http://www.rediff.com/money/2007/jun/26spec1.htm
http://www.rediff.com/money/2007/jun/25sebi1.htm
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
weekend was gud..
Couple of my frnds, Raj n Jayant came over to SFO along with one of their friends Zambie..
Jayant called me early in the morning at about 7:46am on saturday to get ready..this is really early to me for a saturday...somehow got ready by 11...visited the temple...yes..my regular saturday visit....
There is a new Indian restaurant opened in Pleasant hill downtown called Monsoon masala....decent food n service...
Headed to Mystery spot....we lost our way n reached santa cruz almost....came bac to mystery spot...now we lost our friends in the other car.....:(
Luckily spotted our frnds while figuring our way bac to mystery spot.....here r the details of the place....from wiki...http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mystery_Spot
After mystery spot...went to Santa cruz n played frisbee...it was fun....after a along time....
Sunday had a gud lunch at a frnds place....it was fun too....:))
Jayant called me early in the morning at about 7:46am on saturday to get ready..this is really early to me for a saturday...somehow got ready by 11...visited the temple...yes..my regular saturday visit....
There is a new Indian restaurant opened in Pleasant hill downtown called Monsoon masala....decent food n service...
Headed to Mystery spot....we lost our way n reached santa cruz almost....came bac to mystery spot...now we lost our friends in the other car.....:(
Luckily spotted our frnds while figuring our way bac to mystery spot.....here r the details of the place....from wiki...http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mystery_Spot
After mystery spot...went to Santa cruz n played frisbee...it was fun....after a along time....
Sunday had a gud lunch at a frnds place....it was fun too....:))
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Naanoru vilayattu bommaya - nostalgia
Came across this song....today...
http://esnips.com/doc/04a751a4-c2f4-48b6-8b8e-4431b51faee4/Naan-oru-vilaiyattu---P-Unnikrishnan---Navarasa-Kanada
This is a song written by papansam sivan. Felt nostalgic after listening to this song. My mom sings this song very nicely. I wish i go bac home n spend some time with mom, dad n brother..miss them badly..:((
http://esnips.com/doc/04a751a4-c2f4-48b6-8b8e-4431b51faee4/Naan-oru-vilaiyattu---P-Unnikrishnan---Navarasa-Kanada
This is a song written by papansam sivan. Felt nostalgic after listening to this song. My mom sings this song very nicely. I wish i go bac home n spend some time with mom, dad n brother..miss them badly..:((
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Surdas
Here are some interesting links about Surdas....
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surdas
http://www.indolink.com/Kidz/surdas.html
http://www.poemhunter.com/sant-surdas/poems/page-1/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surdas
http://www.indolink.com/Kidz/surdas.html
http://www.poemhunter.com/sant-surdas/poems/page-1/
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
I wish....
I came across an article today somewhere....here it goes....
The woods were lovely dark and deep. Walking slowly beside her, in thedamp mud road, was her husband whom she barely knew. He was very relaxed, happily watching a group of kids playing at a distance.Her "mehandi" was still dark and smelling fresh, reminding of theexcitements and tension 2 days back. "It cant work this way mom...please stop this", she kept telling her mother till the lastmoment,who wouldnt listen but carry on with beautifying her.She hadbeen crying all night and her make-up had to be patched up twice or thrice to hide her awkwardly swollen face.It was too late now.She had to get married "NOW" to the guy...The guywhom she had seen once and talked thrice.The guy about whom she knew nothing at all but for his name and work.Everything happened in ahurry and everthing was over before she could breathe again... herewas she with this guy, all alone in this hill station... how can anybody send their daughter such a long distance with a stranger???"Hey look at that....!!!" he shouted in excitement... she shrugged andlooked where his finger pointed...
Bright colored balloons dotted the sky. Children were jumping in joyand he seemed to be completely absorbed into it...colors are alwaysexciting...but not now.She was not with her friends, not with her team mates, not even with her parents. This was not a 3 day tour or teambuilding trip.This was her life and she has been forced to start offwith this person.
Loneliness and discomfort with this stranger was sickening...Shelooked at him in wonder... does he even realize that he has marriedme?Does he understand that he has to love me,protect me,care for me,a new girl,a stranger,all his life?
The marriage morning started like a daylight nightmare for her.Thefirst time in life she felt she should have fallen in love and then married somebody. some man who she would have felt more comfortablewith, someone whom she could call by name and introduce to friends,someone whom she could trust. But marriage morning was obviously not the time to think all these.
Her parents would never have said "no" if she had declared that shewas in love.But she was not emotionally attached to anybody she met,especially guys.She was very friendly,playing,teasing, but neverhad second thought for any man around her.That brought the entireresponsibility of looking for a groom on her parents' shoulders.Herparents had had a very bad time with this entire process.They startedtheir groom search with unending "&" operation. The concatenation of"Horoscope matching" & "Decent family" & "Good looking" & "Good pay" & "same caste" & so on... that always gave 0 output.Now after all that 8months hunt,they were not ready to hear her "ifs" and "buts" for this'good guy'.
