<?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-30684157</id><updated>2011-10-06T12:03:24.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NonstopNonsense</title><subtitle type='html'>The other side of "Me". All about I, me &amp; myself plus a few incidents that touched my heart....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116971802319290645</id><published>2007-01-25T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:40:23.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~*~*~Happy Republic Day~*~*~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/2/3870047_42e02d337c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/2/3870047_42e02d337c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116971802319290645?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116971802319290645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116971802319290645&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116971802319290645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116971802319290645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-republic-day.html' title='~*~*~*~Happy Republic Day~*~*~*~'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116834524516230536</id><published>2007-01-09T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T04:20:45.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 ways in which the world could come to an end…</title><content type='html'>Hi ppl, me again with another post…….This time I tried to think a bit scientific(unakku en inda velanu Gils solradu en kaadhukku kekudhu). Bored of trying to find the Top 10 movies of the year or Top 10 songs of the year. Thought of trying out something different. Top 10 ways in which I think the world would come to an end!!! Howzzzat? May be there are a lot of articles published already but still wanted to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ippo enakku oru joke niyabagam varudhu. One person asked the other "Ulagam eppidi Aziyum? The other took a paper wrote with Pencil Ulagam then took a rubber, erased it out and told the other "Ippididhan!". Ok ok dont thuppify here itself.... Fulla padichitu apparama thuppa vendiya edathula thuppanum. Cleanliness is next to Godliness!! Okie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every living thing should come to an end one day or the other. The earth being a collection of living things should also get the same logic applied. A bit complex though. I have read somewhere that 99% of the living creatures come under the rule of extinction one day or the other. And I believe Earth is no exception to it. Here I go with the reasons and some explanations to my thinking….This time no Googling. All sondha sarakku!!!!!! Been thinking about this topic for quite some time and finally decided to give it some shape. Shape irukka illayanu neenga dhan sollanum... anyway unga thuppalsla irundhu therinjukaren.... ;-D&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      Nuclear war / Global war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the effect of political clashes happening today in spite of the Peace treaties getting signed on the other hand, I am sure this would be one of the top reasons in which our pretty world would come to an end. Today the technology is so very well developed that a single bombshell can destroy the entire continent. But is today’s mankind so rude? We have crossed millions of years and civilized so much but still wars have not come to an end. Each nation is fighting a lot to keep its LOC tight under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)      Extinction of species&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated earlier, 99% of the species which get evolved are subject to extinction one day or the other and we have noticed lot of examples for that. Infact, recently I heard one of my friends saying that she read an article wherein the present day sea life would exist only for another 50 years for man to eat and cattle for another 70 years. Oops what would Notamai and KK do after that? This would lead to the entire mankind turn to Veggies and one day due to the biological chain reaction humans go extinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)      Sun dieing out / water drying up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the reasons are too horror to think at. Imagine the Sun turning into a huge mass of burnt out coal. We do have proof to the fact that there are dark spots in the Sun resulting in reduction in the Sun’s energy levels. But a contra fact to this is that the earth might come to an end due to the Global warming also resulting in the Ocean drain or the entire earth turning into a large desert…. Eventually point 2 mentioned above would come into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)      Robots take over mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I try to visualize a situation like that of the movie, “I, Robot!” you and me would lay in prisons till we die. This would be the extreme of technology taking over mankind. The lifeless, heartless earth filled with robots, robots and only robots. By the way, would robots celebrate Valentine’s Day? May be they celebrates something like Circuit change day, Battery change day, etc. But all this would happen if the Robots win over in the war with Mankind. Vitruvoma yenna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)      Alien invasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The various versions of Star Trek explain, imagine &amp; visualize this point in detail spending millions of money. Why me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)      Epidemic threat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hit of epidemics like that of AIDS, Plague, namma Chikun Gunea, mutton gunea, etc., would result in loss of human lives and we have faced samples of these in the past. Samples itself have consumed millions of people so far. Infact stress, strain, madness would also be included in the Epidemic list soon as I read in one of the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)      All Volcanoes erupt at one go….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each country has a good mountain source and each mountain source is deeply connected to the inner core of the planet. If each mountain vents out fire in the form of lava, the entire world would be turned into a ball of ash. What would remain is mere solidified ash. Infact I like the last scene of the movie Volcano where the kid tells that all people look alike and he is not able to recognize who is him Mom. I would watch that movie every time it’s on some channel just to admire the making of that movie. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)      Reverse effect of the magnetic field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this happens, everything will start flying in the Universe and we would loose hold of our atmosphere and fly as dead objects causing traffic jam in space. That’s the worst thing I can think of that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)      God feels Huh enough of this nuisance due to mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to meet an aged couple at my door step one fine morning and they were going door to door to spread the fact that God would surely take a divine action to all cruel things that man is doing today. Yes, if God comes to a decision that this is the limit, then gone case. He would stop all activities here in this planet and rest for some time and be peaceful for sometime without being to hear to all our problems then start creating something in another planet or solar system may be and again the problem would start for him……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  It’s all a dream…………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the funniest thing. To tell the truth, many a times I have got up in the midst of my sleep, realized that to be nothing but a horrified dream and got back to bed again. And I pray to God that this is the case always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meendum Naaney Varuven…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116834524516230536?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116834524516230536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116834524516230536&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116834524516230536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116834524516230536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2007/01/top-10-ways-in-which-world-could-come.html' title='Top 10 ways in which the world could come to an end…'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116607824618167536</id><published>2006-12-13T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:37:26.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>கணவுத்தொழிற்ச்சாலையின் துணுக்கு மூட்டை!!!!!</title><content type='html'>வணக்கம்! வணக்கம்! வணக்கம்! (leftla oru dhaba! rightla oru dhaba! centrela oru dhaba!)&lt;br /&gt;Blog பக்கம் வந்து ரொம்ப நாள் ஆச்சு! Because, topic not getting!!! Plus loads of work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Iam here with something to munch!!! Hope its interesting!!!! இதுல நிரைய matter உங்களுக்கு already தெரிந்திருக்கலாம்!!!!  OK ready start!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahman has three nominations for Oscar.Among the 56 songs considered in the Original Song category this year, three songs come from Rahman and those are ‘Chan Chan’ from Water, ‘Khalbali’ from Rang de Basanti and ‘Luka Chuppi’ from Rang de Basanti. These three songs feature in Oscar’s long list. -- source: Musicindia Online.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: தமிழ் பாட்டுக்கு ஒன்னும் தரமாட்டாளோ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simbu speaks &lt;a href="http://sify.com/movies/tamil/fullstory.php?id=14334618"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... read this... real comic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: செயிவதெல்லாம் செய்! செய்! தந்தையே பாயும் போது குட்டி பாயாதா?Click &lt;a href="http://www.moviesbuzz.com/tamil/reviews/veerasaami/gallery.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; again at your own risk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo's next film &lt;a href="http://www.moviesbuzz.com/tamil/video/trailers/pm.htm"&gt;Pachaikili Muthucharam &lt;/a&gt;with our Koodeeswaran...The story is supposed to be adapted from the book Derailed (very different from the Hollywood film Derailed) and Sarath Kumar is supposed to have surpassed all his previous performances with this film.Pachaikili Muthucharam is slated for release later this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: ஜோ இனிமேல் படத்துல நடிக்க மாட்டாங்கனு நெனச்சென்!!! ஆனா re-entryகு  திரும்பவும் Gowtham menon directionla! So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kollywood movies in Bollywood...Now it is the season of remakes in Bollywood. Tamil movies with good scripts are widely sought after by the Bollywood populace. Directors Manirathinam, P. Vasu and Bharathiraja have already started this trend. Director Selvaraghavan is planning to direct his 7/G Rainbow Colony in Hindi, Susi Ganesan too will do the Hindi version of Thiruttu Payale while A.R. Murugadoss will direct his chart buster Ghajini in Hindi. It is to be noted that director cum actor S.J. Suryah has already directed the Hindi version of Khushi. Will Hindi remake of Tamil movies break new grounds in Bollywood? ---- Source Galatta.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: இப்பொ ஒன்னும் சொல்ராப்புல இல்ல அப்பு!