implausible - Morning Walking is impossible'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to Temple - Ok - This I can really do - and - I love to do - But only to few of them!!! And luckily there's a temple near my home which is so serene and peaceful in the morning - The atmosphere will be so good and filled with pleasant divine vibrations - And I love to be in that temple for a long time! If I get up early I can satisfy the first 3 resolutions - Wake early,Walk and reach the temple! But is it that easy??? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat some healthy Breakfast - Breakfast is a cup of coffee!!! Wow -That sounds Awesome!!! But 11 AM I am reminded that a coffee is not enough for the morning and I end up eating something @ 11 AM which is neither breakfast nor lunch and the whole day's eating routine is disturbed!!! So - Eating a good breakfast can make a proper schedule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ctrl+Anger - As Jagan said "Beware of Dogs" - When I think, it really scares me to see how often ppl are offended by me!!! I have no Kaboo on my gussa - The usual victims are Amma and Paati - When I cannot scream at anyone else - I do at them - I really wonder how Amma can withstand such amount of pressure and still be so GOOD - If I can't learn from her then I will never learn from anyone, The ART OF LIVING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fitness - This has been in all my lists right from 2004 - Stay fit -Reduce weight- Work Out - I really hope to do this, this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Social Activity - Save the Enviroment and the World - Say No to Plastic, Use recyclable items, No to lead cosmetics, Spend less, Save more, Donate to some Social Cause and ENGAGE SERIOUSLY AND WORK for a social cause!!! Not for "Blowing the Trumphet" but for self satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down - behind all these rant, there is one factor which pulls me down - The laziness - The Inertia!!! If only I overcome that - Ah - Sometime later :D :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing and Hoping for a Happy, Cheerful n Successful 2009 - Let's be bold enough to face the world with a SMILE :-) - Be Optimistic!!! Picture Abhi Baaki hai Mere Dosth - Ooolalalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2729205091726042179?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2729205091726042179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2729205091726042179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2729205091726042179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2729205091726042179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-n-resolutions.html' title='New Year n Resolutions!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-1089765058978456178</id><published>2008-12-24T18:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:30:50.245+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHO AM I?</title><content type='html'>Am I a INTJ/ESPJ??? - Am I a talent or a lifer or a Mandarin?  Coming to think of it - Who Cares??? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some links on Personality tests as FW's - I usually don't go for such personality  quizzes/questionnaires! A series of 100 questions telling u who u are - hmmm... Something which I never understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways - Thanks to those 4-5 ppl who FW me this - Here goes my results - (I answered as honestly as possible - Means - I chose what seemed best in the given options - There were many questions which didn't have the options that I thought would be accurate - Anyways - That's how u are judged -What will I chose if I am given the following options :D and what I am based on the options I choose :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomorrowland.us/tlm/"&gt;Are you a talent , a Lifer or a Mandarin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a talent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt; You're a risk-taker, and you follow your passions. You're determined to take on the world and succeed on your own terms. Whether in the arts, science, engineering, business, or politics, you fearlessly express your own vision of the world. You're not afraid of a fight, and you're not afraid to bet your future on your own abilities. If you find a job boring or stifling, you're already preparing your resume. You believe in doing what you love, and you're not willing to settle for an ordinary life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Your scores:&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Talent: 56%&lt;br /&gt;Lifer: 31%&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin: 41%&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers-Briggs_Type_Indicator"&gt;Myers-Briggs Type Indicator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another JUNK - ahem ahem JUNG test which I got as FW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per &lt;a href="http://www.41q.com/#"&gt;41 q's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="style1"&gt;Your personality type:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="style3"&gt;Practical, traditional and organized. Likely to be athletic. Not interested in theory or abstraction unless they see the practical application. Have clear visions of the way things should be. Loyal and hard-working. Like to be in charge. Exceptionally capable in organizing and running activities. 'Good citizens' who value security and peaceful living.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="style1"&gt;Careers that could fit you include:&lt;/p&gt; Military, business administrators, managers, police/detective work, judges, financial officers, teachers, sales representatives, government workers, insurance agents, underwriters, nursing administrators, trade and technical teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as per &lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp"&gt;Jung&lt;/a&gt;'s test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;color:#d000a0;"&gt;ESTJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table width="50%" border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#d000a0;"&gt;Extraverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#d000a0;"&gt;Sensing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#d000a0;"&gt;Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color:#d000a0;"&gt;Judging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are: (I am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;slightly expressed extravert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slightly expressed sensing personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slightly expressed thinking personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moderately expressed judging personality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have no idea what it means - And I am in no mood finding what it is - The explanations seemed lengthier than my blog posts :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas means much more than Cakes, New Dresses, Feast and Programs in TV!!! It denotes a blessing which world got centuries back and still has!!! It denotes a faith which is the basis of anything in this world! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I believe Therefore I am - Credo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="la" lang="la"&gt;, ergo sum!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; חג מולד שמח!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-1089765058978456178?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1089765058978456178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=1089765058978456178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/1089765058978456178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/1089765058978456178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-am-i.html' title='WHO AM I?'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2954207793167812179</id><published>2008-12-16T15:33:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:48:03.035+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Vaaranam Aayiram - Phew!</title><content type='html'>Gautham Menon wanted to dedicate a film to his father - So he roped in his fav. Surya in a IDEAL/CARING/LOVING father role - He wanted a good pair for him, to show the fundamental point of the movie - LOVE - So he took in Simran - He wanted to have a Macho hero - Since Surya is already there - That's solved - He wanted Youth, Romance and a Heroine to bring those guys to theaters - So he casted Sameera - There needs to be a backup plan for the Hero - So he took Divya as the backup!!! There needs to be music in his film - So he gave a guitar in Surya's hand - And there needs to be some NRI/International scope and a intelligent spark - So he made Sameera go to Berkeley University - SFO - And there needed to be some armed forces action - N he made Surya as Major Surya - And there needs to be some tragedies and so he killed Appa Surya and Sameera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 5 &lt;strong&gt;'MUST-BE's&lt;/strong&gt; in Gautam Menon's film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; an Intelligent/Beautiful/Mentally Strong Heroine - She should have either completed or &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; pursuing her graduation/post-graduation at IIT/IIM/Ivy league - Nothing less is accepted! If there's nothing like that then she &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; so stunningly beautiful that the Hero falls for her in 2 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; a tragedy in form of a villian/natural disaster that kills the heroine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; in the movie - A a small cameo role/2 sec role in the film - Doesnt matter -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Hero &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; in Armed forces - Police/Army/Navy/Airforce - Anything will do - He &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; the best n most sought after officer in his area - N he &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; fall for the heroine the minute/second he saw her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It &lt;strong&gt;must be&lt;/strong&gt; Harris who plays in the background with his CTRL C + CTRL V!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is no exception! Everything matches - I got a 10/10 for setting the correct expectations! But seriously - The story is messed up big time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he want to showcase a Son-Father relation? Or a Lover Boy-Girl Relation? Or Man-His Dreams Relation? or a Husband-Wife relation? or did he just want to have a Mixed Fruit Jam? If he did have other things in mind - Then he has messed up big time and if he had the last option in mind - Then he had made a Spaghetti out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - We'll for a moment - forget the absurdity of Surya singing songs and doing a project for some Mechanical Company which earns him so much money to build a home, repay the home loans and Settu vaddi and also redeem his mom's jewels - N still leave him with enough money to fly to US for a period of 90 days in a Visitor Visa just for sweet nothings - Ok Ok - To find his girl and SWEEP HER OFF HER FEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering his father - Surya says - "Neenga enna US ku anupuneenga ppa - Padika pola - Velai seiya Pola -Ennoda Kadhalukkaga Enna neenga anupuneenga" - But isnt it his own money which he uses for going to US? If the father does not have money to adachufy the Settu kadan/home loans - How will he have money to send his son to US to bring her girl back? And if at all Surya means - He has given him permission to go to US then that's a comedy - Appa kitta ketaada love pannina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also forget that a guy who is physically unfit, coming out his drug addiction - Fights a gang of kidnappers and local rowdies who are double sized and rescues a kid! Manam irunthal margam undu - If u really want to do something u can do it - Whatever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what surprised me was - None of the kidnappers had GUNS! :D They carried Swords and Knifes! :D Is it MGR time to have a sword fight??? :D The villian guy is portrayed to be one who kidnaps kids for ransom/sells little girls for money - Will he not have a GUN?? Gimme a god damn break - And they fight in Delhi's gullies with a sword and throwing stone at each other! And the hero, who is seeing Delhi for the first time rescues the kid from a gang of 5-8 people who know in-out of the area!!! (Ok the dialogue comes which says - 'Delhi la naa nadakaatha road e illa nu sollalam daddy.. Avlo suthinen - Oruthan Road la erangina avanukku thevayanathu ellame kedaikum nu therinjukitten' - But so much that he runs idhar udhar n he knows where to hide :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And - Just like that he joins Army and becomes a Major in 6 years - And one day when he looks at the backup heroine walking up the Army School to meet him - He falls for her! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yappa - Thaangalada saamy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever - The movie has its moments!!! I liked few scenes - Really did -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train scene where Surya acts splendidly after looking at Sameera - As if he he is not able to believe that someone can be so beautiful and as if he struggles to breath in presence of the stunningly beautiful (According to the script :P) lady! And then he tries to Impress her - With his guitar, n Illayaraja song - En iniya Pon nilave - All that it good - I personally have seen many train romances where the guy who doesnt even know the girls name tries to impress her - So this was Acceptable! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father Surya takes his son in hand after he is born n says "Ivana suthi ellam santhoshama irukanum - Ivan vaazhkaila ethavathu thappa iruntha atha naan thiruthi ezhudhuven"! Cool dialogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs - The photography - AWESOME is one word!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Comments which I heard in theater and from ppl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Appa na ithu Appa da - Ponna kootindu vaa nu US ke anuparaan - Enga Appa enna pakkathu theruvuku kooda anupa maatengaraar - &lt;strong&gt;Comment from a Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oru Project - Konjam Songs - Home Loan over, Home construction over - Appa n Amma well settled - Ithu payyan - &lt;strong&gt;Comment from a Dad&lt;/strong&gt; (return for Son comments :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Appa thaan en hero - Appa thaan en hero nu solliye ella thappum panraan payyan - Soper da machan - &lt;strong&gt;Comments from a guy&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Payyan Payyan nu over a scene podaraale padathulla - Avanuku oru thangai irunthaale -Serial la lam kooda varuvaale - Avaluku enna role padathula? - &lt;strong&gt;Some Aunty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Naanum thaan adikadi train la poren - Ithu maathiri onnu kooda theraliye - &lt;strong&gt;Theater&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Back seat fellows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. California ke poraanam payyan - En aalu ennakaaga Company varaikum kooda varamaatengaran - &lt;strong&gt;'Main road la nikaren - Come there'&lt;/strong&gt; nu msg thaan varum - &lt;strong&gt;Frnd!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. REC la padichu, State, University, All India Ranker a irunthalum - Berkeley Universtiy laye edam kedachaalum - Exams la arrears vecha Mechanical Engineer ku dhaan vizhum na - Ethukku naamellam kashtapattu padikanum - &lt;strong&gt;Some magazine reader's view! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tamil Cinema la first oruthan 6 packs - Accept panrom -Athukaaga adha ipdi 10 mins ku orutharam kaati verupethatheengada &lt;strong&gt;- One gundu payyan comments!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Enna padichu enna? Bomb blast la ponum thalai ezhuthu iruntha poi thaan seruvom - Some junker!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One thing worth - Surya - He really had done a great job - Worked hard - He comes as a school boy (really looks like one at that time), A college guy(Really looks like one at that time) and a Major (Needless to say - Macho Man :D) - Now u can't really find any flaws in his acting! Worth the Rs.100 spent :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2954207793167812179?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2954207793167812179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2954207793167812179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2954207793167812179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2954207793167812179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/12/vaaranam-aayiram-phew.html' title='Vaaranam Aayiram - Phew!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-3481882279788279960</id><published>2008-12-16T15:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:32:26.067+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Omahazeeya vohiyaala vohiyaala</title><content type='html'>I know - The title looks like some REAL SWEAR words in Tamil/for that matter any language! But I swear - I am upto no bad thing here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to some songs with such weird words which made me think - 'Room pottu ukkandu yosipaangalo intha maathiri words ezhutha?' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if it's French/German/Russian or even if it means something! But I find it really funny - Why do we need English, French or any other language for that matter in songs? I18n or G11n??? - Nonsense!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-3481882279788279960?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3481882279788279960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=3481882279788279960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3481882279788279960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3481882279788279960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/12/omahazeeya-vohiyaala-vohiyaala.html' title='Omahazeeya vohiyaala vohiyaala'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-246099531593498164</id><published>2008-11-27T13:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:10:19.907+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yes - We took it again!