She had explained to her father.She does not feel anything for thisperson.He is nothing more to me than any other softwareprofessional.Like list of names she sees in the chat rooms. Distant and usual...Her father asked her to talk to him and even meet him anddiscuss their likes and dislikes.That meeting started like theinduction programme self introduction and ended like a 3 hour seminar.She was waiting to get away from that place."So did you talkwith him?"."yes"."was he polite and decent"."yes"."Oh he got thatspecial flavoured tri-color icecream...!!!".OK.All her family and relatives discussed...She was given the chance to "understand her lifepartner" and that they have understood each other "well" and she isready for the marriage now.
All arrangements geared up and it was 24 days after her first meetingthat she was getting married to her man... perfect match as everybodyelse described.Marriage hall was full with excited people, kids got the chance to play,ladies got the chance to wear the silk saree.Thesmell of rose and jasmine filled the hall.Different poses for thephotographer and atrificial smiles for the videos.The moment he had tied the sacred thread was unexplainable vaccum in the head.It wasover.She was his wife.Accepted by the society and law.Her proudparents were relaxed.This was their duty they had been planning to fulfill since she was born.All this crowd will fade away,leaving herto explore her new world...
He pulled her hand gently to sit on the stone bench.The bench was wet and the chillness was indeed enjoyable."So what are you thinkingabout?"... that was an unexpected ball.should she reply?should she besilent?She remembered the two hour presentation she had taken last month.Bold and confident, she kept answering all the queries with abroad smile.Now she remained silent."Do you know honey... I was notfor this marriage too..." Oh my God... what did i hear??? did HE tell that or did i think aloud? what does he mean?didnt he like me?was heforced into this? He must have noticed the quizzical look on myface...with a gentle smile he continued..."I wanted to look for a girl myself,buy her everything,care for her,argue with her,laugh and crywith her,then get married to her... Anything otherwise would be adrama. Traditional drama and i was not for it anytime. But my love for my work and also my stress would not give me time and mind to searchthat girl...When your parents talked to me 2 weeks before ourmarriage, about your fear of getting married,to a stranger, i could completely understand your mind. I could see myself in you and thatwas the moment i decided i will marry you.There was no time to provemyself to you,make you trust me,everything happened in a hurry.Butthere was the entire life before me, to please you,to love you, tomake you trust me.This is no less than what i had dreamt,the girl iwas waiting for,is you.Now tell me... will you love me???" Tears came down her cheek.Her parents had done more than their duty.They hadfound her the perfect guy. Thank you Mom!!! Thank you Dad!!! Hisquestion remained unanswered yet both knew the answer....
The woods were lovely dark and deep. Walking slowly beside her, in thedamp mud road, was her husband whom she barely knew. He was very relaxed, happily watching a group of kids playing at a distance.Her "mehandi" was still dark and smelling fresh, reminding of theexcitements and tension 2 days back. "It cant work this way mom...please stop this", she kept telling her mother till the lastmoment,who wouldnt listen but carry on with beautifying her.She hadbeen crying all night and her make-up had to be patched up twice or thrice to hide her awkwardly swollen face.It was too late now.She had to get married "NOW" to the guy...The guywhom she had seen once and talked thrice.The guy about whom she knew nothing at all but for his name and work.Everything happened in ahurry and everthing was over before she could breathe again... herewas she with this guy, all alone in this hill station... how can anybody send their daughter such a long distance with a stranger???"Hey look at that....!!!" he shouted in excitement... she shrugged andlooked where his finger pointed...
Bright colored balloons dotted the sky. Children were jumping in joyand he seemed to be completely absorbed into it...colors are alwaysexciting...but not now.She was not with her friends, not with her team mates, not even with her parents. This was not a 3 day tour or teambuilding trip.This was her life and she has been forced to start offwith this person.
Loneliness and discomfort with this stranger was sickening...Shelooked at him in wonder... does he even realize that he has marriedme?Does he understand that he has to love me,protect me,care for me,a new girl,a stranger,all his life?
The marriage morning started like a daylight nightmare for her.Thefirst time in life she felt she should have fallen in love and then married somebody. some man who she would have felt more comfortablewith, someone whom she could call by name and introduce to friends,someone whom she could trust. But marriage morning was obviously not the time to think all these.
Her parents would never have said "no" if she had declared that shewas in love.But she was not emotionally attached to anybody she met,especially guys.She was very friendly,playing,teasing, but neverhad second thought for any man around her.That brought the entireresponsibility of looking for a groom on her parents' shoulders.Herparents had had a very bad time with this entire process.They startedtheir groom search with unending "&" operation. The concatenation of"Horoscope matching" & "Decent family" & "Good looking" & "Good pay" & "same caste" & so on... that always gave 0 output.Now after all that 8months hunt,they were not ready to hear her "ifs" and "buts" for this'good guy'.