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don, the Bollywood blockbuster of the 80s, was remade with contemporary idioms recently in Bollywood. The original Don was remade in Tamil in the 80s as Billa. Billa is now being remade and reinvented in Tamil. Getting into the act will be Ajith. And directing it will be Vishnuvardhan, the modern Tamil director.L.Suresh of Ananda Pictures will produce this film. Nirav Shah will handle the camera. Yuvan Shankar Raja will score the music. Shahrukh’s Don is a big hit. In fact, such remakes are now the norm in Bollywood.Kollywood is also getting into the act with right earnest. Vishnuvardhan, sources claim, had been toying with this idea for long. But it will be on Ajith that all the eyes will be on.To make a Rajini movie as a remake takes guts and strength of character. And Ajith has shown that he has it in him. Ajith has also got the go-ahead from Rajini. So the coast is clear for him.The film will begin rolling in March 2007. ---- Source IndiaGlitz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: என்ன கேட்டா நம்ம SuperStarஏ பில்லா II லயும் நடிக்கலாம். இன்னும் படம் பிச்சிண்டு ஓடும்!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namma Imsai arasan thirumbavum imsai(imsai squared) panna varrar. The film titled Indiralohathil Na Azhagappan features Vadivelu in four different make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Oyl: நம்ம வருத்தப்படாத வாலிபருக்கு இம்முறையும் வெற்றி கிடைக்க எல்லோரும் வாழ்த்துவோம்!!! க க க போ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இத்தோடு நான் அப்பீட்டு ஆய்க்கரேன். சங்கதி அம்புட்டு தென்!!!&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;மீண்டும் நானே வருவேன்!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116607824618167536?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116607824618167536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116607824618167536&amp;isPopup=true' title='101 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116607824618167536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116607824618167536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='கணவுத்தொழிற்ச்சாலையின் துணுக்கு மூட்டை!!!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>101</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116368181001552438</id><published>2006-11-16T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:56:50.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising of the Dead!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday around 7.30 pm as usual I was browsing through all the 120 channels of my TV. Happened to see this program called "Destination" in Travel &amp; Living channel..... Want to share with you what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This program is basically about the top 10 places of a country. They choose one country per week and this time it was Mexico. As I was hopping from one to another I saw this programme only from the middle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were quite a lot of interesting cities which they were showcasing...I dont remember all names rather(except one) but I could remember why they are famous for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequilla&lt;br /&gt;Folk dance&lt;br /&gt;Natural Massage center&lt;br /&gt;Natural Aquarium&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc., but the one that I could not forget was the City named Guanajuato which is famous for its Mummy Museum....Details follows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This city of Guanajuato is very small so the City authorities charge every family for maintaining their family member's cemetry. If the fare remains due for more than 5 years, the authorities dig the corpse and take it to this museum. Interesting na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhu namma oorula nadandha museum idam pathadhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact I was amazed to see how well they maintain this museum.. each corpse has a seperate framed box of glass so that everybody can view it fully.... good one than the coffin though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting fact about all the corpses that they saw was, their mouths were wide open showing different dramatical expressions. This is because when the musles dry up, they contract and due to which the mouth opens up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have found interesting poses of mummies and also found that a lady was burried alive some 6 years ago..Also one can see the world's smallest mummy. A child who died in its mother's womb....terrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially there were no visitors to this place. But now there are quite a lot of visitors to this museum. Also one of the museum authorites state that, "peolpe have started realising the fact that there is nothing to be horrified about what they see.. its just a matter of Life and Death. More particularly state of a body after death".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to visit this place if by chance I go to Mexico... nadakkuma nu theriyala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view some pictures related to this click on this link &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/3314781ANqDzZZgIg"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/3314781ANqDzZZgIg&lt;/a&gt;. Again thanks to google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meenduum naaney varuven...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116368181001552438?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://community.webshots.com/album/3314781ANqDzZZgIg' title='Rising of the Dead!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116368181001552438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116368181001552438&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116368181001552438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116368181001552438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/11/rising-of-dead.html' title='Rising of the Dead!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116296583823105136</id><published>2006-11-07T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:03:58.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!Sutta Pazham!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days!!! ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When The school reopened in June, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we settled in our new desks andbenches!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we queued up in book depot,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And got our new booksand notes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet managed to line up daily for the morning prayers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We learnt writing withslates and pencils, and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to Color pencils and finally sketch pens! When we started calculatingfirst with tables and then with Clarke's tables and advanced to Calculators and computers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms Drenched in sweat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,Playgrounds,under the trees and even in cycle sheds! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenall the colors in the world,Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whencricket was played with writing pads as bats, And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!Whenfew played"kabadi" and "Kho-Kho" in scorching sun, While others simply played"book cricket" in theConfines of classroom!Of fights but no conspiracies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenwe used towatch Live Cricket telecast, In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenfew rushed at 3:45 to"Conquer" window seats in our School bus! Whilefew others had "Big Fun", "peppermint","kulfi", " milk ice !" and "sharbat !" at 4o Clock! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of Sports Day,and the annual School Day , &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the one-month longpreparations for them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly,Half Yearly and Annual Exams, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the mostenjoyed holidays after them!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days Of tenth and twelfth standards, whenWe Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We learnt,We enjoyed,We played, We won, We lost,We laughed, We cried, We fought, We thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With so much fun in them, so many friends, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much experience, all this and more!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we usedto talk for hours with our friends! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days When we played games on the road!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now weCode on the road with laptop!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days When we saw stars Shining at Night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we see stars when our code doesn'tWork!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we chat in chat rooms.....!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where westudied just to pass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we study to save our job!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where we shouted on the road!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we don't shout even at homeGone are the daysWhere we got lectures from all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But not the memories, which will beLingering in our hearts for ever and ever and Ever and ever and ever .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone are the Days.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DONT FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/funkyfun/join/" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/funkyfun/join/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116296583823105136?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116296583823105136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116296583823105136&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116296583823105136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116296583823105136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/11/sutta-pazham.html' title='!!!Sutta Pazham!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116201614420025977</id><published>2006-10-27T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:15:44.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25) Tag o Tag! Price(less) Tag!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi ppl. This is my 25th post. Yellarum joora oru dhaba kai thattungooooo.....&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;Anyway let me come to the matter...Mr. KK has tagged me. Ithanai naal yeppadiyo thappichikittu irundhen.. aana indha dhaba annathey mattivittutaru... yenna seiya... neenga yellam anubavichudhan aganum...&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;Thot how could I make this post a lil different. Bored of speaking about my likes and dislikes.. so thot to do it a bit differently... not sure how different you find it but still!!!!!&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;Top few things that I want to buy/possess/do but not able to so far!