</title><content type='html'>We have taken one more brutal attack in our financial capital! Needless to mention - For the nth time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cover few things here - The Media , The Political/Administrational blunders and the COMMON MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media - Yes - My fav topic - I would love to ridicule the media - Write pages n pages - But let me stop here with some comments! (Click on the Links to follow them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://features.ibnlive.in.com/packages/mumbai-attack-light-a-candle.php"&gt;Light a candle&lt;/a&gt; - MY FOOT! Enough of tolerance n Pledges/Oaths - Kill all of them responsible for this attack right @ the spot or Hang all of them if they are caught alive - Special reports/enquiries, special force to PROBE this unfortunate activity - NONSENSE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporters have been flowing in right from the minute they heard abt the blast - Telling you the same stories what they know right from yesterday night 10:00 Pm till now and for the next few days you should have to put up with this nonsense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is how all it started -blah blah blah blah blah blah blah" - The name of the Program will change every hour "Breakfast with India" "Tea with India" "Lunch with India" "India @ 9" "We the people " Walk the Talk" "Devil's Advocate" "India 360" "The great Indian tamasha" "The week that wasn;t" "Face the Nation" - The people will also change every hour "Barkha Dutt" "Srinivasan Jain", "Vishnu", "Rajdeep Sardesai", "Sagarika", "Arnab Goswami","Rukmini", "Suhasini" - But the NEWS is going to be the same - U KNOW WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Political and Administrational Blunders&lt;/strong&gt; - Politics = Blunders! Politicians = Idiots - I am not saying this - The recent activities in our country is proving it! They have got time only to denfend activists, play the blame game, corrupt the nation which already ranks high in corruption! They are going to say the same thing again - "We will not tolerate any kind of violence - We will handle them well - We will control them with IRON HAND" - I wonder why they have not yet hanged/handled the terrorists who have been caught and proved guilty beyond doubt with their so-called "IRON HAND"??? For the time being they can speak anything! Who's going to bother if they are going to act/not? After all in a matter of 5-10 days people will forget this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Administration - What does this mean? Managing - Supervising - Tending to Look at things if they are going in a right way - Are things going in a right way? Have we solved the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Godhra_train_burning"&gt;Godhra Train Burning&lt;/a&gt;" yet? That was in 2002 -There are numerous cases before that which remain unsolved! We'll still have Leelavati Tharamati Baagmati commissions and they will do some investigation and give their report - And once they do, some party will claim that the investigation is not valid or the investigation was biased or the investigation was corrupted -And we will put the report aside and order for yet another commision! Commision pe commision! Probe order pe Probe order!!! Busss - Nothing else will happen!!! If someone can murder the PM and get away without Capital Punishment then who's bothered abt some one who kills me and you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important blunder here is that of a&lt;strong&gt; COMMON MAN&lt;/strong&gt; - YOU AND ME - One of my friend who is a mumbaikar said "The worst part of this is that we are getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorism, bomb blasts, attacks are becoming integral part of our day to day life.2008 - I just lost the count of how many terrorist attacks happened this year. And it still continues…."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning I was shell shocked to listen to the NEWS and said to my father "What security remains for the common Man today? Anyone can just come in a bike/auto and open a rampage on people and they drop dead before realising what just happened to them or why they are being murdered for" And he said "Who said someone is going to protect you - Everyone is left on their own" He is a person who believes in fate n things - So he said "Whatever is written will happen - That;s it"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder - Why are we becoming used to it? Why do we take these incidents casually? Standing there surviving all the disasters and the continuous lashing of waves can be proud enough for the Rock of Gibraltar! But as Humans, we ought to act someway! Sometime ago - Mumbai was torn to pieces with train blasts and we recovered soon - People helped others - Humanity was proved to be existing in Mumbai -Strangers were welcomed warmly that day and comforted and the city started running again - We boasted that a bomb blast is not going to rip our sould and we stand together whatever happens! Is that the way to do? Are we giving a message saying "Whatever you do we are going to stand united?" Does that mean - They are allowed to blast the whole city and even if two people remain they will help each other?? I understand that we should be bold and we should not crumple and we cannot weep and stand in the same place - Life moves on etc etc - But at the same time should we not be so strong enough in our decision to change the country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the IT industry crisis as example - I am sacked if I dont do my 8 hrs job properly - I am sacked if my manager thinks I am incapable to do the job of writing code/testing a piece of code! I am sacked from the job if at all I commit a mistake which is nowhere related to taking people;s life - I am sacked just because my manager thinks someone else is more capable of me - And he does this for whom? (In Most cases) NOT FOR HIM! For someone who pays him - For the company which gives him his daily bread!!! What does the company want? Profits! And what do they sell? Some product which makes people's life easier! That product is something like a "GOOD TO HAVE" - No one is going to die if that product doesnt reach them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this now - We select someone to RULE US - He is not sacked by us for the next 5 years even if he doesnt do anything -Even if he sits in his A/C room with Z security measures - Even if he earns more money than what he is supposed to do -Even if it means that he is taking all our Income Tax to his home -Even if it means that he is not going to do anything other than releasing press notices and conducting conferences and flying to countries for attending conferences to sign some deadly deal - We dont sack him even if he increases the price of common commodities, even if he increases the price for fuel, food and even TAX! We dont sack him even if we see 100 people dropping dead in front of us - Even if we know that most of the fund foes for our defense system - We dont sack him even if he is accused of Bribe, Murder, Corruption etc! We just speak about and crib about how this country is being cheated and corrupted by politics and politicians ! &lt;strong&gt;We do nothing -WE JUST SPEAK OR WRITE OR BLOG things! (YES - I TOO DO THE SAME!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we have a choice??? Yes - I will write about it later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S&lt;/strong&gt; - I dont apologize for writing this - I am in such a state of mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-246099531593498164?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/246099531593498164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=246099531593498164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/246099531593498164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/246099531593498164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-took-it-again.html' title='Yes - We took it again!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-6144851910132922339</id><published>2008-11-25T16:14:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:13:15.438+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vaaranam Aayiram'/><title type='text'>Vaaranam Aayiram songs!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I have not heard any of the songs from Vaaranam Aayiram - Just ystday a folder of 40 MB made me realise that it had been lying in my hard disk ever since September and for two long months I have hardly noticed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday - As I was bored of all songs in my usual list - I started listening songs which I have heard less and stumbled upon VA folder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris - Can be named 'The Master of Modern Software Industry' - For his Ctrl C + Ctrl V and Reuse of Remakes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has shown his copy cat capability here also - He has copied... Ok Ok... he was inspired by AC/DC (The one I instantly realised). Googling tells me that he has copied &lt;strong&gt;'Nenjukkul Peithidum'&lt;/strong&gt; from some Korean song and '&lt;strong&gt;Mundhinam&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Paarthene'&lt;/strong&gt;  from &lt;strong&gt;Italian or French&lt;/strong&gt; - I heard the song and felt that the starting cords of  &lt;strong&gt;'Mundinam Paarthene' &lt;/strong&gt;was a clear reuse of Rang de Basanthi music - You can't miss the resemblence in the Guitar cords - He has already used them in Unnale Unnale - I think Harris is under 'A.R.Rehman Imperius Curse' - UknowwhatImean :D - And "Ava enna" song starting has resemblence to 'Kulicha Kuthaalam' from Duet (Again - Completely my view - May differ) - I can't classify these ragaas n all  - Probably they share the same raaga or similiar raaga - No idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the songs (Though they are copies/inspirations) - They rock - Atleast the singers who have sung them -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Nenjukkul Peidhidum&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Hariharan&lt;/strong&gt; - Awesome is One word for Hariharan - The way he sings - The way he pronounces some words - 'Ponnvannam soodiya kaarigai - Penne nee kaanchanai" - 'Kaadhal enai ketkavillai - Ketaal athu kaadhal illai' - Just beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt; Mundhinam Paarthene -&lt;/strong&gt; Starts with Surya's voice - Proposing Simran - After seeing the Promos (and how Simran looks) I wonder how someone can say - 'Nee avlo Alagu - Inga ulla evanum ivlo alagaa oru...  Ivlo alaga pathirukamaatanga' :D I know - Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder! :D - But once the song starts you will forget all this - &lt;strong&gt;Naresh Iyer&lt;/strong&gt; has that capability of making you forget who what n why - His voice is the only thing which remains till the song ends - n sometimes even after it is over! Same here - He starts with 'Mundhinam Paarthene' and when he sings - 'Thula thattil unnai vaithu nigar seiya ponnai vaithai - Thulabaaram thorkaadho perazhage' u are in a wonderland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Adiye Kolluthey&lt;/strong&gt; - Hehahuhu - The starting chords amazed me - Man this is a direct RIP from AC/DC - Whatever - &lt;strong&gt;Krish/Benny Dayal&lt;/strong&gt; - One more excellent song - And the female lead voice was different and it said &lt;strong&gt;'Shruthi Hassan'&lt;/strong&gt; in the Label - No wonder - The song has her Extrementals' effect! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Ava Enna Enna&lt;/strong&gt; - Here comes &lt;strong&gt;Karthik&lt;/strong&gt; with a song which is completely opposite of what he has sung all these days - hmmm- Unusual - The music &lt;strong&gt;sometimes&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt sync with the lyrics/his voice and looks as if he is singing completely off beat - (Again - It's just for me - U may have found the song wonderful :D) - I saw the song in YouTube yesterday and understood it comes in a Hysterical situation! No wonder - It sounds so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Yethi Yethi&lt;/strong&gt; - Ada pongada - Karupina sollisai maindhan starts it, I believe! I have not seen it yet - So donno how it's picturised - Weird!!! &lt;strong&gt;Benny Dayal&lt;/strong&gt; -I always wonder how his vocal tissues are still in place!!! He goes amazing pitches or rather screams sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Oh Shanthi - &lt;/strong&gt;S.P.B. Saran - hmmm - Good try after Kaadhal Sadugudu! (this song seems to be an offspring of Nenjukul Peidhidum - huh - That's reuse of reuse of reuse!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Anal Mele&lt;/strong&gt; - Oh Sudha Ragunathan - hmmm - I would like to say 'No Comments' - But just one thing - I JUST HATE THIS SONG - A Pathetic pathos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am yet to see the movie - So donno if Gautham Menon is going to destroy my liking for songs thru his picturisation - Vaseegara, Uyirin Uyire, Uyirile Enathu Uyirile, Unnakul Naane - Oh... He has a history of doing them!!! I just hope it doesnt happen in this film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have seen the movie n liked it, do drop a comment - If u thought it was a disaster - Still drop a line - I could always do with more comments :D hehehehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-6144851910132922339?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6144851910132922339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=6144851910132922339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6144851910132922339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6144851910132922339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/11/vaaranam-aayiram-songs.html' title='Vaaranam Aayiram songs!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8674765216032536933</id><published>2008-10-13T12:51:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:17:07.362+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24/7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>NEWS - NO USE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Situation&lt;/strong&gt; - A Powerful Time Bomb - Which is set to Blast in 5 minutes. Characters - NEWS reporters from some 24/7 channel, The Bomb (Diffuse) SQUAD Guy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS coverage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NewsRep&lt;/strong&gt;: So viewers... As you can see... we are in the very hotspot today... Yes... We are the first people to bring you the live telecast or rather countdown of the time Bomb which was found in 'Phoonk' building... This isolated building which is in the center of this graveyard, is said to be the prime meeting area for all ghosts/spirits... This building has been chosen by the terrorists so that they can destroy all the Indian ghosts/spirits and strengthen their message "Fight for Freedom" in the spirit world! This bomb was found here today by a man called "Babloo" who he came here to render his silent prayers to his dead great great great grandfather!!!! It is still not clear which terrorist gang is responsible for this... And none of them have claimed responsibility for this inhuman act! Remember that we are first ever NEWS channel to enter this graveyard which is some great distance from the city... Please do let us know what you feel about this inhuman act... Email us @ &lt;a href="mailto:bakwaas@24/7bakwaas.com"&gt;bakwaas@24/7bakwaas.com&lt;/a&gt; or sms us at 70053.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can se we have our correspondent Ms.Bhootni there... Bhooo... Can you tell us the situation there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoothni&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank you Aathma... It's indeed a grave situation @ the graveyard... We are counting down to a massive destruction here which is located 100 kms from the city... If this bomb blasts this graveyard will be destroyed completely and we will see a huge re-loss of dead people!&lt;br /&gt;I have with me the head of the DhoomBombSquad - (To the Bomb Squad guy who is busy checking some wirings in the bomb) "Hello Sir... Could you tell us your name please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BombSquadGuy: &lt;/strong&gt;Bhoothnath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo: &lt;/strong&gt;Hello Mr.Boothnath... Welcome to 24/7 Bakwaas... Can you tell us what do you think of the bomb please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BSG&lt;/strong&gt; : Well.. It;s red in color... It has 3 parts... With lots of wires and I think that it looks good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo&lt;/strong&gt;: No No Sir... the power/category of the bomb sir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BSG: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh... that...It seems to be a powerful one with Atom Bomb/Laxmi Crackers combo and the wires you see are from the 10000 wala and it can blast the whole building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boo&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes Viewers... As you listened from Bhoothnath, this is a powerful Bomb... To know more details regarding this you can visit our website @ &lt;a href="http://www.24/7bakwaas.com"&gt;www.24/7bakwaas.com&lt;/a&gt;. Please remember that we are the one and only channel to bring this news to you first... This bomb was planted here sometime before... Mr.Boothnath... Can you just move so that the viewers can get a clear view of the bomb??? yes... Viewers as you can see... There are lot of wires going here n there... Don;t know which wire will diffuse it and which wire will blast it... As you can see, this is the countdown which is showing... welll... wait... It shows just 15 minutes... Mr. Bhoothnath.... But ppl down there told me that we still have 1 hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BSG&lt;/strong&gt; : Yes... We did have when we came here.... But after all these closeups and zooming shots and introductions there are only 15 minutes left!!! Now.. If you can leave me to diffuse it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh.. Ok.. Please proceed... Viewers... Please stay with us while we take you back to the Studios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studios&lt;/strong&gt; - Welcome back to the studios... We are still running a countdown of the bomb in a TICKR @ the bottom of the screen... Please stay with us for more updates... Please do remember that we are the first channel to bring you the live countdown of the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;5 mins passes in advertisements etc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studio : &lt;/strong&gt;Welcome back... You are watching &lt;a href="mailto:Grave@Graveyard"&gt;Grave@Graveyard&lt;/a&gt; with us LIVE here... We will go to Bhootni for more updates... Bhootni... tell us the situation there now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo&lt;/strong&gt; : Thank You Aathma... As you can see we have 5 mintues left for this massive blast... The Bomb squad guys just poured a bucket of water on the bomb and it didn't give any results... The timer is still running as it seems to be a Water Resistant Timer! We have tried cutting the wires in the timer but then it seems to be a a good cable which is resistant to blades! And now the Bomb Squad is trying the final option of burying the bomb underground... As you can see we are going to bury this in the place which was reserved for Mr. Preth who died last night.... But then burying this bomb is more important that burying him!!! The bomb will be buried here and then we will wait till it blasts underground! Back to you Aathma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aa&lt;/strong&gt;: Thank You Bhootni... as you can see the bomb squad is trying all possible efforts to diffuse the bomb but in vain... We have with us here the Bomb Expert Mr. BoomBoom... Mr. Boom Boom... What do you think of this last resort which the BS has come up with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BB&lt;/strong&gt;: I think its a good idea... U can prevent blast causing a huge damage in this case... I am sure if the bomb blasts in the building there is a going to be a huge loss of life AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aa&lt;/strong&gt;: But dont you think this will lead to some earthquake...??&lt;br /&gt;BB: No... Because as we saw, the sand there is pretty soft and moist... So in such cases, the effect &lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt; earthquake is less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aa&lt;/strong&gt;: Do you think this blast underground will bring up some underground dada's to the surface?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BB&lt;/strong&gt;: Highly Possible Scenario... We have to wait n watch... But then one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aa: &lt;/strong&gt;I should interrupt you here sir.. It seems there is some development there in graveyard... Yes. Ms Bhoo Tell us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes... We have buried the bomb underground... And we have precisely 1 minute left... So we will bring you "THE FINAL COUNTDOWN" of one of the nations worst incident ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55 seconds pass... 5...4...3...2...1... Nothing happens...