She had explained to her father.She does not feel anything for thisperson.He is nothing more to me than any other softwareprofessional.Like list of names she sees in the chat rooms. Distant and usual...Her father asked her to talk to him and even meet him anddiscuss their likes and dislikes.That meeting started like theinduction programme self introduction and ended like a 3 hour seminar.She was waiting to get away from that place."So did you talkwith him?"."yes"."was he polite and decent"."yes"."Oh he got thatspecial flavoured tri-color icecream...!!!".OK.All her family and relatives discussed...She was given the chance to "understand her lifepartner" and that they have understood each other "well" and she isready for the marriage now.
All arrangements geared up and it was 24 days after her first meetingthat she was getting married to her man... perfect match as everybodyelse described.Marriage hall was full with excited people, kids got the chance to play,ladies got the chance to wear the silk saree.Thesmell of rose and jasmine filled the hall.Different poses for thephotographer and atrificial smiles for the videos.The moment he had tied the sacred thread was unexplainable vaccum in the head.It wasover.She was his wife.Accepted by the society and law.Her proudparents were relaxed.This was their duty they had been planning to fulfill since she was born.All this crowd will fade away,leaving herto explore her new world...
He pulled her hand gently to sit on the stone bench.The bench was wet and the chillness was indeed enjoyable."So what are you thinkingabout?"... that was an unexpected ball.should she reply?should she besilent?She remembered the two hour presentation she had taken last month.Bold and confident, she kept answering all the queries with abroad smile.Now she remained silent."Do you know honey... I was notfor this marriage too..." Oh my God... what did i hear??? did HE tell that or did i think aloud? what does he mean?didnt he like me?was heforced into this? He must have noticed the quizzical look on myface...with a gentle smile he continued..."I wanted to look for a girl myself,buy her everything,care for her,argue with her,laugh and crywith her,then get married to her... Anything otherwise would be adrama. Traditional drama and i was not for it anytime. But my love for my work and also my stress would not give me time and mind to searchthat girl...When your parents talked to me 2 weeks before ourmarriage, about your fear of getting married,to a stranger, i could completely understand your mind. I could see myself in you and thatwas the moment i decided i will marry you.There was no time to provemyself to you,make you trust me,everything happened in a hurry.Butthere was the entire life before me, to please you,to love you, tomake you trust me.This is no less than what i had dreamt,the girl iwas waiting for,is you.Now tell me... will you love me???" Tears came down her cheek.Her parents had done more than their duty.They hadfound her the perfect guy. Thank you Mom!!! Thank you Dad!!! Hisquestion remained unanswered yet both knew the answer....
Monday, June 18, 2007
for music lovers...
The link for the song i mentioned in my previous post is here....
http://esnips.com/doc/6464e931-9e4e-411c-bdcf-f879d7efcc57/DHEENANI-DHUKKI
http://esnips.com/doc/6464e931-9e4e-411c-bdcf-f879d7efcc57/DHEENANI-DHUKKI
Watched Sivaji - the boss
Ok..already skipped the day 2's blog....:(
Wanted to know the meaning of a poem written by Surdas...The lyrics of the song is here...http://samhitam.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_28.html
I like this so much that i listen to this almost everyday...If anyone understands the meaning of the song..please let me know....
I wanted to understand the meaning of this song yesterday but got a call from a friend to go for a tamil movie titled Sivaji, the boss.
I almost slept all through the movie.Was just waiting for the movie to get over. I got a severe headache...after coming out of the hall...this is the reason for not posting my blog yesterday..:(
For this we went all the way to San jose from my place which is about 45miles south of my place.
Wanted to know the meaning of a poem written by Surdas...The lyrics of the song is here...http://samhitam.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_28.html
I like this so much that i listen to this almost everyday...If anyone understands the meaning of the song..please let me know....
I wanted to understand the meaning of this song yesterday but got a call from a friend to go for a tamil movie titled Sivaji, the boss.
I almost slept all through the movie.Was just waiting for the movie to get over. I got a severe headache...after coming out of the hall...this is the reason for not posting my blog yesterday..:(
For this we went all the way to San jose from my place which is about 45miles south of my place.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Vetti blog
This is my first effort to write something...ok....let me write what i did today...its something really funny....i got a coupon from Sears studio for a free foto session.....i thought i will go n give a try....instead of sitting at home.....something different...its really different from the foto studio we go to bac home...in india....i took an appointment for 4pm today...i reached at 4pm....she was ready...she asked me to stand, sit n do what not...took multiple fotos.....n then she asked me to wait...i waited for half an hour or so....finally she came with the fotos in a CD.....looks like she did some fotoshop work.....the fotos were really wierd....in between her computer crashed....i again waited for an hour.......finally i got to see all the fotos....she asked me to choose the ones i want to be printed.....i was wondering what to choose...its all wierd....finally i managed to choose 2 fotos.....just for the time i invested in doing all these...crazy things.....she said she wud send it for printing to the factory n give me in 2 weeks....or she can give me a color print......which is not of gud quality.....i said....i am very happy with the prints.....she took hundreds of details to put me in to her system so that she can fire the printout....another hour.....guess how much i paid for 2 printouts....25$......i wanted to get them cos i spent my whole day.....in this.....wanted some proofs.....n i paid 10$ for the cab to reach bac.....sighhhhh....
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