&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;1) I wanna to play in the fields / tea coffee estates... but havent got the chance to even get into the fields&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;2) Wanna hug my grandpa who expired much before i was born&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;3) Want to record my granny singing. you know she is a terrific singer. No one even bothered to record her voice. She used to be very famous in her village for her voice and used to sing in all temples. But now due to age, she is not even able to speak.. But I am happy she is still healthy..&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;4) Wanna get a car that runs without fuel.. I mean a cute small Solar car that can fly.. so that I can avoid the traffic.. hehehe (yenakku romba aasai illa?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Take a cold milk shower (bath tubla fill panni koduthalum paravailla adjust pannipen) .. I saw one ad in which a baby is bathed in milk.. appo irundhu yenakku inda aasai..&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;6) Good and healthy eyes. One-yenakku use(vera yenna sight adikka dhan); Two-After my life, it would be of use to someone else.&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;7) Want to learn cooking!!! But away from home and in a pg here.. not able to learn so far!&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;8) Wanna travel a lot.. I mean to countries and places....&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;Top few things that I dont want to buy/possess/do but not able to so far!&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;1) Age. I dont want to get old. May be if I get a time machine, I would go back to my childhood days... I want to live through that life again cause now I feel that I have missed to do a lot in my childhood&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;2) I dont want my PG and office food.... but cant prevent...&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;3) I dont want to be thin. But yevlo saptalum weight poda mudiyala.. Tips invited here!&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;4) Good books... adhu yen raasi nu nenaikkaren.. thedi kandupidichu oru book vanguven asaiya padikka arambippen... apparam patha kevalama irukkum... not sure if the fault is in my selection or in my taste!!!&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;5) I dont want to be like Tom! I want to be like Jerry! But when I fight with my sister, I bcum Tom and she bcums.......&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;Ada rama! I planned for 5 each. Ippo patha want list adhigama irukkey.. Chey dont want list la yeduvumey thona mattengudhu..&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;P.S: Naan tag panna ninaikkara aalungayellam blog worldla irukkangalanu yenakku theriyadhu.. so as of now I am not bugging anybody else... neram varum bodhu I will catch ppl!!! okva&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;okie.. Meendum naaney varuven....&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116201614420025977?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116201614420025977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116201614420025977&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116201614420025977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116201614420025977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/25-tag-o-tag-priceless-tag.html' title='25) Tag o Tag! Price(less) Tag!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116118056631981584</id><published>2006-10-18T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T07:09:26.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepavali Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://events.stanford.edu/events/13/1301/diwali%20diya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://events.stanford.edu/events/13/1301/diwali%20diya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****WISH EVERYBODY A VERY GLORIOUS &amp;amp; DEEPAVALI**** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116118056631981584?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116118056631981584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116118056631981584&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116118056631981584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116118056631981584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/deepavali-greetings.html' title='Deepavali Greetings'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-116013673375217092</id><published>2006-10-06T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T05:12:13.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did the Granny cross the road?</title><content type='html'>Today luckily I finished my work earlier than usual and took the first evening cab to go home... On the way I happened to see this tiny incident which actually created a sort of confused feelings.....Let me explain the two incidents... it's not that great incidents but then..... go on reading.... I am not able to explain my feelings at this point of time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Scene 1: My cab finally started from office and reached the main road where there was a huge line of traffic at a three road junction... what else some confusion in the middle of the road and all the vehicles trying to overtake and get rid of the traffic as usual which led to a comotion at that place...I was sitting in the cab watching the traffic and the roadside garden.. suddenly a granny fell into my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should describe her looks here... She should be surely around late sixtes or early seventies.. the wrinkles on her face clearly explained he age and the amount of poverty she has faced.. but I could think of one Tamil saying by looking at her "வறுமையிலும் செம்மை".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let me come to the point...As all the vehicles were roaring to get cleared off, she was standing at the other side of the road and attempting to cross and come to the other end...but she was so hesitant, afraid, etc., she almost came till the middle of the road, looking at the roaring vehicle which turned she went back... infact I would tell if you or I was there, we would just show our hand to the roaring traffic and cross the road.. the traffic was too much there but not that fast...&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised and wondered as to why she was so hesitant.. she almost attempted 5 to 6 times to cross the road and jus went back to her original place each time.. I infact felt like getting down from the cab and take her to the other side of the road....but practically if you see நம்ம தன்மானம் இடம் தறாது". So I dint help her...(I know. Shame on me. But cant help it. Each one of us are like that only)... then the cab moved on and the grandma went out of my sight but stuck to my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: My cab somehow came past that stupid traffic and was into a sideway gully in order to avoid the Airport Road traffic...there in one of the streets I saw two small boys (should be around 6 or 7 years old each) playing in the middle of the road....inspite of the roaring horn of my cab and the lorry which was on the other side, plus a couple of two wheelers on both sides... they were engrossed in their kiddish quarrel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both these incidents revolved round in my mind for quite sometime and I landed up again in my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think and how ironical are both these incidents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of Ignorance Vs. Knowledge Vs. Experience? Can experience make a person coward? Why was that lady so hesitant to cross the road? Or getting older makes one feel more and more unsecure? Was she afraid of getting scoldings from one of the drivers? In order to avoid that was she so hesitant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all why did that granny want to cross that road? Was she going to meet her son? Was she going is search of some work? Was she going to earn something so that she could get something for her hungry grandchildren at home? Or has she earned something for the day and going home to meet her children and prepare something for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many unanswered questions running in my mind now.... and I know even if I get answers to these it would not help that old lady in any way... let me stop here... anyhow I felt like venting my thoughts somewhere and I have done it........not sure if I can recognize her if I happened to see her again but this incident would stay in my mind forever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Meendum Naaney varuven!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-116013673375217092?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/116013673375217092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=116013673375217092&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116013673375217092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/116013673375217092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-did-granny-cross-road.html' title='Why did the Granny cross the road?'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115994613571461551</id><published>2006-10-04T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:15:35.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE REPORT BOGUS!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to hop to one of these orkut communities and was terribly shocked. The community name is "We Hate India". Here is the link...&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=14773994"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=14773994&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;kindly log onto this link and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REPORT BOGUS&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I read an article in The Times of India regarding a survey conducted by them. The results are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question to Indians: Would you like to be reborn as an Indian?&lt;br /&gt;93% of Indians have answered yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question to Chinese: Would you like to be reborn as a Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;36% of Chinese answered yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the difference. And I am sure in the next survey we would answer 100% yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Irony that I happened to see this orkut community which has posted a foto of our Indian flag burning on the home page and a person is praising that in one of the topics posted. I was annoyed.....Also the abbrevation that they are explaining about INDIA is attrocious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam not worried if you dont drop a comment to this post.. But kindly report Bogus. If you had already done I am very happy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: With all intentions to attract PUBLIC INTEREST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115994613571461551?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115994613571461551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115994613571461551&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115994613571461551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115994613571461551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/10/please-report-bogus.html' title='PLEASE REPORT BOGUS!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115955974886684613</id><published>2006-09-29T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:58:42.