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bhoo&lt;/strong&gt; : Nothing seems to happen underground... There has been no blast... It seems that the bomb has not blasted yet... We will wait for some more time... Back to Studios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aa:&lt;/strong&gt; Meanwhile, please have a recap of what happened from morning (Zoom... Comes the Slide Show with the background of the graveyard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 AM - The bomb was found by Babloo&lt;br /&gt;10:30 - Our team reached there...&lt;br /&gt;10:45 - The Bomb Squad Reached&lt;br /&gt;11:30 - We talked to Graveyard Architects regarding the construction&lt;br /&gt;12:00 PM - We talked to the Anti-Spiritual Group who support this&lt;br /&gt;12:30 - We had a live update from Bomb Squad&lt;br /&gt;1:00 - We had a talk with the relatives of people who are burried there&lt;br /&gt;2:00 - We talked to the Spiritual team who think this is an insult to the dead people who are in PEACE at last&lt;br /&gt;3:00 - We had a live update from the graveyard about the situation&lt;br /&gt;4:00 - We talked to the people and din't allow them to speak more than 1 minute! (Ofcourse our correspondent who hosted the show had her own views... Who'll listen to them if people speak?)&lt;br /&gt;5:00 - We talked to the urban Development Minister asking his views&lt;br /&gt;6:00 - We ran a touching, moving life history of those buried there!!!&lt;br /&gt;8:00 PM - Current state...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewers... There seems to be some activity... A dog which lives in the graveyard seems to have entered the spot and start digging the place where the bomb is buried... The Bomb Squad and others are afraid to go there and shoo it away... The dog seems to have dug deep and it has taken out a bone from that... With the bone comes the bomb... The dog is now trying to seperate the bone from the bomb which seems to be intertwined... The dog is now fiercely biting the bomb and OMG... the bomb has been successfully torn apart and diffused by the DOGGGGG!!! Whatttaaa DAWG IT ISSSS... Indeed... The dog is the hero of the day... It has saved the life and PEACE of hundreds of people who are sleeping there!!! Oh.. There;s our reporter Bhootini trying to take a take an interview of that dog... Bhoo...If possible try to bring that dog to our studios!!!We'll have an interesting chat with it... Viewers... please stay tuned till we have the HERO OF THE DAY WITH US!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S&lt;/strong&gt; : I WAS FED UP WITH THE NEWS (rather nuisance) ON AMITABH/HERNIA/LILAVATHI/66TH BTHDAY/ABDOMINAL PAINS which was overcasted (NOT telecasted) during the weekend!!! Man... NEUJ 24 (News 24) went heights by taking a skeleton of Big B's body and explaining where is stomach and where is the problem and what is Hernia n all... They got in Medical experts and did a Health Program too :D - TO HELL WITH ALL THOSE 24/7's... Can't a man fall sick on his birthday? Doesnt he have rights to have a peaceful medication? WTF!!! Jai Ho Media! n all this not when we were running out of news! We still had people burnt alive, kids stuck in borewell, roads damaged due to rains, Calamities, Bombs, Floods affecting people... But they all had a 2 min coverage where as Big B crumpled with pain (in the stretcher) was in the headlines and major coverage was given to that!!! PATHETIC!&lt;br /&gt;N all these from those who claim to be INDIA'S BEST NEWS CHANNEL! Phew... I really ought to understand what BEST is n most importantly what NEWS is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FWIW&lt;/strong&gt; - Situation inspired - From Phir Bhi Dil hai Hindustani (Sharukh as the media person :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-8674765216032536933?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8674765216032536933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8674765216032536933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8674765216032536933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8674765216032536933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/news-no-use.html' title='NEWS - NO USE!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2552270784821772893</id><published>2008-10-07T13:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:02:22.217+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shankar Mahadevan</title><content type='html'>Shankar Mahadevan - Breathless - That's how this man made his BANG in the music world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his 'Breathless' left the music world and also the listeners breathless! Wowww... what a song that was... I remember watching it when I was in school - in 'The then MTV' - which used to show so many songsssssss!!! When he started the song me n my sis were like - 'Man whattaaaaaaaa voice' and when he ended with a 'Phew' both of us did the same "PHEW" - My sis made sure that she got the cassette of the song from Madurai (yeah... we didnt get such CD's/Cassettes in my native @ those times) the next time she came from Hostel!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there began my Shankar craze... Hindi, Tamil, Telugu, Kannada... Shankar went on expanding his path in the music world and I followed him religiously whereever he went! I dont boast that I am his greatest fan ever and I have bought all his CD's n cassettes or listened all his song renditions!!! But I try my best to be in sync! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Voice - The Soul, The DEPTH, The Clarity, The Warmth, The modulations - Everything which is required is there in him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raaga.com/channels/hindi/moviedetail.asp?mid=V000009"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P47Tv3cANmc"&gt;Watch &lt;/a&gt;to Breathless for example to start with - When he starts with "Koi jo mila tho mujhe" - U can feel the sweetness for the next few lines - When he sings "Jab Koi aaya tha... Nazron me chaaya tha" - U can feel the longing - "Baadal Mein ek chaand chupa hai " - U feel the romance - "Jaisi kahi chaand ki " - U can see the great modulation in his voice in the next few lines!!! One song - less than 3 minutes - And He expresses all that it possible! :) I can go on n on n on... But why to rant when his music speaks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he as a Music Director - The &lt;a href="http://www.shankarehsaanloy.com/"&gt;'Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy'&lt;/a&gt; factor - Just Awesome I would say -Right from Dus, Rockford, Mission Kashmir, Dil Chahtha Hai, Kuch Naa Kaho(This movie sucks big time - But songs are JUST DAMN GOOD) Kal Ho Naa Ho, Lakshya, Kyun Ho Gaya Naa (Same as KNK), Bunty Aur Bubli, KANK(The music in the film is one thing which made me feel 100 bucks spent for the movie ticket is worth soemthing - Otherwise the movie was a DISASTER), DON(Voha.. How can u forget - Main Hoon Don n Aaj Ki raaattttt), Taare Zameen Par (Movie or Music - I cannot see/listen one without the other), AND AND AND - &lt;a href="http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on.html"&gt;ROCK ON &lt;/a&gt;- Farhan's Voice and Their Music - DOES THE MAGIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they are stepping into Tamil industry with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yavarum_Nalam"&gt;Yaavarum Nalam/13-B&lt;/a&gt;... I am eagerly waiting for it... Come on.. Istart the MUJIKKKKK... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : This post was written in an Excited State of Mind, after listening to Shankar's song continuously... So it may appear insane to ppl :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2552270784821772893?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2552270784821772893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2552270784821772893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2552270784821772893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2552270784821772893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/10/shankar-mahadevan.html' title='Shankar Mahadevan'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2923029512246071487</id><published>2008-09-30T23:28:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:56:10.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl Thing... :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*********************************************************** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some day - Time - 12.30 PM - Friends Chatting thru GTALK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hey - What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Nothing much... getting bored... How abt u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Was damn busy till now... Just got free... So how's the day going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Lull... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hmmm... BTW... Today is my bthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - OH God!!!! How did I miss it... Am so sorry... Many Happy Returns of the day - (Composes a bthday mail with an e-greeting card and sends it...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hey thanks!!! Chalo... leaving for lunch... Catch you later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Girl - Sure... Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some other day - Time 12:30 PM - Friends in GTALK...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hey What's up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Hi... Work is going on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - So... How are things at your end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - hmmm Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - What else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Nothing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Nothing??? n u? Impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - U never run out of things right? I mean... U have some or the other thing to chat about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Are u alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - But you dont sound so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Now definetly there is something wrong... Come on Speak Up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hullo... I know... Come on now... Tell me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - What should I tell to that Friend who doesn't remember my bthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Gosh... It's DD/MM.. It's u r bthday today??? Ooops... Happy Bthday... :) Sorry that slipped my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Yeah Yeah... I know... U have important things and people to remember... Why are you going to remember me n my bthday?? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hey come on... Nothing like that... U know right... Am bad in remembering these dates... I often forget my own bthday... It's my Mom who reminds me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Come on... I said Sorry right... Will make sure to remember your bthday from next time onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - huh.. Last time also u said the same thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Uh Oh.. Just a min.. Will set a reminder in my calender for next year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - I'll suggest a better option... I will send u a mail one day before my bthday n remind u... What say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hey really??? That's a cool idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Whatttttttttt???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Hehehehe... Just joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Yeah... I am joke for u right... I know... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - Come on now - U know u are a good friend of mine... Even though I dont remember all these days/dates, I always wish the best for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Ok OK.. enuf of all these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - I am serious... I mean it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Ok... Ok... Enuffffffff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - hmmm... So not leaving for Lunch?(Finally happy that she is ok and wants to change topic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl - Yeah... Am leaving for lunch... Seeya later... But I will remember that u didnt wish for my bthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guy - HUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2923029512246071487?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2923029512246071487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2923029512246071487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2923029512246071487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2923029512246071487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-girl-thing-d.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl Thing... :D'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2169450409958759752</id><published>2008-09-30T15:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:19:41.973+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incomplete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>Published Drafts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had Nothing to do... Din't feel like writing anything either... Logged in here and found that quite a few posts have been saved as Drafts for a long time now... So thought of just posting them as they are - "INCOMPLETE n RAW" :D - Read at your own risk - As always :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Date - 07/02/08 - Saying Goodbye - Now how tough is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro - FWIW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Many friends I make!&lt;br /&gt;Many hands I shake!&lt;br /&gt;Best of them is Few!&lt;br /&gt;One of them is You!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you stay near!&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah... I know... A cheesy SMS! Which you get as a daily FWD on some frnds day/frndship day/bthday/some day! Why this hit me today?? The sender's name and the last two lines of the SMS! It was from a friend of mine with whom I have hardly been in touch with... And the last two lines - which will never suit us! Coz we have been working together for a very short span of time... hardly for an year or so in Chennai... After that I have never seen her/mailed her!&lt;br /&gt;Also... Couple of incidents which happened recently kindled my thoughts on Biding Farewell/Parting a dear one/friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying Goodbye has never been so tough for me! I am not too much onto the emotional side... I don't need a shoulder or napkin when someone leaves me/I leave someone! Usually after a family get-together/functions or after summer holidays at grand parents place/uncle's place, the situation gets worse!!! At Railway Station... Don't ask...!!! My mom... the first victim of emotional breakdown... She usually starts crying! Followed by my GMOM/Aunt/Sis... And I stand there looking at them with an impassive face! If I laugh at them I know I'll be cornered later :P!!! And I know that the worse part comes after that! Once the train starts moving Mom will turn to me and say "How can you be so stone hearted... Don't you feel sad that you are departing from them... Don't you have any emotions?" Well... An Honest answer is "Yes... But NO"!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;காற்றின் பேரிசையும், மழை பாடும் பாடல்களும்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு மௌனம் போல் இன்பம் தருமோ...&lt;br /&gt;கோடி கீர்த்தனமும் , கவி கோர்த்த வார்த்தைகளும்&lt;br /&gt;துளி கண்ணீர் போல் அர்த்தம் தருமோ!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful n Well Said... But that's not always!!! I prefer silence... But not tears!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date - 24/04/08 - Misc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honestly... It has been a completelyyyy boring March and a sick April till now... Nothing interesting happening in life which is worth blogging! And this is the time of the year when I feel low and sick to be here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Date - 06/05/08 - The Namesake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I picked up the book on a Simmering Hyderabadi Morning from a busy, jammed, noisy Koti Road-side Book Market ... did I anticipate that the book would have such adverse effects on me??? Never!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Namesake... I also bought it for a namesake... To be honest... Basically it was the movie which was hyped so much + Tabu/Irfaan on the Book cover with a name "Jhumpa Lahiri" as the X-Factor made me buy the book... And do I repent going by the looks??? Well... That's something to ponder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book starts with an expectant mother, Ashima, getting admitted in hospital and Ashoke (why that 'e' - The Bengali touch???) Ganguli her husband who's working in MIT is with her in hospital... Though their marriage in Calcutta is described briefly it doesn't capture the mind... Ashima's early days in US are beautifully portrayed! The way she feels about US hospitals, their mechanical life and the way she adapts herself is all excellent... Sadly.. that's the only thing excellent about the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashima... The only person who captured my mind in the whole book... Her early days in US... Having lived in and loved a crowded and old city like Kolkata, her days in Boston, Massachusetts end up like a water drop on Lotus! She seems to have lived a life about which she is neither proud of nor satisfied... Her children grow up as typical Desi Kids! They too never understand her and they are lost in their own world of adolosense and misery! She lives a life which she doesn't care about too much and one can feel the melancholy which floats right from her introduction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashoke Ganguli... Somehow I felt that... he had an aura of a Chauvenist.. He is portrayed as a husband who never understood his wife, never was with her in her low times, din't empathize her and the list goes on... And he dies too early leaving her alone forever!&lt;br /&gt;Gogol Ganguli aka Nikhil - The Namesake hero... I felt the most confused, contaminated Desi Kid who has the idea of sleeping with every woman whom he gets aquainted with... His base character has not been defined too well to be received gladly by the readers! He neither has guts nor he is intelligent enuf to succeed in life... On the whole he is a Lousy Loser!&lt;br /&gt;One strinking truth and the brutal truth will hit you when you read this book.. Money and the NRI status doesn't often gives u everything in life... Relations, Friendship, Companionship and the very basic ideas and principles of life go for a toss!!! We can neither change to the Culture which prevails in US nor we can leave our so-called Rich Culture of India and we are often left in No-Man's Land!&lt;br /&gt;I felt, I can never settle in US specially after reading this book... The things which hit me badly...&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashima's father dies... She is in Boston... and the news reaches her after he is cremated. That father for whom she had been a princess, that father who was her soul, life, friend, philosopher and guide, inspiration for her life... He had gone for ever and she doesn;t even get to see his face... Similiar ways, many of their relations pass away and all they can do is sit in a dark room and cry or remember them!