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Things that I miss / do cause I am away from home….&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYU: What I miss is in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bold + Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What I do is &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Underlined + Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started the list from the beginning of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mom wakes me up the time I want… I don’t remember of using an &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; when I was at home. Infact most moms are like that I guess.. They wake up before you and sleep after you. I use it now… quite often as every day morning I would snooze it half a dozen times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hot filter coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as soon as I brush my teeth and come to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chellama naalu thittu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. 2 from dad. 2 from mom for switching on the TV early in the morning without going to take bath…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hot, delicious, healthy breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…I remember those days when I used to scold my mom for making Idlis every Monday… I used to curse her for making me to start the week with that Idiotic Idli. Poor Idli and Mummy both were soft but I was behaving Hard… Idlis take revenge on me now (My PG uncle brings them.. with which you can do bowling and injure the Batsman’s head as well) But not Mummy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Eat lot of junk food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;…Does someone need explanation to this point? I know! All of us do and can’t survive without this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My two wheeler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Used to whirl round the city with it… Now I maintain Nataraja service…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I often make &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;phone calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; home now. I dint realize the importance of communication when I was at home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Read point 4. Concept same. Menu different for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lunch/Dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Of course how can I miss telling about my lil sister? Hmm the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;quarrels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I have with her for every small thing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watching all this quietly with a sarcastic cant change these ppl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kinda looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his face…. How sweet!!! Of course he gets hypered if we cross limits.. but had tried to be patient a lot of times but cud not…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;travel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;every fortnight to my home as I cant resist doing all these more than a week. Tho it is tiresome, every alternate Friday nights I make it a point to start packing up to go home. The enjoyment that I get, the content that fills me when I see them… I cant explain….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would occur in most of our lives.... no matter where you are, what you do. But the longing in each person's heart would always keep asking, "When will I b back home?" The only difference is that I can travel quite often but some cant... I wish all of them Good Luck to be back with your sweet homes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is yet another Friday nite and I am going to my native…. Bye ppl and cya all back next week!!! Tata and TC till then….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115955974886684613?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115955974886684613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115955974886684613&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115955974886684613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115955974886684613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Home Sweet Home&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115875479635827542</id><published>2006-09-20T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T05:19:56.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>தமிழ் தத்துவங்கள்! Enjoy the கடிகள்!!!!</title><content type='html'>Top 20 thatuvams......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Naaiku naalu kaal irukkalam, aana adhala local call, std call, isd call yen missed call kooda thara mudiyadhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. gangai aathula meen pidikkalam, cauvery aathula meen pidikkalam aana Iyer aathula meen pidikka mudiyumo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. thiruvalluvar 1330 kural write panni irundhalum, avarala oru kuralla dhan pesa mudiyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. yenna dhaan un thalai suthinalum un mudhugai paaka mudiyuma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Meen pidikkaravanai Meenavanu solrum. appo naai pidikkaravan nayavana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. yennadhan oruthan gunda irundhallum avanai thuppakiku ulla poda mudiyuma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. scorpion kottina valikkum, snake kottina valikkum, hair kottina valikkuma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. school testla bit adikkalam, college examla bit adikkalam. Blood testla bit adikka mudiyumo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. pongalukku govt.la leave viduvanga. aana idly dosaiku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. kolamavula kolam podalam aana kadalai maavula kadalai poda mudiyuma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. life la onnum illana bore adikkum. thalila onnum illana glare adikkum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 7 parambaraikku ukkandu saapida sothu irundhallum fast food shop la ninnu dhan sappidanum. Thats life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. engineering collegela padicha engineer agalam. aana presidency collegela padicha president agalama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Auto auto nu name irundhalum adha manuala thaan drive pannanum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. thooka marundhu sapta thookam varum. irumal marundhu sapta irumal pogum.(yenna thattuvam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. vaazhai maram thar podum aana adhai vachu road poda mudiyumo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. tea cupla tea irukkum. appo world cup la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. cell moolama SMS anuppalam. Aana SMS moolama cell anuppa mudiyadhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Pal kova palla irundhu varum. aana rasa gulla rasathil irundha varum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. sunday annikku sandai podalam, monday annikku mandaiya podalamo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls: Please don't throw tomotoes, eggs, s.....rs, etc., ivai anaithum yen padaippugal alla yenbadhai miga thelivaga valiyurutha virumbugiren......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115875479635827542?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115875479635827542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115875479635827542&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115875479635827542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115875479635827542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/enjoy.html' title='தமிழ் தத்துவங்கள்! Enjoy the கடிகள்!!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115856075850588392</id><published>2006-09-17T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:25:58.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voters can Dump Politicians!!!</title><content type='html'>Election facts we are not aware of ...&lt;br /&gt;Election Commision of India (HANDBOOK FOR CADIDATES)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the Anti-reservation protest going on, the following information about the article regarding the provision of section 49 O seems to fit in. It says :"In a particular constituency, if a voter has dislike to all of thecandidates competing there,Then he can show his dislike to all of them by registering for 49'O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps for doing this:&lt;br /&gt;1.While registering the name by the time of voting, convey thebooth officials that "I want to go for 49'O".&lt;br /&gt;2.Register your signature in the 49'O form available there. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the number of 49'O count is larger than that of the winningcandidates total vote count, then a re-election is called there.More than all, the shameful fact is, this 49'O is available ever since 1960, but it is in no way conveyed to the people.Neither the government communicate this, nor did the election commission.As long as the people are unaware of this one, the political parties are enjoying by winning the election and ditching our country.To stop this disaster to continue further, we don't need to take a swordand fight against the government.Just help every citizen to know that they have such a powerful weapon which can be used for ensuring their welfare.None of the media will be ready to publish this 49'O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us do this by ourselves.Communicate this information with all your family, friends, neighbors as much as you can and let them know their right.Please send this mail to everyone you know and request them to spread it across to everyone.Very less time left before the next election drama. Before that lets make sure that everyone speaks about this word "49'O".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election Commision of India (HANDBOOK FOR CADIDATES)please pass on to all concerned but unaware indians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115856075850588392?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115856075850588392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115856075850588392&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115856075850588392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115856075850588392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/voters-can-dump-politicians.html' title='Voters can Dump Politicians!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115830434339528297</id><published>2006-09-15T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:08:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of My Favourites! How bout U?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pantransit.reptiles.org/images/1996-07-28/washington-rain-forest.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pantransit.reptiles.org/images/1996-07-28/washington-rain-forest.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pantransit.reptiles.org/images/1996-07-28/washington-rain-forest.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt;His house is in the village, though;&lt;br /&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little horse must think it's queer&lt;br /&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt;The darkest evening of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt;To ask if there's some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The only other sound's the sweep&lt;br /&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,&lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;---Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How good it would be to wander through the deep woods...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget all the materialistic thoughts that revolve in my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Away from the polluted atmosphere in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take in a few deep breaths of the cold, clean air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess my soul would get some new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Get its wounds healed, get itself rejuvenated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be it anything, I would just love it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But still I too have promises to keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115830434339528297?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115830434339528297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115830434339528297&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115830434339528297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115830434339528297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-my-favourites-how-bout-u.html' title='One of My Favourites! How bout U?'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115815988320380424</id><published>2006-09-13T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:04:44.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Walls have Ears!!!</title><content type='html'>This incident happened a few days back....(MEC time!) Now imagine that Iam spinning a tortoise mosquito coil to get into the flashback!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 6.30 pm. One fine (rather unfine) Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I was rushing to the notice board to find which cab is allotted to me ( we are provided a drop facility in our office)......&lt;br /&gt;Checked the number and started searching the cab and simultaneously memorizing the number so that I dont forget it amidst the various cab numbers that I see across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 6.35 pm I found my cab and got in... found my Old team mate (Mahesh) sitting next to the driver's seat and as he is also from TN, started chatting in Tamil....&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely felt the presence of two other girls in the backseat of the cab and ignored their presence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of our chatting we heard some awkward accented tamil coming from a distant voice and noticed two girls talking something... sema accent... Tony blair parambarai nu nenappu.. peter podrada irundha englishla pesa vendiyadu dhaney... tamil kolai there! It was around 6.45 pm by then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahesh passed a comment "Idu yendha oor tamil?"&lt;br /&gt;I said "yenna ezavo? Sahikkala!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.. we started continuing our old topic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those two girls got into the cab and told "hey yenna neeyum indha cab a? nalladha pochu!"  to one of the girls who was in the back seat... hearing this my heart pounced to my mouth and got back to its place.... 6.50 pm.... and the cab started leaving the office....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my utter bad luck, the backseat girl kozhimootufied the incident to her as well! The one who got in immediately remarked "Why? yen tamilukku yenna koraichal?" I was about to comment back but then felt the tension of the situation and remained silent... Mahesh and me exchanged blunt smiles till they got dropped...6. 55 pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they got down I told him "nalla maatnom! yarukku yellam tamil theriyumnu kandu pidikkavey mudiyaradu illa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahesh said "இதெல்லாம் அரசியல் வாழ்க்கைல சகஜமப்பா!" (idellam arasiyal vazkaila sagajamappa!) in Goundamani style...7.00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my mom always used to tell me that even walls have ears. Be careful when you speak about somebody when you are in public... and as usual I never took it seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise it!!! and I am sure I would repeat the same dialogue in future to my kid as well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115815988320380424?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115815988320380424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115815988320380424&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115815988320380424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115815988320380424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/even-walls-have-ears.html' title='Even Walls have Ears!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115806607436498923</id><published>2006-09-12T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:10:44.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farenheit 9/11 from + to -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/400/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boiling Point          &amp;         Freezing Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All these years since Sept 11 2001, I always remembered the WTC attack... nothing to do with Politics but the 1000's of ppl who lost their lives and the 10,000's of ppl who lost their dearest ones in that attach... the after math of it is another night mare.... the attack of Afganistan by the US... aappppa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something to cool my mind out is the Joo Suu wedding which happened! It goes like this on "The Bangalore Times" caption... "The sweetheart and the heart throb of TN, when the sun rose on Sept 11, 2006 wedded....." Long live the couple, rather together!!! cause we've seen grand star couple marriages and ending in a dismay... let it not be the same... Wish them a very happy married life... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115806607436498923?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115806607436498923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115806607436498923&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115806607436498923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115806607436498923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/farenheit-911-from-to.html' title='Farenheit 9/11 from + to -'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115711454680804573</id><published>2006-09-11T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:56:24.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>யாம் பெற்ற இன்பம் பெறுக இவ்வையகம்!</title><content type='html'>தமிழில் பதிவு எழுத எனக்கு ரொம்ப நாட்களாக ஆசை!&lt;br /&gt;அது இப்போது நிறைவேறியது...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syamக்கு மிக்க நன்றி!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அவரின் Blogல் இருந்து சுட்டது பின்வறுமாறு...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;முதலில் நீங்கள் செய்ய வேண்டியது கீழே இருக்கும் சுட்டிக்கு போய் ஈகலப்பை என்னும் மென்பொருளை டவுன்லோட் செய்து உங்கள் கனினியில் இன்ஸ்டால் செய்யவும் (click on the URL below to download and install Ekalappai software)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thamizha.com/modules/mydownloads/singlefile.php?cid=3&amp;lid=3"&gt;http://thamizha.com/modules/mydownloads/singlefile.php?cid=3&amp;amp;lid=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அது முடிந்த பின்னர் ஃபயர்ஃபாக்ஸ் (Firefox) அல்லது இந்டர்நெட் எக்ஸ்ப்ளோரர்க்கு போய் Alt+2 அமுக்கிவிட்டு கீழே உள்ள முறையை பின்பற்றி தமிழில் டைப் அடிச்சு தூள் கிளப்புங்க&lt;br /&gt;என்னுடைய அனுபவத்தில் இந்டர்நெட் எக்ஸ்ப்ளோரர் நன்றாக உள்ளது&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;அ- a, ஆ- aa, இ - i, ஈ - ii , உ - u, ஊ- uu, எ - e, ஏ - ee, ஐ - ai, ஒ - o, ஓ - oo, ஔ - au, ஃ- q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;க்- k, க - ka, கா - kaa , கி - ki, கீ - kii , கெ - ke, கே - kee, கு - ku, கூ - kuu, கொ - ko , கோ - koo , கை - kai, கௌ - kau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இது மாதிரி கடைப்பிடித்து மற்ற எழுத்துக்களையும் எழுதலாம், முதல் எழுத்துக்களை மட்டும் கீழே கொடுத்து உள்ளேன்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ங- nga, ச - sa, ஞ nja, ட ta, ண Na, த tha, ந - wa, ப - pa, ம - ma, ய - ya, ர - ra, ல - la, வ - va, ழ - za, ள - La, ற - Ra, ன - na&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வட மொழி எழுத்துக்கள் இங்கே&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ஜ - ja, ஷ - sha, ஸ - Sa, ஹ - ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;திரும்ப இங்கிலீஸ்க்கு போக Alt+1 அழுத்துங்க சரி படிச்சு முடிச்சு உபயோகமா இருந்தா ஒரு 10 டாலர் மனி ஆர்டர்ல &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Syamக்கு&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; அனுப்பி வைங்க&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;முருகன் டாலரா வெங்கடாசலபதி டாலரா (தங்கத்துல) அனுப்பி வைத்தாலும் சரி! என்ன ok வா Syam???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115711454680804573?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115711454680804573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115711454680804573&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115711454680804573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115711454680804573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='யாம் பெற்ற இன்பம் பெறுக இவ்வையகம்!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115770509032452779</id><published>2006-09-08T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:44:50.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Right Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.smileyworld.com/greetings/images/largeimages/AF-010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.smileyworld.com/greetings/images/largeimages/AF-010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appa! MEC is over at last. But the sad part is issues are not over yet! MEC issues still continuing and not getting resolved. Hope they get solved atleast by next MEC....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inemey as usual updated Blogs...&lt;br /&gt;nice chats.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw me the escape to my native this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;See you all on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Tata cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115770509032452779?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115770509032452779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115770509032452779&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115770509032452779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115770509032452779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-right-back.html' title='Me Right Back!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115695289534933972</id><published>2006-08-30T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:48:15.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEC! MEC! MEC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/56641/2/istockphoto_56641_smiley_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/56641/2/istockphoto_56641_smiley_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyayo! Me stuck with MEC work from tmrw.... Bloga kooda mudiyadhu... that too an extended one this time... Me the koondukkili till next friday! See you all next Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata with tears!