&lt;br /&gt;2. The lack of life! Money... U get that in exchange of all your happiness, soul and life!&lt;br /&gt;3. The gap between relations. Husband doesn't have time for wife.. Kids don't understand what motherly love is.. Why is father upset about he/she getting a girl/boy friend at the age of 12? The son gets his hair coloured and his nose pierced and the daughter smokes and gets her boy hair-cut and her navel pierced and why is Old Mom so upset about this? What's the big deal dude? Get a Chill-Pill... hmmm... Rugged Jeans and Funky Cut is Cool... Beer and Wine are desi's best friends... Boozing and Late night parties are birth-rights and Being Virgin is the most awful thing one can ever imagine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date - 22/09/08 - Change oooo lalala... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone said - "Why don't you post something short n sweet? Looking at the length of your post, I lose interest to read it"... hmmm.. Well.. Size does matter! In blogs tooo - ;-) N people dont have time to read a foot long post! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well.. When I started this post I thought for a change - It should be short, sweet, crispy, adorable, capsule, etc etc (I know - How Ironical) - And so I'll just write the answer what I WANTED TO give to that person - "I don't write to become JKR! I write what I feel I should!!! So if you have a problem - Just SKIP THE PAGE MAN! " :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date - 24/09/08 - Thozhiya En Kaadhaliya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Thozhiya En Kaadhaliya Yaaradi ne Penne..." - Kadhalil Vizhunden Song&lt;br /&gt;"So When do you know it's love" - JTYJN TagLine&lt;br /&gt;"Kya ek ladka aur Ladki kabhi dosth nahi ho sakthey hai" - Infinite Bollywood Flicks...&lt;br /&gt;"Pyaar Kya hai? Pyaar Dosthi hai - Jo meri best Frnd nahi ban sakthi - blah blah blah" - KKHH&lt;br /&gt;And why all this confusion? Can't a guy make out that the girl whom he is 'friendly' with is in love with him/not? Can't a girl, looking at a guy's behavior learn if he had fallen for her? BULLSHIT I say!!!&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to the song "Thozhiya En Kadhaliya" from the much hyped "Naaku Mukka" movie "Kadhalil Vizhunthen" - காதலில் விழுந்தேன் (Fell in Love :D)... Infact I was fed up of Naaku Mukka to an extent that I heard all songs from the movie other than "Naaku Mukka"&lt;br /&gt;Anyways - Here goes the starting Lyrics... And the song is available for download in some MP3 sites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தோழியா என் காதலியா யாரடி என் கண்ணே&lt;br /&gt;மடி மீது தூங்க சொல்கிறாய்...&lt;br /&gt;தோள் மீது சாய்ந்து கொள்கிறாய்...&lt;br /&gt;நெருங்கி வந்தால் நண்பன் என்கிறாய்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship - Discussed @ everyother Pattimandram/Aratai Arangam n many other Talk Shows!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think every boy/girl will know when someone who is close to them falls for them - It's just that they choose to ignore that fact and try to be 'Friendly' as always - Hoping some or the other day the other person will open up their heart(Open heart Surgery??)! Some of those Murali (Ref - 90's Murali Movies) cases end up being "Friends" forever!!! (Bakra's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now - No More Drafts!!! DELETE ALL :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6856742083829268197-2169450409958759752?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2169450409958759752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2169450409958759752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2169450409958759752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2169450409958759752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/published-drafts.html' title='Published Drafts!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-2218047891574222436</id><published>2008-09-24T13:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:44:45.475+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life as it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6:30 AM - Wake Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7:00 AM - Morning Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:00 AM - Return Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:30 AM - Bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9:15 AM - Start to office (After a hurried Breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9:35 AM - Enter Office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9:45 AM - Check/Reply Mails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10:00 AM - Wait for the trainer of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12:00 PM - Training over - Time for hands-on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1:00 PM - Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1:30 PM - Log in and resume hands-on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3:00 PM - Start browsing - Blogs, News, Reviews, Mails, chat n Wait for 5 PM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5:00 PM - Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6:00 PM - Leave office!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7:30 PM - Reach Home (After meeting frnds/having panipuri/samosa chaat with them :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:00 PM - Fresh up n Read Sherlock Holmes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:30 PM - Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8:45 PM - Resume Read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9:00 PM - Clean the kitchen and the dining table (after Amma's continuous calls/requests/yells to clean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9:30 PM - Resume Read throwing irritated looks @ Amma n Paati for watching the Megaaaaaaaaaaaaa Serials...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10:30 PM - Connect to www and start aimless browsing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11:30 PM -12:00 AM -Sleep!!!!&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;And I still exist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-2218047891574222436?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/2218047891574222436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=2218047891574222436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2218047891574222436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/2218047891574222436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life as it is...'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-1373558025856792548</id><published>2008-09-23T13:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:37:57.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is Boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup... As of now everything is!!! :( New Place, New Job, New Faces, New Environment... Everything SUCKS big time!!!&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 wanted to write something here today... But decided against it... Coz - There was nothing to write :( - BLANK MIND!!!&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;Read some 15+ blogs - Thinking, I would get a spark from atleast one of them - Ended up commenting on all those blogs and still sitting here without knowing what to write!&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;Need a BREAK.... NEED A GODDAMN BREAKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!&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;PEACEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-1373558025856792548?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/1373558025856792548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=1373558025856792548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/1373558025856792548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/1373558025856792548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-boring.html' title='Life is Boring!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-7284699539918278621</id><published>2008-09-02T15:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:48:03.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Rock On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock On... Zindagi Millegi Na Dobaara...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... It was a movie which was hyped like that! :) Mile naa Dobaara... So.. Me n PJ decided to book the tickets! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PJ was just back from UK n I was all set for a job change.. So we thght... we need a break n we decided to watch ROCK ON!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was late when we started... And when we reached the theater and entered Screen 3, it was 6:45 - 1/2 hr late for the movie!!! I'll talk here abt the songs of the movie... As such.. there are only songs which we can talk abt... The story is a plain vanilla strip... 4 friends - Music band - Ego clashes - Get seperated - Reunite and come together for a final bang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We entered for the song - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meri Laundry Ka Ek Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Which was an awesome number to start our fun with Rock On... The beat, The string, the keybord - The lead singer Farhan... Oops... too hot to handle!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Farhan has sung all the songs... I think the first of it's kind for an debutant actor to handle all songs!!! And all of them are just awesome (Though PJ felt all songs sounded similiar :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kaise Bhuloon Saatva Jo Din Aaya... Kisi Ne Tumse Ek Party Mein Milwaaya... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaisa Pal Tha Jis Pal Maine Tumko Pehli Baar Dekha Tha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hum Jo Mile Pehli Baar Maine Jaana.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kya Hai PyaarMaine Hosh Bhi Khoya Dil Bhi Khoya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kabhi Khud Pe Hansa Main, Aur Kabhi Khud Pe Roya"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next was a melody - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeh tumhaari Meri baatein -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a melody which had a South Indian Musical starting touch (also some notes, for me, sounded similiar to &lt;strong&gt;In Dino&lt;/strong&gt; - Life in a  Metro)... Normal song... Nothing great... But it was good to hear a melody in the movie!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeh Tumhari Meri Baathein, Hamesha Yuhin... Chalti Rahe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeh Hamari Mulakate, Hamesha Yuhin... Chalti Rahe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beete Yuhin Apne Saare Din Raaat Baaton Se Nikalti Rahe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nayi Baaat Phir Wahin Baathein Leke Geet Koi... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hum Likhe..Jo Dil Ko Haan Sab Ke Dil Ko.. Chu Le..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baathein Suron Mein Yuhin Pighalti Rahen..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baathein Geeton Mein Yuhin Dalti Rahen..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then there was one more melody...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Tum Ho tho, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which was dedicated to his GF turned wife by Arjun Rampal! It was just a short song which went like this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tum ho tho... Gaatha hai Dil...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tum Nahi...Tho geeth kahaan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tum ho tho...Hai sab haasil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tum nahi... Tho kya hai yahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tum ho tho hai.. Sapnon ke jaisa hasin.. ek samaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo tum ho tho... Yeh Lagtha hai... Ke mil gayi har kushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jo tum na ho... Yeh lagtha hai ke har kushi mein hai kami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tum ko hai maangthi... Yeh Zindagiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This song also comes @ the end of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinbad - The Sailor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The one song which I just loveddddddddddddddd!!! This speaks abt how Sindbad inspite of all discouragement went ahead and pursued his dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sindbad The Sailor Ek Jahaaz Mein Jab Chala... Mere Yaar Sunlo Sunlo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doondh Raha Tha Ek Naye Duniya Ka Pata... Mere Yaar Sunlo Sunlo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O O.. Anjaane Raahon Mein Tha.. o o.., O O.. Lehron Ki Baahon Mein Tha.. o o..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sab Ne Kaha Tha In Samandaron Mein Jaana Nahin... Mere Yaar Sunlo Sunlo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khwaabon Ke Peeche Jaake Kuch Bhi Hai Paana Nahin... Mere Yaar Sunlo Sunlo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O O.. Apni Hi Dhun Mein Raha.. o o.., O O.. Suntata Dil Ka Kahaan o o..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us Ke The Jo Sapne Wohin Us Ke The Apne, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aisa Tha Sindbad The Sailor Sailor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us Ke The Jo Sapne Wohin Us Ke The Apne, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aisa Tha Sindbad The Sailor Sailor"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There were couple of songs which we missed - But I watched them thanks to youtube.com and listened thanks to bollyfm.net. One was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rock On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; theme song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Dil Kya Kehta Hai Mera Kya Main Bataoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tum Ye Samjhoge Shayad Main Pagal Hoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dil Karta Hai Tv Tower Pe Main Chadd Jaoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chilla Chilla Ke Main Ye Sabse Kehdoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rock On… Hai Ye Waqt Ka Ishaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rock On… Har Lamha Pukaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rock On… Yuhin Dekhta Hai Kya Tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rock On… Zindagi Millegi Na Dobaara..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One awesome song... Enjoy Life - That was the message which they wanted to say thru this song!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there was one - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Socha Hai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; song - Asks ppl to rethink about why things are the wya they are :D (No.. No.. Not at all Out of Box thinking.. This is something more than that! :P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Aasma Hai Neela Kyun, Paani Geela Geela Kyun Gol Kyun Hai Zameen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silk Mein Hai Narmi Kyun Aag Mein Hai Garmi Kyun, Do Aur Do Paanch Kyun Nahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pedd Ho Gaye Kum Kyun, Teen Hain Ye Mausam Kyun Chaand Do Kyun Nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duniya Mein Hai Jung Kyun Behta Laal Rang Kyun, Sarhaden Hain Kyun Har Kahin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Socha Hai... Yeh Tumne Kya Kabhi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Socha Hai... Ki Hain Yeh Kya Sabhi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Socha Hai... Socha Nahi To Socho Abhi..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Phir Dekhiye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one song... Which is reallllllllllllllly slow soft n melodious... n says... Keep up the spirits... Dream n have faith on life... Then see the Difference :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Aankhon Mein Jis Ke...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koi To Khwaaab Hai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khush hai Wahi Jo... Thoda Betaaab Hai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zindagi Mein Koi Arzooo Kijiye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phir Dekhiye ……"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And finally there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zehreelay Zehreelay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; - Which I hate to listen mainly due to the loud beginning notes... I have not listened to it yet!!! I don't think I will ever listen to it having such beautiful options in my Juke Box! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;N finally - If you have not watched the movie - Book your tickets now... Watch the Movie for it's Music... It's really worth!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&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/6856742083829268197-7284699539918278621?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7284699539918278621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=7284699539918278621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7284699539918278621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7284699539918278621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on.html' title='Rock On...'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-6472776929343522919</id><published>2008-05-15T15:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:56:16.331+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facts'/><title type='text'>Factags! :-)</title><content type='html'>Ok... Lalitha has tagged me and thanks to her for giving me one more oppurtunity for my self dubba... :D Ppl who already know me in and out(or those who think they do)... Please DO READ IT... &lt;em&gt;I still have somethings(if not all) in life which only I know!!! :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give a background of tagging - Straight from Lalli's Blog - &lt;em&gt;In the 8 Facts about Yourself, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. Then at the end you tag at least 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Here are the rules.