&lt;br /&gt;tears for the 15 hrs work that I have to do!&lt;br /&gt;tears for not being able to browse/chat&lt;br /&gt;tears for not being able to come home early&lt;br /&gt;tears for not being able to watch TV&lt;br /&gt;tears for the check point meetings that I have to attend&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I am happy cause I learn something each time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115695289534933972?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115695289534933972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115695289534933972&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115695289534933972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115695289534933972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/mec-mec-mec.html' title='MEC! MEC! MEC!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115675557178623357</id><published>2006-08-27T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:32:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganapathi Bappa Moriya!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sifyimg.speedera.net/sify.com/news_info/cities/festival/images/484X133_ganesha_ba_1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://sifyimg.speedera.net/sify.com/news_info/cities/festival/images/484X133_ganesha_ba_1709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suklaam bharatharam vishnum&lt;br /&gt;sadivarnam chaturbujam&lt;br /&gt;prasanna vathanam thayaeth&lt;br /&gt;sarva vignobha santhayae!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All good things are started after reciting this mantra... and that is the reason Ganesha is got another name called "Moola ganapathi".Also we start with Ganesha pooja due to the fact that we believe that he is the remover of all obstacles. I read in one of the articles on the web that our Lord Ganesha could be compared to that of Santa Claus. The reason being both bring goodness and luck along with them. Thats very true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the number of forms Ganesha has. Me and my mom once started drawing the different forms of Ganesha in a note book and finally found that his forms cant be restricted to the pages of that note book... and gave up the act! He is available to everyone. Rich, poor, good, bad, stingy, greedy, etc., Of course all of us know he is known as the God of Knowledge (Sidhi &amp; Budhi claimed to be his two wives!!! still a mystery)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganesha is usually seen accompanied by or riding on a rat as they are capable of forming their own way no matter whatever be the obstacle in front of them. Why do one offer coconut to Lord ganesha especially? ( Browsed a lot and found the answer - Symbolic of smashing the undesirable forces inherant in oneself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the only God according to me who finds a form in all materials and shapes possible. From Cowdung to Turmeric powder, from Glass to plastic, from iron to Gold! and what not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can keep on writing about this pot bellied fantastic character! Especially the vitty incident of how he dealt the scene with Muruga to get the Gnanapazam....Let this year go gr8 for all of us with the help of his blessings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganapathy bappa moriya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115675557178623357?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115675557178623357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115675557178623357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115675557178623357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115675557178623357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/ganapathi-bappa-moriya.html' title='Ganapathi Bappa Moriya!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115652421662045314</id><published>2006-08-25T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:43:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule of the Road!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vasanth.in/content/binary/bangalore-traffic-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.vasanth.in/content/binary/bangalore-traffic-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a nice Friday evening! I finished all my work at office sted fast and jumped into the 6.30 pm cab to reach home as I had to travel to my native that night.... Normally it takes 10-15 mins to commute between my home and office. But today it took me 55 mins to reach my destination.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine why? Ejjatly! It's the monster traffic which had caused this delay... that too in such a cosmo, every friday eve would be a great problem when the entire Bangalore is heading towards their homes after a long tiring week of work...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got this cartoon in one of the blogs while surfin'(thanks to Google!!!) It exactly depicts Bangalore's nature of traffic.. No wonder, this situation would really occur in a few years down the line....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm coming back to my story, with great difficulty I peeped out of the window of my cab and found that the cause for all this was a tempo traveller which stood jamming 3/4th of the road.. A super sandai was on there with the tempo driver, A maruthi car owner(who was apparently hit in the front by the tempo due to the sudden halt of the tempo) n a very (heavy)duty conscious traffic police was silently watching all this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Due to this traffic was blocked for miles ahead and behind the hotspot! Idhellam road orama vachikka koodadha? Imagine if a sick patient had to reach the hospital! Or a student had to reach the exam hall! When would people get Road sense? There is a lot to change by ourselves before expecting from the Government! Untill situations like these dont occur, there would not be a solution to traffic jams no matter how many ever fly overs a built in the city!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to my story! Then my cab driver managed to get into another parallel road in order to avoid the traffic.... there were many clever brains like him... As it was a narrow road in a matter of time there was a jam there as well. This was due to people trying to overtake the vehicles without giving way for the opposite side traffic to come this way... It was a real comedy show there! They really want to progress in short term. where would it lead to! They would go a few yards forward and get stuck. Instead if they had given way for the opposite side ppl to go smoothly, all would have gone easily!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Idhellam nam mahajanangallukku yendru vilangumo? Kadavulukkey velicham!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Atlast I decided to postpone my trip to next day early morning as it already started raining very heavily by the time I reached home..... so started bloggin!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115652421662045314?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115652421662045314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115652421662045314&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115652421662045314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115652421662045314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/rule-of-road.html' title='Rule of the Road!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115644199529740566</id><published>2006-08-24T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T10:58:25.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naan Vegetarian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.graphicwitness.org/coe/bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="160" alt="" src="http://www.graphicwitness.org/coe/bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.celestialhealing.net/physicalveg.htm"&gt;http://www.celestialhealing.net/physicalveg.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like everybody gothrough the article in the above link before I actually start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wondered why am I not a non vegetarian and infact questioned my mom also during my childhood. She like all other mothers answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kanna, it is a sin to kill another life and eat that. Saami Kanna kuthidum!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to wonder "Then why do we kill plants and eat? dont plants have life?" then consoled myself after a few years thinking that killing a one sense living being is better than killing a 5 sense creature. Not sure kareeta thappa nu... still hunting for an answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddissim is one of the relegions which propogates stict vegetarianism...A story in one of the Sutras goes like this. "A king of heaven was stalemated in a war with a demon, and neither side emerged as winner. As the king of heaven was leading his soldiers back, he saw the nest of a golden-winged bird in a tree by the roadside. "If the soldiers and chariots pass by here, the eggs in the nest will certainly fall to the ground and be scattered," he thought to himself. So he led his thousand chariots back the same road by which they came. When the demon saw the king of heaven returning, he fled in terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sutra's conclusion was that "if you use mercy to seek salvation, the lord of heaven will see it." This story tells us that mercy may not seem like much at first glance, but it is in fact extremely powerful. The Buddhist sutras frequently mention "the power of mercy," from this we know that mercy is indeed a potent force. If a Buddhist wants to learn to use this strength of mercy, he must be like the king of heaven in this story, and be ready to change the route of a thousand chariots rather than let a nest full of bird eggs fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Surangama Sutra tells us that "if we eat the flesh of living creatures, we are destroying the seeds of compassion." Infact I have heard that Buddist/Jain monks resist from taking antibiotics as it would kill the germs in their body.... There is a long way for mankind to go to that extent. Infact it is not required also.... But atleast we can resist from killing poor hens, goats,cows, etc., for their meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinduism is also a religion which preaches vegetarianism, as a way to live with a minimum of hurt to other beings, for to consume meat, fish, fowl or eggs is to participate indirectly in acts of cruelty and violence against the animal kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have heard of lot of Siddhas who have lived for more than 100 years taking in Air as their food..... They have left back a lot of gyan as to make "Unavey marundhu" and prevent the happening "Marundhey Unavu"..... Nobody infact bothers about them also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today's Pizza centers, fast food corners, restaurants, etc., remain first hand centers to perform this butchering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another side to this coin also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)People say that we get the vitamins, minerals,etc., which is absent in vegetarian diet by having fish, eggs, meat, etc., Could be! I dont deny the thought.&lt;br /&gt;2)There would not be ecological balance. Animals would increase in number than mankind... As if it is lesser than mankind now!&lt;br /&gt;3)God has created them for Man to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there has to be some difference between Barbarians and Civilized people. Today i think the gap is reducing day by day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Walsh once said that "To prevent human bloodshed one must start at the dinner table."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115644199529740566?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115644199529740566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115644199529740566&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115644199529740566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115644199529740566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/naan-vegetarian.html' title='Naan Vegetarian!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115643976408549868</id><published>2006-08-24T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T10:16:04.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annanukku Jay! Gabtanukku Jay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thatstamil.oneindia.in/images27/optimized/vijayakanth-350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://thatstamil.oneindia.in/images27/optimized/vijayakanth-350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thangathhalivar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yengal Annan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ilamai Puyal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kadhal Sooravali&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Puratchi Tamilan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;etc., etc., Yengal Vijayakanthukku Happy Birthdai do u, Habby Birthdai dai dai do u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Tried to sing vazthukkal in Senthil style)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25th Aug 2006....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115643976408549868?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115643976408549868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115643976408549868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115643976408549868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115643976408549868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/annanukku-jay-gabtanukku-jay.html' title='Annanukku Jay! Gabtanukku Jay!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115575332825165221</id><published>2006-08-16T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:05:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle for today!</title><content type='html'>The maker doesn't want it;&lt;br /&gt;The buyer doesn't use it;&lt;br /&gt;The user doesn't even see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115575332825165221?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115575332825165221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115575332825165221&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115575332825165221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115575332825165221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/riddle-for-today.html' title='Riddle for today!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115573327622037711</id><published>2006-08-16T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T07:20:26.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free! Ilavasam! Mufth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/1600/p13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/p13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch on the TV! Tune onto your radio! Walk along your street! You may find almost 7/10 ads declaring something free for their products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oru kilo punnaku vangina, 100 gm paruthi kottai ilavasam".&lt;br /&gt;"Thangam vangina kal muthu pavazam ilavasam"&lt;br /&gt;"Get 3 Jeans for Rs.1599/- and get one absolutely free"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead to that effect improve the quality or reduce the price... nobody would be ready to do that! Not only here in India, all over the world this culture has spread its roots. According to me this increases the tendancy to ask for more. Not getting satisfied with what one has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree to the fact that this is one of the best tactics to improve business, increase profit, but at the cost of human values. I remember one saying here... it goes like this "namma aalunga freea kudutha Phenoyla kooda kudippanga"... doesnt it sound bad... where is it all leading to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact today's Politics is also driven by this element which is the worse case scenario of any country... Sorry to get onto Politics here but cant resist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangal aatchiku vandhaal cylinder ilavasam, kozhi muttai ilavasam, velai illaa pattadharigalukku ookathogai, 5 cent ground,etc, etc. This is in no way to point out the current ruling party... something or the other is declared by every party in one form or the other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of giving all this, create employment opportunities and people would get all these on their own... the worst one is giving allowance for unemployed.. isnt it not encouraging them to remain unemployed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to cosmetics.... Buy 3 shampoo sachets and get 1 absolutely free... Infact the quantity is reduced from the other 3 and poured into the 4th one.. Our people though aware of this, go and fall blindly into the well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact today, the 5 forces of nature itself is packeted and sold... air, water, land, sky,fire... its nature's gift to us and due to misusage we are paying for our gifts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this situation change? sindhikka vendiya oru karuthu illaiya?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115573327622037711?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115573327622037711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115573327622037711&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115573327622037711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115573327622037711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/free-ilavasam-mufth.html' title='Free! Ilavasam! Mufth!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115512838739961245</id><published>2006-08-09T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:59:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard time Pronouncing this word!!!</title><content type='html'>The longest word in the English language, according to the Oxford English Dictionary, is pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.  I had a very hard time pronouncing it. Not sure whether you can. Try out!! And the ever longest plural is also the same pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another longest word which I ever know is Antidisestablishmentarianism. This one is a bit easier.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god! who finds out words like these..... huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115512838739961245?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115512838739961245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115512838739961245&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115512838739961245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115512838739961245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/hard-time-pronouncing-this-word.html' title='Hard time Pronouncing this word!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115503240610927129</id><published>2006-08-08T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T05:40:04.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Westernized Celebrations!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Friendship Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Women's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Naai kutti Day!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Punai kutti day!&lt;br /&gt;etc., etc.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess going forward, 365 days in a year would not be enough. There is some name for each day or the other and some celebration awaiting every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is this all necessary? I am not against celebrations here. But the way we celebrate these now a days. Of course we have children's day, new year, teacher's day, etc., which is there for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the recent ones added to the list are making me nervous a bit. It is merely to improve business of certain people, improve popularity of certain channels, etc., such westernized way of celebrations are introduced in the recent past, that too in the currrent decade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is become the need of the day to celebrate these special days with Gala and fun by going to a discothey or a star nite, etc. Else you are out of the crowd. Not upto the current fashion fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually you can celebrate a day to thank somebody, example thank your teachers / mother for what they have done for you! But just for the sake of it many of them celebrate other such days which do not have a meaning atall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact every day you can celebrate your friendship, each day you can praise your mother for the sacrifices she does for you, every day kiss your dad for the love he bestows on you. Everyday tell " ILU " to your beloved lover. Why do we need a seperate day for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115503240610927129?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115503240610927129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115503240610927129&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115503240610927129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115503240610927129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/westernized-celebrations.html' title='Westernized Celebrations!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115442051457188871</id><published>2006-08-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:40:43.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Vs. Manushaal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Few interesting facts about Cellular phones:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Martin Cooper was the man who invented Mobile phones technology in 1973. Cooper worked for what was then a little-known company called Motorola and he had just developed the world's first "hand-held cellular telephone''. It had weighed around 2 kilos and was almost brick sized. Its battery lasted only for around 10 to 20 mins..... They had spent 10 years to build it up and spent billions of money. The first mobile phone costed around 4000 US dollars it seems...... but the cost of it today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For all the hard work put in by him, is this technology used properly today? Meaning is it being misused? I feel the answer to it is yes. Not sure what you think..... Of course, mobile phones have brought in a tremendous change in the way the world communicates. It has its own advantages.. But where does it all result in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel each of us are going away from the others as and when technology improves... what say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Earlier, when a family receives a call on their land line phone or be it a trunk call, the entire family would sit around and wait to talk over the phone ( of course to the person on the other side is what i mean here). Today I have noticed a lot many people move away from the place when they get a call. I feel that mobile phones have made people into seperate islands though the motto of all mobile companies would sound like "STAY CONNECTED".