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Fa(c)ts ;-) (Or Kozhuppu as u call it in Tamil :P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Change - &lt;/strong&gt;I was selected for the group dance when I was in U.K.G, just because, my sister who happened to be an year elder to me, student of the same school, was excellent when it came to extra curriculars!!! She had impressed all my teachers with her shrewdness and her extraordinary talents (dancing/singing/painting) right from her LKG!!! And my teachers thought I would have atleast 1/2 of her talent (I know.. I know... How foolish to think of me like that???) I did my best as a 5 year kid to dance and remember the movements... And on the D-Day, when I was on the stage with a bright colored dress, chamki makeup and some rings in hand (property round :P) with the neon and other disco lights shining on my face, all I could see was pitch dark foreground... It was a open ground and it was 8 PM - pretty dark when my dance began and I was not able to see the audience (ofcourse... the light blinds you and as a 5 year kid I was not able to understand it...) The song began... "Chinna Kuyil Paadum Paatu Kekuthaaaaaaaaaaaa..." and all what others in stage heard was my scream "AMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"!!! I was running down the stairs and my parents were shocked at my behavior!!! My sis who was just standing near to the stage to see me perform was immediate to react and tried to send me again... I pushed her aside and kept running... And this was a lesson to my parents and teachers who never pushed me for any performance after that day! :D Only after stepping into college I gave up this stage fear and rocked (sometimes smashed :P) all stage shows! Till date whenever I say I have a presentation/ meeting/ performance at office my parents and sister quote the UKG incident and used to wonder "Epadiiii iruntha nee ipdi aaita" :D (Kya se kya hogayiiiiiii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Means... Am not the same always and I don't stay in a Nut Shell... I change with changing situations though it takes time (Yeah... sometime 17 years :P)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Determination (To achieve/take revenge ;))&lt;/strong&gt; It was when I was in 5th standard and Maths was my COLD FAV subject... As in.. whenever there was a Maths Exam I used to get cold, cough, fever or some health disorder which can range from normal to extreme (Head aches, Stomach Aches, Heart Aches ;-))... Whenever my time table for exam comes my father used to say "Enna ma 12th anniku Maths a? Anniku nenju vali vandhidume" :P I had an aversion for Maths! My mom being a Post Graduate in Mathematics tried her best to make me understand all those reciprocations, denominations, exchanges and all those in 5th std Maths book!!! I would understand all when she explains me and when I get the question paper in hand I used to forget everything or panic too much and make some silly-to-catastrophic mistakes! It so happened that during one such monthly test I had secured 35/100 which is the "Just Pass" mark as we used to call it!!! My Maths teacher was a Maths Maniac and she considered 50/100 also as failures! She used to think that (or still thinks that) Maths is the best which has ever happened to/found by man kind and those who cannot understand, appreciate and excel it are SINNERS and the most ill-fated people. She made all those who secured below 50 (That comprised of studs who have failed and passed) to stand in a row in front of the class and she was lecturing about the importance of Maths and how we should be concentrating better on Maths and try to improve our knowledge. My sister who happened to be in the same school passed by my classroom at that time, saw me standing in the front with a group of 10-15 girls thought that I had failed in Maths (she knew that I was poor in Maths and that time I had informed that my Maths paper went badly thinking that informing prior at home will do good when report card comes in hand). Once the school was over, when my mom came to pick us up, my sister went and filled my mom that I had miserably failed in Maths and my teacher had given me punishment to kneel down in front of the class and when also that she saw me crying pathetically (Yeah... All Extra stuff to make the story more realistic and believable) I also joined them and my mom didn't ask me anything till reaching home... After reaching home she asked for my test note. I searched the bag and told I forgot it in class room (I really did since I kept it in my desk and later forgot to take it while coming home). Since my mom had already got an update from my sis that I failed she was so angry and started scolding me for failing in Maths! I told her that I got 35 which is just pass. My mom was not ready to believe me and said... "U didn't bring the test note and you where kneeling and crying in front of the class.. are u not ashamed to do so? Is this why I stretch so much for you during exams? I study all your portions and make you do every sum in the book and I give my life everytime you have a Maths exam and is this what you can do? Blah blah blah blah blah..." Whatever I told that day went in vain... At one point I decided to go back to school which was nearly 20 mins from home and get back the note and show it to her. I could persuade my uncle (who always supports me) to come with me. Me and my uncle went to the school, took my note back and by the time I came home my dad had also come and he got an update from my Mom regarding my Maths triumph! My mom was very angry that I am the first to fail in the whole family! (When I saw Taare Zameen Par... I exactly knew what Ishaan felt when his parents scream at him for marks :D) When I showed the note my mom's the anger din't come beoz it was not 100/100 but just 35/100! And that day my dad did what he had never done before... He just said "It's Ok... Study well next time..." Oh Yeahh... He was not angry and he didn't scold me... That made me feel worse... Even if he would have scolded me I would have felt happy :P. He just said... "You know how about us... You know what marks we want... And you also know what you need to do for it... Just do it..." And from that day... I never scored less than 90 in Maths... (Yeah... Yeah... Not 100... since Maths somehow never interested me! :P) And that continued till I completed my M.S!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which proves... When ppl do the unexpected things (like my father who is very short tempered doesn't shout at me), I am dumb struck and do not know what to do and I too do the unexpected (Get good marks in Maths :P) Jokes apart... I understand Ahimsa better than Himsa and I am serious when it comes to determination! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;strong&gt;Age&lt;/strong&gt; - 16 - &lt;strong&gt;Location&lt;/strong&gt; - Indian Bank Apartments - Mulund (W), Mumbai - &lt;strong&gt;Situation&lt;/strong&gt; - Badminton Doubles Match - &lt;strong&gt;Team Partner&lt;/strong&gt; - The Apartment Badminton Champion ... &lt;strong&gt;Points&lt;/strong&gt; - 10/12... We are in 12 and our opponent team are in 10... They serve and I miss the shot and hit the cork on the net... &lt;strong&gt;Team Partner - The Champion&lt;/strong&gt; is tensed and he screams at me "If you can't even take a service why do you come to play? Better go and sit and watch the game... I can play and win it myself" Tears show up in my eyes because the whole apartment gang is laughing at me for leaving a simple serve... I just stand there in the court and I keep seeing that my team partner breaks the opponent's serve, wins the serve, the match and the so called "Tournament" championship for the nth time in row... He comes to me and says "You have to improve a lot...I am arrogant in the court... I want to win... So better get used to it if you want to be in my team"! I just nod and turn away... The next year... Same place... same location... same match... Only difference.. I am in the opposite team with my sister and we are playing against the same champ and his new team mate... And after a tough game we win the championship this time... I go to him and say "Thanks for the advice last time.. Hope I have improved and get used to lose if you are gonna play me"!!! He is DUMB STRUCK and I go home with the trophy!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;Which proves - No No.. You are wrong... This is not a movie and I am not a heroine to win a thimir piducha villain n still be calm, composed and humble!!! This just proves that "I like revenge and if you insult me in front of all be sure that you will be insulted in a better way in front of the same ppl" ;-) If he would not have shouted on me/advised me to improve in a better way... I would have tried to improve myself and play with him in the next match and win him the championship.. Since he insulted me... I did what I thought was correct... I never forgive... AND NEVER FORGET :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;3. I love thriller/horror movies and I am scared of them at the same time.. I still have this habit of watching horror movies late at night with my face covered with my hands when some horror scene comes... I peep through the small gap between fingers and watch the scene.. My father says "Why do you watch the movie like that? Better switch it off or watch something else..." But No... My love for horror movies doesn;t allow me to do so... Be it Omen, SAW, Jenma Natchathiram or Vaasthu Saashtra I love them and I am scared of them at the same time... And... I belive in Ghosts/Bhooth/Spirits stuff n all.. Though I believe that they won't show up in horrible faces/yucky masked makeup as shown in movies I do believe that they exist in some form/shape!!! I get Ghost dreams sometimes ... Specially after reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows I had a dream that the "Dementors" have become ghosts and are coming after me and I screamed in my sleep ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK - Well I am... I cannot stay/enter into a room which is dark or I cannot stay alone at home! Somehow closed houses and rooms haunt me and I do not/cannot sleep without the night bulb switched on! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;5. I love singing and I have been singing right from my childhood... My mom thought I can be a "Sudha Ragunathan" one day and enrolled me in music class... I went for it religiously and learnt all the keerthanais and varnams taught to me... One day I declared I am not going to Music class since I do not have time. The real reason was my friend who accompanied me to the class went to other place due to her dad's transfer and I lost her company in music class... My mom tried to persuade me but failed as usual :P... She then opted an other idea for strenthening my bond with music... She made me sing in all local temple festivals, navarathris, at home when some guests visit us or when she felt that it has been a long time that I touched my music note... Thanks to her... I am still in touch with it... :-) Today I sing all Sadhana, Chithra, Jeyashree, Asha Bonsle, Alka Yagnik, Shreya Ghoshal songs, but sadly,she is not interested in all that :D She wanted me to be one most sought after December Season Carnatic singer and I couldn;t live up to that expectations! :-) This is one thing I feel, I could have done for my mom, but in which I miserably failed due to my laziness or whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;6. Many people think that I am bubbly, always active, energetic girl who loves to do things differently. When someone says that now... I just smile... The truth is ... I didn't have friends till my 10th class... I used to be very calm, quiet and people used to say "I live and let live"... I used to answer people when they asked me something and speak very little during some discussions... Somehow I liked being calm and serene... I hate crowded places and crowd as such! So I used to have all my time for myself! I stepped into college and some gyaan was showered on me by God or the calm bhooth which was on me fled past from me! I became the most talkative person one have ever come across!!! I got loads of friends and till date I can never be calm even for a minute!!! I am still not able to figure out what changed me!!! Recently one of my friends quoted that when he saw "Geet (Kareena Kapoor)" in Jab We Met he was reminded of me... Believe it or not... When I saw the movie even I felt... Oh Yeah.. Sometimes I speak too much like her (But not always haan... :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;7. I am too stubborn!!! And I am practical. This combo proves deadly sometimes that I end up in trouble for being too stubborn and too practical... I am taken as a hard hearted person who doesnt have any emotions and the one who can never understand other's feelings and emotions!!! And somehow all my friends choose me for telling their sad stories of their boy friend/girl friend ditching them or their tough times with their managers/sub-ordinates! I just can't understand them sometimes when they cry for a girl/guy ditching them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; I still have not figured out how to be more convincing, pleasing and consoling when someone comes to me with a ditched story! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;8. Finally... I still do have some positive qualities other than the negatives mentioned above :P And since that my people have started looking out for my matri luck... "Guys - if you are 6' and above... I am Single and Ready to Mingle!!! Do send your horror-scopes... hehehehehehehehe ;-)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;And I am gonna Tag "&lt;a href="http://adamdiaries.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jagan&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://firabhi-cutcopyandpaste.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abhjit&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://vettikirukals.blogspot.com/"&gt;Krishna&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/6856742083829268197-6472776929343522919?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6472776929343522919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=6472776929343522919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6472776929343522919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6472776929343522919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/05/factags.html' title='Factags! :-)'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-7642450237873910284</id><published>2008-05-13T18:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:27:27.977+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhaam Dhoom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Yaaro Manadhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ystday while browsing thru the channels at the rate of 20 channels/minute, came across SS music casting New Movie Trailers ... Remote just stopped for a second seeing Kangana Ranaut in Saree &amp;amp; that too in a village background! Aaah... One more Mumbai entry in Kollywood I thought... It was a long trailer with Jayam Ravi running from one corner of the screen to other most of the times and Lakshmi Rai in the most decent outfit I have ever seen her in! I was amazed to see some good backdrops and wonderful photography! 3 minutes trailer will some names like Thotta Tharani, Harris Jeyaraj, V T Vijayan... And no movie name yet...&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;Then came a booming Bombay Jeyashree voice! Typical Harris and Jeyashree Combo, I thought initially... But that song caught my attention... And with that ended the trailer with the movie name "Dhaam Dhoom"!!! Movie started by late director Jeeva finished by his wife Aneez and his Guru P.C.Sriram. No wonder... Scenes were so colorful and shot in exotic locations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First thing today morning... Searched for the song by Bombay Jeyashree... Downloaded it from tamilmp3world.com (Anti-Piracy ppl - Take a walk)! And... It has been haunting me from morning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;வலியே என் உயிர் வலியே... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நீ உலவுகிறாய் என் விழி வழியே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;சகியே என் இளம் சகியே உன் நினைவுகளால் நீ துரத்துறியே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மதியே என் முழு மதியே வெண்பகல் இரவாய் நீ படுத்துறியே... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நதியே என் இளம் நதியே உன் அலைகளினால் நீ உரசுறியே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;யாரோ மனதிலே... ஏனோ கனவிலே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நீயா உயிரிலே... தீயா தெரியலே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;காற்று வந்து மூங்கில் என்னை பாட சொல்கின்றதோ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மூங்கிலுக்குள் வார்த்தை இல்லை ஊமை ஆகின்றதோ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மனம் மனம் எங்கிலும் ஏதோ கனம் கனம் ஆனதே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;தினம் தினம் நியாபகம் வந்து ரணம் ரணம் தந்ததே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;அலைகளின் ஓசையில் கிளிஞ்சலாய் வாழ்கிறேன்... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நீயோ... முழுமையாய்... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நானோ ... வெறுமையாய் ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நாமோ இனி சேருமா?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மிக மிக கூர்மையாய் என்னை ரசித்தது உன் கண்கள் தான்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மிருதுவாய் பேசியே என்னுள் வசித்தது உன் வார்த்தை தான்... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;கண்களை காணவே இமைகளே மறுப்பதா? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;வெண்ணீர் வெண்ணிலா....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;கண்ணீர் கண்ணிலா?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;நானும் வெறும் கானலா???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*********&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;Not that it is the greatest song I have ever heard... Not that it is Bombay Jeyashree's best ever... And lyrics - Very ordinary and plain... But this song makes me listen to it again and again! &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;Why??? Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaro Manadhile??? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-7642450237873910284?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/7642450237873910284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=7642450237873910284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7642450237873910284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/7642450237873910284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/05/yaaro-manadhile.html' title='Yaaro Manadhile...'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8040235770388811889</id><published>2008-03-05T16:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:10:38.461+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jodhaa Akbar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a busy February and towards the EOM, I could free myself for a movie/some good books! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jodhaa Akbar...&lt;/strong&gt;&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... Must say... A lonnnnnng wait... Right from the day Ashutosh Gowariker announced this movie... With my fav star cast &amp;amp; group! &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hrithik, Sonu Sood, Ash, A.R.Rehman, Javed Akhtar, Ashutosh Gowariker&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.. Wow... I had a strong opinion that this movie was going to be great!!!&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;&lt;strong&gt;Hrithik&lt;/strong&gt;- My all time Fav... Right from his KNPH, he has proved him many times as a Romantic Choc boy, Action Hero, Terrorist, A Super Hero and above all an excellent actor who can take up any roles... Just compare his roles as "Rohan" in Koi Mil Gaya and "Krishna" in Krissh... I mean... Whattttaa difference!!!&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;&lt;strong&gt;A.R.Rehman&lt;/strong&gt; - The man who needs no introduction in the World of Music! International, National, Spiritual... This man just rocks the Music field! He composing Music for an historical Love story... Wow... Yummy Treat!!!&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;And &lt;strong&gt;Ashutosh Gowariker&lt;/strong&gt; - I was in complete love with both his movies! &lt;strong&gt;Lagaan and Swades&lt;/strong&gt;! Both delivered a very strong meaning in just simple terms within 3 hours! Now that's not the first time that someone had done it... But for once the movie was a complete "no nonsense" bollywood film! The screenplay was so excellent, Songs placed in correct location in the script, no dance with flashy costumes on some foreign roads and gully's, no nonsense love scenes, no such factor which hindered the flow of the film... In short - The movie said what it wanted to in a simple way!&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;So.. Coming to &lt;strong&gt;Jodhaa Akbar&lt;/strong&gt; - The movie was termed as an "&lt;strong&gt;Eternal Love Story&lt;/strong&gt;" between Jodhaa and Akbar.  &lt;strong&gt;Jodhaa&lt;/strong&gt; - A Fierce Rajput Princess and &lt;strong&gt;Akbar&lt;/strong&gt; - The famous &lt;strong&gt;Jalalludin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mohammed&lt;/strong&gt; - A Mughal who dreamt of bringing whole Hindustan under him just the way Hitler wanted the whole world to be under Germany! Woha... That was a wrong comparison! Hitler had his own cruel methods which he followed to achieve his dream! But Akbar is portrayed as one young Man/King who had all concern for the Kings/Princes whom he defeated! He gave back them their land and asked them to rule. But all of them would be under him... They would follow his orders and ruling methods! No concentration camps and no tortures! Be it a Mughal, A Hindu or a Buddhist... Akbar was secular atleast when it came to ruling affairs! His court had highly educated and intelligent jewels like &lt;strong&gt;Birbal, Todarmal, Maan Singh&lt;/strong&gt; who were Hindus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Akbar is said to have been a benevolent and wise ruler, a man of new ideas, and a sound judge of character.&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;Akbar, till now has been &lt;strong&gt;PrithviRaj Kapoor&lt;/strong&gt; for his excellent acting in Mughal-e-Azam! I used to identify/visualize Akbar as Prithiviraj Kapoor! The charm, The Majesty, The Power, The delivery of dialogues, The arrogance... Everything was perfect! Just perfect! His Role as Old Akbar who is against his son's love for a court-dancer was flawless!&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;And &lt;strong&gt;Hrithik&lt;/strong&gt; - The Young Akbar... The Passion, The Anger, The Majesty, The Energy, The young blood, The Love, The Pride... Everything was Awesome! Basically it was a love story and it required more passion and love to do the role which Hrithik has delivered so beautifully and elegantly! Must say! His EYES... Speak for him in many many places... Be it the scene when he is angry on Jodhaa for demanding/applying conditions for marriage, or the when is he swept off in Jodhaa's beauty and voice, or when he is torn between belief-disbelief, anger-disppointment when he thinks Jodhaa has betrayed him, or the passion filled sword-fight between him n Ash, or even better - The moment of desparateness where he cannot hold it any longer and he reveals that he is madly in love with her... his eyes does the job! And I am one among those who fell for his blue eyes!!! His physique suits well as a King! And his passion for Jodhaa makes me think... Everyone should get such a husband (Nopes.. Not marrying women as a Compromise for kingdom n all...  I meant.. Just the passion and Love! ;-))&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;&lt;strong&gt;Ash&lt;/strong&gt; - Beautiful... Loving, fierce Rajput Princess! One of my friend said "She didn't look like a Princess in the film.. She just looked as a normal historical character"... Hmmm.. May Be yes... May Be No... I have never seen a Rajput Princess before :P&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;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt; - Jithna Kaho Uthna Kam Hai - Spirituality, Love, Admiration, Magic, Pain, Sorrow - Ask for anything... n u have it here from Rehman...&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;&lt;strong&gt;Mann Mohana&lt;/strong&gt; - Any song on Lord Krishna is as sweet and melodious as him! Isn't it? The magic of the song can be understood if you understand the love of Radha for Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kwaja Mere Kwaja&lt;/strong&gt; - Sweeps you off the feat!!! Akbar dancing in Spiritual trance... Wonderful Sufi piece from Rehman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jashn-e-Bahaara&lt;/strong&gt; - Though it comes in Bits and Pieces... the song has the Magic! With the song grows and flows the chemistry between the Mughal Emperor and the Rajput Princess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azeem-O-Shaan Shehenshah&lt;/strong&gt; - Akbar is known for his Religious Tolerance. He has preserved hindu temples, encouraged Hindu traditions and principles and had honoured Hindus in his Kingdom! No wonder the song comes as a thanksgiving praising one! I would seriously like to think Akbar as the one loved by all his people as picturised in this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Lamhon Ke Daaman Mein&lt;/strong&gt; - My fav... even before watching the song I was in complete love with the song... I have been biased and bound to Sonu's voice right from the day I started listening to him! And added to that... the Lyrics of this song where quite romantic to add beauty!&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;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mere Kwabon ke iss Gulistaan mein...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tumse hi tho Bahaar chaayi hai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phoolon mein rang mere they lekin...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inmein kushboo tumhi se aayi hai..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some reviews I heard before watching the movie - "It's too lenghty - Oh..So Slow - Boring - Yet another Love story - Hrithik looks ok... But he doesn;t suit as a majestic King - Ok kinda Movie" and all those who said it... "I PITY YOU" :P&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;&lt;strong&gt;My review - Totally totally an awesome love story. I would have been ready to watch it even if it was for 4-5 hours! A movie filled with passion and love... Not an ordinary one... Come on.. It happened in 1560's and how elegant and beautiful can you expect it to be portrayed than this? Awesome screen pair, wonderful screen play, songs placed at correct/beautiful locations, amazing background score - What more can you ask for??? I am totally in love with the movie and I am going to watch it again... 4.5/5 stars for the movie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***** TBC******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-8040235770388811889?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8040235770388811889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8040235770388811889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8040235770388811889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8040235770388811889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/03/reviews.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-6762712623983733567</id><published>2008-02-13T17:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:08:48.123+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imposters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deceive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deceit'/><title type='text'>Deceit - How hard is it to take it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What will you do if someone who has been very close to you turn out to be duplicitous??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are somethings in life which is very hard to digest. One among them being, DECEIT, specially when it comes from your near and dear ones in someway, about which you have not thought even in your wildest dreams??? Some may say.. Its your mistake to keep your faith on wrong people! But how to I know he/she is wrong/deceitful before even knowing about them personally? And what if they have been good to me all the while and just that I came to know about them through other means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do if whatever they are doing is not affecting me directly (other than making me think, How could he/she do that)? What should I do, if I know that what they are doing is wrong inspite of knowing that it's none of my business? What if its a sensitive topic to speak/discuss? What should I do? Just ignore what they are doing because it's no way going to affect my relation with them? Or should I be a good friend as it is usually said, and try to lead them in the correct way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just think that they are not worth being called "Friends"/sharing such a pure relation called "Friendship" with them is not worth and start avoiding them? I understand that no one is this earth is perfect and even I may have done something which my friends won't like! But is it worth to be friends with someone who doesn't value emotions/feelings of others and deceive them just for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Should I DO???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-6762712623983733567?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/6762712623983733567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=6762712623983733567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6762712623983733567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/6762712623983733567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/02/deceit-how-hard-is-it-to-take-it.html' title='Deceit - How hard is it to take it?'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-666783822046396153</id><published>2008-01-22T17:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:43:27.167+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad Blues</title><content type='html'>1. Can you drive your two wheeler between two lorries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can you do what is called "Cycle gap la Auto otrathu"? (Driving an Auto in a space where a cycle can fit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have color blindness or atleast the "Capacity" to interpret "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;"/"&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;"/"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;" as "&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think Traffic rules in India are just for those 'Uncles' and 'Aunties' driving Maruti 800 at 30 km/hr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a Decibel threshold of 160dB to 200 dB? As it is.. Can you withstand 50 cars honking near you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you want your travel to be an adventure everyday? Are you interested in a risky stunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Can you bypass rules, escape those white n khaki fellows standing in busy traffic beats, race with two wheelers, cars, share autos, autos, buses, lorries, vans, construction vehicles, cabs, and Cycles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Can you drive @ 100km/hr and take a 'U' turn at the same speed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you put the left indicator and hand-signal a right turn but keep going straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think that "I am the King/Queen of the Road"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... If you got 10/10 as "Yes"... Congrats... You have just qualified for driving in Hyderabad. If you got 7/10, well you still qualify coz you can develop your skills on road. And if you have anything below 5... I suggest you take a "Share Auto" or an "Auto" where you can still experience all the above as a passenger!!! But strictly "No Driving for you"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's my score??? I qualify for driving in Hyderabad... I had a 6/10 and then I improved to 8/10 with the help of a bad accident ;-)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving in Hyderabad is a Nightmare! You never know who's going to turn where! It's like Vivek's Joke... "Naanga ellam Chennai la Auto otravanga da... Right la signal poduvom, left la kai kaatuvom... aana engayum thirumbama nera poikitttttttttey irupom".... (For all who don't understand Tamil - It's same as Point 9). When you are behind such an Auto in real life... Ufff... Tough Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take off - That's what the Share Auto wallas do... As if the road is theirs... As if someone has given clearence only for them to drive, turn, stop and speed up... They stop wherever they want.. Whenever they want... No matter what! 100 vehicles jam behind them, hit each other (avalanche effect) and end up in a disaster... Their customers are important for them and if you are one and if u say "Stop" while the share auto wala is taking a U turn, he obeys you blindly and slams the break! There - u can get down in the middle of the road with all those curses from the ppl jammed behind u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autowallas - Oye.. Wait a minute.. What's the different between Share Auto's and Normal Auto's in Hyderabad? I used to think both are same except the space... Anyways both carry 6-7 ppl haina??? Oh Yes... U are right... except the fact that Share Auto's also called as "7 seaters" are officially authorized/approved/permitted to carry 7 passengers. And a 'Normal Auto' is the one which is officially allowed to carry 3/4 passengers but which carries 6/7 passengers!&lt;br /&gt;Autowalas form the F1 Team of Hyderabad. (Why were they not considered for ForceIndia team??? They were.... But the Autowallas didn't feel that F1 is really a challenge... Hyderabad roads are more thrilling than the F1 tracks ;-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling in Hyderabad can be more fun with those 1970 model Scooters, 1950 model Cycles, 2000 model Santro's, Latest model Benz, Civic n what not. Roads... Woha... Dugged every week.. Last week it was the EB ppl, this week it's the Internet ppl and Next week it would be BSNL ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah! How can I forget the "Road Widening" activity! It has been exactly 3 years that they started widening NH-9. And still... The sand, the stones, the Agmark/ISI branded steel rods are lying on the roadsides causing more hindrance to the travellers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction Lorries, Road rollers, Cement mixtures.. All of them keep reminding us of the ever-growing city! But is the city worth a ride????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-666783822046396153?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/666783822046396153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=666783822046396153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/666783822046396153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/666783822046396153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/01/hyderabad-blues.html' title='Hyderabad Blues'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-3593844549059775226</id><published>2008-01-11T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:07:44.994+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Views'/><title type='text'>The Week(s) That Wasn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 days... Just 15 days have passed by in 2008! And we (as in India) have already fallen into a loop of controversies, problems, natural calamity and what not!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cricket Controversy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with our Bhajji (Harbajan Singh)... When he chose to speak to Andrew Symonds on the Cricket ground in Sydney during the Second Test Match, he would have hardly dreamt that the few words which he exchanged would keep him in the pavilion for the next three test matches!!! Racism and we??? Oh Come on!!! What could make it worst... The umpires wrong decisions... Steve Bucknor... Icing on the cake - BCCI's On-n-Off support for Bhajji, Fans burning effigies of Symonds n Buckner, Media(including some Ausi media) slamming down Punter n his boys for their arrogance, English Media utilizing the chance to add oil to the fire, Indian Media blowing up things as usual... I have never supported calling cricket "A gentleman's game"... The Gentleman Game once again proved that it's afterall not so decent and gentle!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Ponting... He's a big mouth beyond doubt... U can take it to be his confidence, his arrogance, his spirit for the game, his belief, or something which his continuous victories had given him... When he challenged Sunny @ the beginning of the World Cup (well Sunny deserved it), everyone said he was arrogant... When he said the same thing after he Won the World Cup... They said "Look at his confidence"... But now... After winning the Second Test @ Sydney... It was nothing but a mere show of Arrogance... He won the match... No questions on that... They leveled a record of 16 consecutive unbeaten test matches... No questions again... But the way which they opted for winning... Breaking the players psychologically/mentally, Unethical ways which they opted (includes a couple of grounded catches) and the way they "Celebrated" after the victory... Makes me think... Is this what we call as "Sportsmanship"??? Cricket... Has been a religion for most of us @ India... When we see it getting degraded just for a record sake or just for a victory sake... Is it still worth???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading &lt;a href="http://vettikirukals.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-most-of-now.html"&gt;Krishna Prakash's - Making-the-Most-Of-Now&lt;/a&gt;!!! He's a OZ supporter... But look what he has to say abt this controversy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nano - The 1 Lakh Rupee Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to rain cars in 2008. About 40 new cars are set to hit the Indian market this year, giving buyers the option of choosing from over 100 models. And 2008 promises to be the second most important landmark in modern India's automotive history after the launch of the Maruti 800 in 1983.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most important release was Tata's Nano - The People's car!!! The dream car a middle class family in India... Which they can really afford at Rs.1 Lakh!!! But the mere thought of it's release haunts me while I drive in the Jam packed roads of Hyderabad... The ever rising pollution levels, the charts shooting up on Carbon monoxide levels, The lack of driving sense of majority of Public (at least here @ Hyderabad) and the never ending traffic jams, signals, narrow roads and gullies, the series of road accidents which I see on my way to office makes me feel... Oh No Not Again... With the release of the Rs.1 lakh car driving on the road is going to be a nightmare!