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine some 20 years ago, if a person was seen in a bus stop with his hand on his cheek and talking to himself what would people comment? "paavam paithiyam pola irrukku. thannaku thaney polambikkaran" but today, times have changed. Infact with blue tooth, hands free, etc, you dont even keep your hands on the cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not to mention about mobile phones with camera facility. Utter misuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Infact the traffic police has a great aversion towards this product. Imagine the number of accidents accross the world each day due to SPOKEN DRIVING(I tried to name it something like Drunken Driving). Infact a helmet would not help here. Yes we have a hands free, but not all people use it especially four wheeler drivers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I happened to visit my native this weekend and next to my seat, was a girl whom i guess was working in some MNC for sure. One could name her as "Missed Call Nuisance". Appappa, she started giving missed calls as soon as she got into the bus. The person on the other end, paavam called back. She spoke for around half an hour and hanged on. Next called up another person. Again for quite some time kadalai / mokkai. (I was not sure whether that was a guy or a girl). Like this it went on and as far as I remember I counted some 6 to 7 calls after which I dozzed off...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again parents allowing their school going and college going sons/daughters to use mobile phones are seriously committing a crime.... Agree it keeps them connected to their home where ever they are. But is that the only use they make it of? My god, how much of a distraction it causes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Idumaadiri sollikitey polam. Infact polambikitey polam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But one good thing about mobile phone is that I speak to my mom &amp;amp; dad every day though I stay away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehehehehehehehe......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115442051457188871?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115442051457188871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115442051457188871&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115442051457188871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115442051457188871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/08/mobile-vs-manushaal.html' title='Mobile Vs. Manushaal'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115375832675183445</id><published>2006-07-27T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:41:10.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Good Fwd which I got......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Coffee &amp;amp; Cup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it." Don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115375832675183445?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115375832675183445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115375832675183445&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115375832675183445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115375832675183445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-good-fwd-which-i-got.html' title='One Good Fwd which I got......'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115392349083274237</id><published>2006-07-26T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:41:49.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imsai Arasan 23rd Pulikesi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I happened to see this movie recently.... a different attempt by Shankar Films... but has maintained his grandeous manner this time also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A good try by Chimbuvendan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A nice opportunity for Vadively to showcase his talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Altogether an entertainer for the Viewers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Shortly the movie is a new wine in an old bottle..... why I specify this is, all through the movie, present day events/issues are discussed but in an old style... few frames below....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Nazer tells the vaithiyar to give kalli paal to the child to kill it.... the vaithiyar replies "Aan kuzandhaiku kalli paala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) Akka mala &amp;amp; Gapsi cool drinks jus immitating coco cola and pepsi.... sounds great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3) Giving the Man of the match title to Sachithanandham sounding like Sachin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) The poetry recited by Paalapatra Oonandi tryin to find appreciative meanings for the words which Pulikesi thinks as abuses..... Thaalia Thaalia!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) Edward tells, "Iam 18th Edward"! Pulikesi tells "So what? I am 23rd Pulikesi"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and many more throughout the film..... especially the way Vadivelu pronounces "Kradhaga" is awesome! Also his innovative way of punishing people though irritating some times sounds humorous also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But certain stuff were irritating like the "Adi vaa" song more or less an imitate of an Old Shivaji song which has more or less the same story as well.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Again the age old concept of Dual role..... could have of tried to do something better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nazer comes like that of a Sunsilk shampoo model which is sick... Also Manoramma seems to be an unwanted character&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual Shankar had made the movie end with a message "The 10 point programme" which Vadivelu recites with all possible edhugai and monai. Indha thalaimurai ku oru Raja kaalam kadhai sonnadhuku oru OOOHHHOOOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Overall rating: 3.5 out of 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115392349083274237?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115392349083274237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115392349083274237&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115392349083274237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115392349083274237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/07/imsai-arasan-23rd-pulikesi.html' title='Imsai Arasan 23rd Pulikesi'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30684157.post-115286975571167071</id><published>2006-07-14T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:42:25.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outsourcing of Indian Education!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;....."Despite high marks that India gets in the world media for an educated labor force, its sclerotic institutions of higher education are facing many challenges from globalization. While many extraordinarily successful doctors, businesspeople and scientists are from India, only three Indian institutions rank among the worldÂs top 500 universities. Since the market for talent has gone global, many of IndiaÂs premier institutions fail to attract bright students within their own borders who usually make their way to universities in the US, China and Europe. As a result, policy analyst Pratap Bhanu Mehta points out that India misses out on opportunities as Indians abroad file for patents and create businesses. One reason is the governmentÂs rigid control over educational policy. To meet the demands of globalization, the government must spend more on education, increase student access, yet also extend greater autonomy to its universities. More funding combined with greater flexibility will strengthen research capability and secure talent within the countryÂs borders. IndiaÂs rigid regulation of education retards the intellectual growth of its institutions, diminishing their ability to compete for global talent".... YaleGlobal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a recent article which crossed my eyes...... quite thought provoking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I put some thought on this,weird wierd questions come up to my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is India not able to tackle the challenges posed by Globalization?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Are there not enough faculty to provide quality education to its students?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;India has been spending $3 bio on foreign education per year..... to train the students abroad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Around 80,000 foreign students in the US are Indians....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idhulla oru nalla vishayam yenna na, the Indian Government is very rigid about the Outsourcing of Indian Education. If outsourcing of education happens, would it lead to positive or negative effects is another topic to debate about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its high time that the Goverrealizesalises the importance of retaining students and make sure that quality and what you call "the state of the Art" kind of education is provided here.... which would result in grooming of experts here itself and infact attraForeignoreing Investment on the other hand... because the number of foreign students in India are reducing year after year.... The statistics reads that there is a decrease of about 5000 students within a decade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though a small group of elite institutions are iestablishedblised across the Iboundaryoundry, that is not enough and would suffice the need of the hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still, one thought revolves around my mind..... enga padicha yenna? yeppidi padichomgaradhu thaan mukkiyam. yeppidi padichomgaradhu vidda padicha arivey yeppadi use panrom garadhu dhaan mukkiyam... illaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Adsense&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30684157-115286975571167071?l=oliveoyyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/feeds/115286975571167071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30684157&amp;postID=115286975571167071&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115286975571167071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30684157/posts/default/115286975571167071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oliveoyyl.blogspot.com/2006/07/outsourcing-of-indian-education.html' title='Outsourcing of Indian Education!!!'/><author><name>oliveoyl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676153802040947816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7962/3295/320/fairy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