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues are all set for booking The People's car and here are some "so-called" advantages which they listed out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Most of the traffic Jams are caused by Two-wheelers. They try to squeeze into every little space they find which leads to a Jam and four wheelers often drive carefully and they don't go and get into tight spots fearing a damage. So traffic flow would be good... (Still I see Honda City's and Hyundai Accents soaring ahead in great speed and meeting up with what's called a Disaster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's not a big car and so parking is easy, pulling it out and up is also easy. (Well if you choose to comfortably forget the fact that still it's going to need the same parking space allocated for a car then I can't help)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Less Fuel consumption, Less cost, Less Maintenance (well... Less features too... 33bhp, 624cc, engine at the rear, no air conditioning, no electric windows and no power steering, manual center lock, manual window winds, Oh come on... Tht'll do to make the supporters feel worse :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the unveiling ceremony Mr Tata said: "I observed families riding on two-wheelers - the father driving the scooter, his young kid standing in front of him, his wife seated behind him holding a little baby. It led me to wonder whether one could conceive of a safe, affordable, all-weather form of transport for such a family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Mr. Tata... U will sometime down the see the same father carrying his son in hand, walking with his wife who's holding a baby on the road side! I hope by that time they at least have space to walk on the road, forget about driving a scooter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be more of a plastic toy for me... Well... Opinions differ and there is always a dull side and a polished side!!! "With Mamta or without Mamta... we have gone live" Atleast tht's what Tata had to say! Now with Mamta demanding free cars a new headache has started... Well... Ratan Tata knows how to play his game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Dawned in its own way reminding us of the existing-n-growing terrorism and the the exploitation and the hatyachar (well couldn't get a stronger word) against humans (Men/Woman). The suicide attack at a Central Reserve Police Force (CRPF) camp in Rampur was the one with which we began our new year! Inspite of the Intelligence Bureau , inspite of it being a police camp... Well, the attackers are more powerfully equipped with the latest weapons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condolences to those who lost their lives... And hope that the Govt. will wake up atleast now and do something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molestation - Cha... is it a NEWS? Isn't it something which happens daily? Well... This was the comment of a frustrated RTC bus traveler (lady) which I heard recently! It does happen daily and there are women who just keep their mouth shut and I don't see any reason why they shouldn't. With the type of protection system we have had with a history of policemen themselves playing with the life of women in Police station and with a history of women who chose to speak out underwent character assassination in court... I don’t think many of them would like to come out! This case which would have gone unnoticed was flashed thanks to the flash photographers who decided to speak up and identify the CULPRITS (is there a stronger word?) And I was devastated to hear that two women were molested and hounded by a mob of 80 men on New Year, in the city's prominent Juhu neighborhood. Mumbai - Never has been safe... Will never be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;National Youth Day - Swami Vivekananda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I have a message for the world... Which I deliver without fear and care for the future. To the reformers I will point out that I am greater reformer than any one of them. They want to reform only little bits. I want root-and-branch reform&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an irony or fate that posterity defies the cross on which contemporaries feel no scruple to nail a prophet!!! Well Jesus had a bad ending... But he didn't flinch, for, the vision he had was clear deep and far-reaching, which we normal humans tend to avoid in the beginning but embrace as they prove to be right eventually!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swami Vivekananda was endowed with such a Prophet's vision. He dreamt of a New India. - He dreamt of something which we are capable of doing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"If there is any land on this earth that can lay claim to be the blessed land, to be the land to which all the souls on this earth much come to account for Karma, the land to which every soul wending its way Godward must come to attain its last home, the land where humanity has attained its highest towards calmness, gentleness, generosity, above all the land of introspection and of Spirituality - it is INDIA!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had great love for our Motherland and her religion "Hinduism".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"The debt which the world owes to our Motherland is immense. Taking country with country there is not one race on this earth to which the works owes so much as to the patient Hindu the mild Hindu. Like the gentle dew that falls unseen and un hears and yet brings into blossom the fairest of roses, has been the contribution of India to the thought of the works. Silent, unperceived, yet omnipotent in its effect it has revolutionized the thought of the world, yet nobody knows when it did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ancient times and in modern times, great ideas have emanated from strong and great races. In ancient and in modern times, wonderful ideas have been carried forward from one race to another. In ancient and in modern times seeds of great truth and power have been cast abroad by the advancing tides of national life; but mark you... it has always been with the blast of war trumpets and with the match of embattled cohorts. Each idea had to be soaked in a deluge of blood. Each idea had to wade through the blood of millions of our fellow beings. Each word of power had to be followed by the groans of millions by the wails of orphans by the tears of Widows. This is the main other nations have taught; but India has for thousands of years PEACEFULLY EXISTED"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;If he would have got 100 such young men, would India be in the G8 (it wld have been G9 or G8 + 1) by now? Do we really feel he would have been able to change India's destiny? With majority of Indians being below 35 years of age, would we have seen a revolution? BTW...Who is stopping us now??? Do we need a Rang De Basanti to remind us about "Revolution"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ab bhi jiska khoon na khaula, woh khoon nahi paani hai...&lt;br /&gt;Desh ki kaam na aaye, woh bekar jawani hai"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Kolkata Fire Accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started on Saturday early hours and by now Kolkata's largest wholesale market, Burrabazar is a smoldering wreck, gutted in fire, which destroyed as many as 2,500 shops and crores of property!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put aside all the blame games which usually happen after a calamity... It's the loss of those wholesale/small scale traders which has to be taken into consideration... One person is reported to have died in a Heart Attack.. He was the owner of a shop in that ill-fated 13 storey-ed building! The fire brigade didn't turn on time, they didn't have enough fire extinguishing equipments, no proper planning, no streamlining, not enough water to fight the flame, no sky lift extinguishers.... Above all... The construction of the building and the surrounding area is reported to be worse! Small Gullies, narrow turnings, congested shops... Well nothing new for a busy bazaar in India. But it proved to be costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;Other things which caught my eye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Bird Flu&lt;/strong&gt; - hehahuhu... I love this season... Chicken lovers just fear to eat any kind of chicken and my lunch is just peaceful and odorless: P (Odorless -No nonveg odor)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;India China Bhai Bhai&lt;/strong&gt; - No one knows till when! With border talks going on... Our PM is in China to solve the issues which we have with them (Can you request them to slow down a bit in IT field ;-))&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Scotland Yard to probe into Benazir's Death&lt;/strong&gt; - Highly unfortunate for such a brave lady! She must have anticipated it when she stepped into Pakistan. But it was so soon... And the aftermaths and the political dramas after that... Phewwww...&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Bharath Rathna&lt;/strong&gt; - Who's going to get it this year? The nation's highest civilian honour! And who all are in race??? 1. A Waste Junk Candidate 2. An Old man who deserves an award just for living so long 3. Another Old man who has turned his state to be his family play ground! Are they even qualified to be NOMINATED for the award? Anyways...whom do I want to see as a Bharath Rathna? Give it to Mohd Rafi saab... For his Eternal, lovely, melodious, ever green, nostalgic songs!&lt;br /&gt;5. And the final One!!!! Woha... It's back with a Bang!!!! My fav game is back again in the new year with the &lt;strong&gt;Australian Open&lt;/strong&gt;... Fedex, Ferrer, Djokovic, Roddick, Davydenko, Nadal, Williams, Henin, Sharapova, Kuznetsova, Jankovic n all ... Come on... Entertain us!!!&lt;/span&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/6856742083829268197-3593844549059775226?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/3593844549059775226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=3593844549059775226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3593844549059775226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/3593844549059775226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/01/week-that-wasnt.html' title='The Week(s) That Wasn&apos;t'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-4438544191245882159</id><published>2008-01-01T20:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:58:32.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>முதல் மழை - Mudhal Mazhai - First Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;முதல் மழை என்னை நனைத்ததே&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;முதல் முறை ஜன்னல் திறந்ததே&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;பெயரே தெரியாத பறவை அழைத்ததே&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;மனமும் பறந்ததே...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;இதயமும் இதமாய் மிதந்ததே.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every year... This happens regularly... Every year... The same day comes... Every year... It;s Jan 1st this time... But still it's called "New Year"... No No... Not a poor joke... And not definetly a Mokkai (or blade as it's usually called)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why do we call it a New Year?? Is it just because it's a something which has never occured in the past? Or is it because which brings new hopes, freesh thoughts and a new set of oppurtunities to make our lives better???? hmmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;New year reminds me of something which is closely related to it... RESOLUTIONS... Well... I am aware of 6/10 people who take resolutions when the clock ticks 00:00... And the rest just don't say it out but just determine to do something!!! Ranging from Weight Loss to Switching Job, resolutions vary from people to people... Some resolutions are really Hilarious and somethings are pretty serious!!! And what do I do??? I firmly believe in one thing... which Mark Twain said - &lt;em&gt;New Year's Day… now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a very happy New Year!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-4438544191245882159?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4438544191245882159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=4438544191245882159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4438544191245882159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4438544191245882159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2008/01/mudhal-mazhai-first-rain.html' title='முதல் மழை - Mudhal Mazhai - First Rain'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-8837980988294439289</id><published>2007-12-03T15:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:30:23.912+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>A Journey to God's Own Abode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are thinking I am speaking abt GOA (which is the acronym for the title...) Then u are mistaken... I am speaking abt "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deivathinde Sondham Naadu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (God's Own Country) KERALA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kerala&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - A long time dream...So it was a dream come true ;-)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We (As in me n my Dad, Mom and G-Mom) boarded the Sabari Express from Hyd... It was a 24 hr journey to Thrissur and so we were all set with iPod's, Novels, Food, Snacks and Camera!!! U get new acquaintances in every train journey and this time we ended up with 2 Chinese Ppl... It was quite amazing to know that they have travelled all over India and even to the interior villages of Andhra and Tamil Nadu!!! What is amazing in that??? One of them knew only one language "Chinese" and the other person spoke what we call as "Butler English"... The broken English... He spoke two or 3 words in English and the rest in action!!!They had issues with their train tickets and we did Bharathanatyam, Kuchipudi Kathak that day to make them understand what the TTR was saying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As any usual Indian Train our train was late by 2 hours that day... which was said to be the least "late running" time for that train... We reached Thrissur by 2:00 PM the next day... Sun God welcomes us with his bright and energetic Rays and the Wind God seemed to be dull and refused to breeze!!! We reached home... Had a good refreshment and took rest for the rest of the day!!! ;-)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up to the songs of birds, the breeze of the trees from the big garden surrounding the house and the ruckus of insects, all of them celebrating the rise of sun eagerly. Reminded me that in the usual baag -daud in the cities I have almost stopped appreciating the advent of the day as an event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now... What makes Kerala different from others states? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;reenery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Which u hardly see in Mumbai and Hyderabad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ature's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;seductive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Which I have missed all this while...Well... It's too good to miss it here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Culture and Tradition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Every state has it's own tradition and Kerala is nowhere less with it's rich culture and traditions and people following that strictly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - (Naturally) I am biased towards Tamil when it comes to languages... But Malayalam... It has a very special place in my heart!!! Sounds very sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Yummy Coconut water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - You have coconut trees all over... Even in Mumbai/Hyderabad and other places... But nothing like the Kerala Coconut Trees and Water!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Temples&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - If you want to have a Real Temple Experience... Come to Kerala... You don't have special dharshan's here... You don't have a aarti whenever someone comes in... You don't have a Puja whenever a VVIP visits.. There's a time for everything and it happens on time... In Temples the importance is given to GOD rather than to People and what makes it more attractive and special!!!And it's not those marble sculptures that welcome you... It's the typical Kerala tradition which overwhelms you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well... Lot more are there which I liked about Kerala... The Jet black curly oiled long hair of mallu penkutti's, The Veshti and Lungi chettans, The Mundu Ammamayi's, The orthodox namboodri's, the ever glowing temples, the scenery, The Malyalam Movies, Mohanlal, Prithiviraj :P and the List is endless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; visit turned out to be a Pilgrimage... Born in a family which has Firm and Undoubted belief in Almighty, I was not an exception... And it didn't surprise me when we ended up in long queues in Guruyayoor and Thrissur Vadakunnathan Temples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Guruvayoor/Guruvayur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Ah... The place where I wanted to be for a Loooooooong time now... Guruvayur is a small town in Thrissur District. But the small town is the most sought after place when it comes to Lord Krishna!!! ഗുരുവായൂര്‍ ശ്രീകൃഷ്ണ ക്ഷേത്രം - The temple is famous as a site for pilgrimage and also a cultural centre as it is one of the centre-points along which Kerala literature and art-forms have been developed. The temple's deity is Lord Guruvayurappan... The cutest form Lord Krishna has taken (according to me ofcourse :P) Wiki says that - &lt;em&gt;The presiding deity is MahaVishnu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the standing posture with four hands which carry a Sankhu(conch), Sudarshana chakram (a serrated disk),lotus and mace. He is worshipped as Balakrishna, the full avatar (Purnaavatara) of MahaVishnu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The idol is made of a rare stone known as Patala Anjana.The Guruvayur temple was known as "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bhooloka Vaikunta"&lt;/span&gt; and is believed to be at least 5,000 years old. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lYCPb51qI/AAAAAAAACDQ/dSLwygb37_Y/s1600-h/11_guruvayur-temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237245146683042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lYCPb51qI/AAAAAAAACDQ/dSLwygb37_Y/s320/11_guruvayur-temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You must visit Guruvayur Temple once to know how it feels... Atleast for me... Who has been waiting for 5-6 years for this oppurtunity it was special... very special... And I cannot express in words what I felt when I saw Guruvayurappan... Well... I have been into Umpteen discussions/debates/arguments where people say... What can rock/wood idol's do? What's the use of going to temple when they say God is everywhere? What is the meaning to temple? Who is GOD? Where is he?"... When I went standing in the queue I was thinking about all those questions (Inspite of my father's continuous reminders to tell Vishu sahasranaman/Om namo Narayana I was lost in all these thoughts... Inspite of my excitement that I was going to have Guruvayur Dharshan all thoughts came to my mind...Idle man's brain... :P) After having the Dharshan and after having lost myself at that moment I felt everything else is meaningless... I felt sad for all those poor souls who never understand/feel the presence of GOD... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lXsfb51pI/AAAAAAAACDI/yQLKioW7GFc/s1600-h/guruvayurappan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236871484528274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lXsfb51pI/AAAAAAAACDI/yQLKioW7GFc/s320/guruvayurappan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok... Too much of emotions/spritual talk/senti dialogues... back to reality... "Jaragandi Jaragandi" says Tirumala ppl and "Polam Pollam.. Potte potte.. Queue nagaratte" says Guruvayur ppl... Not even 30 seconds... They don;t allow ppl to stay in front and have a good dharshan... Come on.. I have waited long... I am not gonna go in 30 sec I said to myself... I stood for a complete minute... Looking at the Him... That day he had a Lover Boy look.. With a flute in hand... and a smiling face...Well... No wonder why Radha, Meera and Gopika's were mad about him... Totally... It was a lovely Day!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next day it was Thrissur!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lYUvb51rI/AAAAAAAACDY/wK6D7izdxw4/s1600-h/290px-Thiruvambadi_Sri-Krishna_Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237562974262962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lYUvb51rI/AAAAAAAACDY/wK6D7izdxw4/s320/290px-Thiruvambadi_Sri-Krishna_Temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We started with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thiruvambady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Thiruvambady Temple is located on the Shoranur Road, Thrissur and is one of the largest "Krishna Temples" in Kerala... Thiruvambadi is one of the two rival groups participating in Thrissur Pooram which is the biggest local festival in Kerala. Too Gud Temple... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lZIvb51tI/AAAAAAAACDo/rnNUFit23Nc/s1600-h/290px-Paramekkavu_Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238456327460562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lZIvb51tI/AAAAAAAACDo/rnNUFit23Nc/s320/290px-Paramekkavu_Temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next Stop was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Paramekkavu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Paramekkavu Bagavathi Temple is one of the largest Bagavathi temples in Kerala. Paramekkavu is the other rival group in Thrissur Pooram. The Bagavathi is a silent smiling deity who is ready to give you all whatever you ask for!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1ojUPb51uI/AAAAAAAACDw/hrdO6czBjAA/s1600-h/IMG_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141460755244766946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1ojUPb51uI/AAAAAAAACDw/hrdO6czBjAA/s320/IMG_2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Main Attraction in Thrissur - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vadakkunnathan Temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Vadakkkunnathan&lt;/em&gt; literally meaning lord of the North; Vadakku = North, Nathan = Lord. It is one of the largest Shiva temples in Kerala. This temple is a classic example of the Kerala style of architecture with beautiful murals of the seventeenth century delineating graphically the story of Mahabharata. The shrines and the Koothambalam display exquisite vignettes carved in wood. It is believed that this temple was built by Parasurama. Legends say that Adi Sankaracharya was born, after his parents, who were childless for many years, prayed at the Vadakkumnathan (vRashAcala) temple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The idol of Shiva is not visible, is said to be covered under a mount of ghee, formed by the daily abhisheka with ghee over the years. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A devotee looking at the sanctum sees a sixteen-foot high mount of ghee embellished with thirteen cascading crescents of gold and three serpent hoods at top&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. According to traditional belief, this represents the snow-clad Mount Kailas, the abode of Parvathy and Parameswara. Shiva here is more popularly known as Vadakkunnathan. Apart from Lord Shiva, Sree Parvathy, Sree Ganesh, Lord Sankaranarayana and Sree Rama are enshrined within the main nalambalam of the temple. Lord Vettekkaran (Siva in a hunter form) is also worshipped within the nalambalam enclosure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1okCfb51vI/AAAAAAAACD4/YnWkDD6D3js/s1600-h/photo105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141461549813716722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1okCfb51vI/AAAAAAAACD4/YnWkDD6D3js/s320/photo105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thrissur Pooram&lt;/strong&gt; is the famous Festival in Kerala where thousands and thousands of devotees come to offer their prayer to the The Lord Vadakkunnathan. The sprawling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thekkinkadu maidanam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, en circling the Vadakumnathan temple, is the main venue of the Thrissur Pooram.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated in Medom (April-May) it consists of processions of richly caparisoned elephants from various neighbouring temples to the Vadakumnathan temple, Thrissur. The most impressive processions are those from the Krishna Temple at Thiruvambadi and the Bagavathi Temple at Paramekkavu which is quite a significant event for its devotees. &lt;em&gt;However Vadakkunnathan is a mere spectator at this festival, lending its premises and grounds for the great event.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we did some shopping and some site seeing!!! We had a great time in Thrissur!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1pNP_b51wI/AAAAAAAACEA/0-ZNACaweFE/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141506861718689538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1pNP_b51wI/AAAAAAAACEA/0-ZNACaweFE/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next stop was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thriprayar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Main Deity - Lord Rama - The idol is that of a four-armed Vishnu (Chaturbhuja Vishnu) and Rama is depicted as the victor over the demon Kara. The deity is said to contain aspects of Brhama and Shiva too, making it into a Trimurthi. The temple also has a shrine dedicated to Lord Ayyappa in its outer courtyard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as you can see in the Pic, the temple's entrance is narrow... But amazingly a Biiig elephant entered the temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... I was thinking that the Elephant cannot enter it and was amazed when it entered with ease!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1pQufb51xI/AAAAAAAACEI/twzBu58ww1g/s1600-h/IMG_1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141510684239582994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1pQufb51xI/AAAAAAAACEI/twzBu58ww1g/s320/IMG_1955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next day... We went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Vadanapally Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Though welcomed by the "fragnance" of dry fish.... Woooo.... Lovely Arabian Sea... Had loads of fun with the waves, water, sand, shells and ofcourse the climate!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tall coconut trees, the lovely evening, the sea shore without any stalls/shops (unlike Marina) and the clean shore unlike the Juhu beach... It was a lovely experience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A place which has plenty of trees to provide you all the fresh air you need and the breeze when you need it, a place where you can forget all your tensions and relax and get an oil massage done, temples which remind you the presence of GOD unlike the marble ones in the city and those sculptures with old traditions and the puja culture which gives Shaanti to your mind, the backwaters which flow eagerly to unite with its soulmate, the sea, and a window that opens to the lovely nature... Can it get better? Yes, if you decide to take a walk on the lovely Arabian Sea Shore with your loved ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wanna try... Book your tickets today... :-)&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/6856742083829268197-8837980988294439289?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/8837980988294439289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=8837980988294439289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8837980988294439289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/8837980988294439289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2007/12/journey-to-gods-own-abode.html' title='A Journey to God&apos;s Own Abode'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8pcXNiZ6rmw/R1lYCPb51qI/AAAAAAAACDQ/dSLwygb37_Y/s72-c/11_guruvayur-temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-5267931431554970027</id><published>2007-11-20T12:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-22T16:34:52.287+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Voyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Voyage began... On a sultry May Monday Morning... From the bus stop... Which is called as the X roads Bus stop... Those days are back I thought!!! Flashback....Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.. (Nooooooooooooo.... Someone screamed eh??? Ok.. I'll make it short :D)... In Chennai I used to get up at 6 AM to catch the office shuttle!!! Those days are back... Only change - It was Hyderabad this time instead of Nanganallur!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auspicious first day - I woke up @ 6:00 AM (Well... Mom was amazed and Dad was shocked!!!) I had to catch the 7:10 AM shuttle to Office!!! After being close to office, and after the "late to bed and late to rise" routine, this was a difficult change!!! Welll... That's the point again... Constant Change!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to X Cross Roads!!! Dad was with me... Inspite of my several assurances that I was mature enough to see the Bus Number and get into it he insisted in accompanying me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We reached the bus stop at 7:00 AM... I was looking here and there(As a villager looking at a Sweet stall... Pattikaataan mitai kadaiya paatha maadhiri's literal translation) Then came the Jalopy... I was not sure if I really had to get into it... It looked Ok @ first sight... But the second glance would tell you that it's nothing less than a dabba RTC bus!!! :D Appa asked "Are you sure? Is this your bus?" I laughed at him... The Jalopy uh...ok... the Bus had my company name written in BIG BOLD Letters in the front with the route number on it... He was still confused to see such a bug..err.. bus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the bus and was stopped immediately by the driver!!! "Bus Pass" asked the driver... First ever company where the driver takes the ownership to check the bus pass!!! I showed him the bus pass. He took it from me... Looked into the "Visiting card size" pass for 3 minutes!!! I was wondering... What's there to look ? It had my Emp ID, My Name and the Route Number... Then he said... "Ok... U can go"... With that permission I looked inside the bus!!! Well... There was nothing to look at... Literally... It was Dark... All the windows were shut... And there were 5 people who were half asleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and sat in a Window seat!!! I opened the window after a struggle of 5 minutes... It seemed as if the window has not been opened in ages!!! It woke up a couple of fellow travellers and they looked at me as if I was an Alien on earth to open that window!!! Then they went back to their sleep!!! I sat there looking at the dusty road, the closed shops, the school and college buses plying in opposite direction... At 7:15 in the morning what more can you expect? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The bus would stop at some place... Couple of them would get it... The journey continues... Road, Shops, Buses... It was 8:10 AM and there was a shaky wake up call for all of us... The bus soared up in air and then touched the road again... It was a "Small" speed breaker!!! It was 8:15 AM and we reached office... I could see people rushing to get down!!! I was not in a hurry...n so I was the last one to get out of the bus... I went thru the usual security checks and got into the office for yet another boring/thrilling/usual day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued for 2 weeks... Slowly, I came to know about my fellow bus mates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Enigma... Ok.. That sounds like her name and also describes her... She was the first one to get into the bus... Invariably, (in Office, Bus, Morning, Evening, Night) whenever I see her, she would be on the Phone... She used to be too cheerful and bubbly one day, shouting all the while throughout the bus journey disturbing ppl... And on the other day she would be very calm and make her friends frown with her silence!!! She was not cool... Not at all trendy and not even close to charming... But she had something in her which attracted lots of ppl... She had quite a lot of friends... No wonder she was the wake up alarm/bus alert for many ppl in my route...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Jai... As I would name him...He was Enigma's friend... He was a charmer and I could see a huge fan follow-up for him @ office... He was not a Hunk... But he was sweet... He had a smiling face and a warm nature... He used to pair up with Enigma in the bus and sometimes the bus would roar with their gang's laughter disturbing people in deep sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Moron... He was a moron by all means... When it came to singing...he was Udit narayan. Ooops tht's what he used to think of himself!!! Whereas the truth was Bitter... err... Shrilly bitter in his case!!! He had a shrill girly voice... and that made things worse!!! He had a thumping Sony Ericsson and when some melody number was on air (courtesy: Some junk FM) we had the Golden (Read : rotten) oppurtunity of listening two Udit's or two Sonu's!!! One would be completely off the pitch and youknowho!!! Then he had one more wonderful habit of eavesdropping... He used to sit beside Enigma and Jai and always I could hear Enigma complaining/fighting with Moron for eavesdropping (Well... It's a diff story that Enigma had a loud voice and so she could be heard anywhere in the bus and she chose to ignore that point always!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Lalli.... Irritation Personified... Shopping queen as she called herself.... She had this habit of comparing herself with every other girl she came across... One day I had the unfortunate fortune of sitting near her... She started talking to me... Her first question was "Where do you buy your earrings... So Pretty..." Mind u.. This was the first time she is speaking to me... We don’t even know each other’s names... Yet... Her Ice breaker was my earrings!!! Well... That's Lalli for you!!! I had literally drawn the map from Koti Bus stand to that platform shop where I had got that earring for 20 bucks!!! Phew.... Lucky me... She didn’t ask the mobile number of that platform dukan wala!!! :D Then for the next 1.5 hours I had the opportunity to know about her small (Ok.. medium) world which was filled with comparisons... Whenever she spoke of someone she used to compare them with her... She won't allow you to sleep in the bus nor will she allow you to switch on your IPOD... Aaah... When she saw my i-Pod she said... "Hey that's first generation shuffle right??... Compared with my 8 GB video iPod this has very less features and...” the rattling continued!!! Argggggghhhh... I never took out my iPod in front of her again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all this mess there was Mrs. Serious Samata to make it messier!!! (Well... I don’t know her name till now)... She was a housewife...Ooops... A Working woman... You can easily spot her out in any crowd!!! The one with the unkempt hair, the dull n worn out attire, and a jerkin (irrespective of the climate) with a lemon in hand (well she carried one always (Something to do with bus sickness), and a serious look... There you spotted her... Every time she gets into the bus, she would have a serious look on her face.. And when she spots me she adds a frown!!! I am still clueless why she frowns at me...And she has this habit... If the seat in front of me is empty she would sit there and push back the seat till it hits my Knee... She would then turn back and see if I am as uncomfortable as possible and she would lie back and close her eyes!!! Well... I am not exaggerating... But this happened every day!!! Initially for a couple of times I thought she was not aware that she is occupying my leg space with her push back seat!!! But in spite of requesting her to move the seat so as to give me some space, she chose to ignore and continue this habit of hers!!! I chose to give it back to her one day!!! I stood up and changed the seat immediately when she sat in front of me!!! She looked at me with a "!" in her face... I sat opposite to her and made sure I looked back sternly!!! I am not easily hurt by strangers but this lady was driving me nuts!!! I started looking at her like my enemy and it continues till date!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of others whom I didn't bother and vice versa... They used to get in... Sit and start sleeping... Some would plug in their MP3's n i-Pod's and sit peacefully... Some would keep talking about office politics, work, crib about their respective managers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all these people there was someone worth watching!!! He was tall (of course not as tall as me :P) dark and lean!!! He was not Salman Khan...Nor Hrithik Roshan...But he was a charmer!!! He was good natured, well behaved!!! He had his own set of frnds, His phone calls (Girl frnd :P) and when the other two options were not there, he had his MP3 player!!! He was quiet, polite and also cool... Well.. I don;t know his name n details.. In the 1.5 hr travel with such junk people(including me :P) he was worth watching :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was ME... the only person to open the window in the bus who used to sit quietly, watch others, listen to music, look at HIM :P at times, loath Mrs. SS, Enjoy Enigma and Jai's loud conversations at times and find it irritating most of the times ;-), bear moron's Riyaz :D, listen to Lalli's endless chattings and comparisons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the journey of 7 months has come to an end... I would really miss all the fun and the people (Inclusing Mrs. SS :P)!!! With me shifting my residence near to office again... I back am on my HONDA VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!&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/6856742083829268197-5267931431554970027?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/5267931431554970027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=5267931431554970027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5267931431554970027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/5267931431554970027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2007/11/voyage.html' title='The Voyage'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6856742083829268197.post-4630975507346701868</id><published>2007-11-12T16:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:47:16.861+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IamBack'/><title type='text'>Invariably Constant - The totally confused!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been on and off into the blogging world for quite sometime... Sometimes I feel.. Why should I write a blog? Sometimes I feel, blogging is the best way to express my views!!! Sometimes when I read other's blogs, I feel the impulse to blog!!! But when I start it seriously I feel.. "Come on... Why should u do just because he does"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I advice people when they ask me for my views!!! It's like "Take my advice... Anyways I don't use it"... I suggest people to do things but when it comes to me I don;t follow what I say!!! Well... That's me... The Confused Confucius (With all respect to the Philosopher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invariably constant... That's the inverse of the term which defines me!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my attempt to tell the world (if it's listening :P) what I feel about things which happen around me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I write something interesting!!! Adios!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6856742083829268197-4630975507346701868?l=invariablyconstant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/feeds/4630975507346701868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6856742083829268197&amp;postID=4630975507346701868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4630975507346701868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6856742083829268197/posts/default/4630975507346701868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://invariablyconstant.blogspot.com/2007/11/invariably-constant-totally-confused.html' title='Invariably Constant - The totally confused!!!'/><author><name>Prabha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01555985482654781952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/13/3555/320/That%27s%20What%20I%20Am.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
