tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37163264604370131812012-02-17T02:43:16.874+05:30a space where i can pour out my heart's content...nostringsattachedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02242189965385883771noreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716326460437013181.post-13943606297997677872009-10-26T09:39:00.005+05:302009-10-26T09:52:22.414+05:30

Today i once again realized thats its just little gestures that one need to make others happy. I have a good collection of pics and today i uploaded my school pics from 3rd Std till 12th in Orkut. ie pics those are nearly 20years old. Me being a sentimental person, like memories..so i uploaded that as a treasured item and it got response that i never anticipated. Didnt know that everyone was

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yup...another B'Day and one more year added....I share the Bday month/week with Gandhiji and my sister...yup 2, 3, 4 of Oct...dono if that's what made me resemble him in stature :( ...but happy that my sis escaped this non-genetic b'day disorder and is not as skinny as i am...Bday was fun in childhood...i used to wake my sis up from bed and wish her Bday and the next day she would wake me up and

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wonder whats Sev 1??? there are many definitions to it...most common ones could be ...a developers nightmare...a testers delight... and these are one of those "Tickets", which you get free of cost, is use less and can cause you lot of heartache...yup..Sev 1 or Severity 1 is the crisis situation in IT, when the testers are not able to continue finding (the immobile) bugs in the code, due to the

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he was hot...she was cold...he was relaxed...she was sweating...he was used...she was misused...he was precious...she was cheap...he was respected...she was kissed...he was tall and dark...she was short and pale...he earned people money...she looted them of money...he gave people designations...she gave them destinations...he was every mans dream...she helped every man dream...he took people atop

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Following are few truths about me, what I like to do, what I assume the person I am. Jotted down in the order that occurred to me.1. I am dynamic.2. I can love a person to utmost extent and hate him/her the very next moment.3. I don’t value relationships of any kind.4. I am very independent person.5. I feel I can live without anyone being there in my life.6. But I will be there for them when they

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Like every year, I expected lot of phone calls..from my near and dear, who wait for the entire year for this day to come...to wish me and other friends..to show and let others know that they do care and value the gift of friendship..to let know that they haven't forgot their friends even in this rat race that they are in..But as someone said, the only thing that doesn't change is change itself..

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Morning when i checked my mail..the first mail was from my friend Roshni..yeah she has tagged me...my first tag...and that was a wake up call for my blog too...which has been sleeping for quiet sometime..in a very cozy bed called my lazinessLast movie seen in a theatre?WANTED(English) - Almost felt like the remake of some Rajinikanth movie...what he did 20yrs ago, they have done now.What book are

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Long names can cause enough headaches at times...especially if you are in the US of A, where we need to put our names in full..either it be your mail id, postal address, filling up forms..rule is..no initials allowed...its easy for Bruce Wills, George Michael, Elton John...but for some one with name Ajay Pathinettam Kandam...it can be hell of a job...i dont disown my surname... it means a lot to

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The moment i see youmy heart goes wildAnd your smile, lits upmy entire lifeThe one thing i want to tell uis that i love youI am thirsty for your loveand only you can pacify itEach time i see youi want to say how much i love youBut each time i come near yousomething pulls me backI know you are my girland you can only be mineBut i fear a lotthat i might lose youYou are my inspirationand you make my

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i had started hating weekends and myself...yeah..weekends are boring for me... with nothing to do other than watching movie online and chatting with friends... and now a day its restricted to movies alone as my best buddy has hardly time for chatting with me...how many movies can one watch in a day??? i was really fed up...i put down my computer specs(which i forcefully wear, as i spend even my

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mallu's can easily relate to this topic...song from the movie Aham...where Mohanlal is aimlessly wandering and asking these unanswerable/unanswered questions to himself and to God... at 1:30am, sitting in front of my office laptop...even i was in the same mental state as he was...and few unanswerable questions popped up in my mind and the poet in me penned down those...i couldn't resist from

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I opened my inbox today and was surprised to find this mail from my sister ======================"kutta(thats how she and my parents affectionately call me) kill the girl(she meant GO TO HELL attitude and not murder :)) in "he waited 4 sunrise" and rewrite it. just she becoming friend's friend is not a pain worth crying so much abt. or u make the hero of the story little more strong and write it

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yeah.....i wont be surprised if my children ask me these questions, few years later...March 23rd was the day Bhagath Singh was hanged along with Rajguru and Sukhdev .. i don't know how many of the readers would have remembered this, but its fine...if the media and the whole nation had forgot it, including the leaders..no wonder common man, who is no way related to him forget this day...yes..i

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They had been together for yrs...sharing joys and sorrows and taking turns being the lantern, when the other was lost in darkness.. forgetting and forgiving every mistakes, rejoicing in each others success and achievements, sharing every secrets, talking on all the topics under the sun..it was a dream come true... he thought..if there is something beautiful in this world, then it is this

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its been 4 weeks...and i haven't done anything other than washing plates and cooking rice...but now one of my roomie has left and now pressure was building up..cooking..a field which i have never ventured in...the mere thought of trying out something in kitchen gave me shivers...after all am experimenting with FOOD...and i ll be putting others also in trouble along with me....i gave a deep sigh

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{on empty stomach on a Thursday night...after visiting few excellent blogs}some times i wonder how good it would be, to live a life with no strings attached... no relationships... no commitments.... no responsibilities...at times i find all these as a burden.some thing which shelves me away from my true self..the independent me..the joyous me...i know a lot of people will disagree with me in this

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Sipping on a beer and sitting in the balcony of this country side apartment...i was thinking....who can be the greatest teacher...other than our own life...but as some great personality said..life is a difficult teacher...as it gives the examination first and lessons later..but what if we lose the examination after repeated learnings???There are lot many lessons life has taught me...but which i

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Me as a poet....trust me...I wrote this poem in the sixth semester of my college... the inspiration for penning this down was the feeling of departure from the college as well my close friend.I came to college with lots of hopeFrom my parents,sister and myselfAnd where do I standAmongst the ruins of my own lifeI dreamed big and wanted to standoutFrom the normal crowds aroundBut i find myself

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Onam was again round the corner...a festival thats celebrated by all mallus (keralites) in the true mallu spirit..But that was not my case...I thought of skipping my Onam so that i could go on a long holiday the week after...So here I was..the lone soul in room..(in Chennai would be more appropriate,as all chennai mallus had gone home)..spending time lonely was never an issue for me...i thought i

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i have been hearing about blogs since my college days...i don't know if i heard it too late or too early...and i was not that keen and never visited any blogs till few months back...then my friend started a blog..so i too created one...just to get a feel of it..but i guess now am more into blogging than herself...slowly i got introduced to the world of blogs and i have started enjoying it..there

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"hey...Michael Jackson's coat"...this scream from my friend woke me up from my slumber...we were 3 ppl on our way for a cultural fest and my buddy was supposed to dance to the steps of MJ....and what dance without MJ's get up..so no coat means no dance..we had only an hour or two left for the event to start...we started pressurizing our brains..which were almost rusted out by the lectures in

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"If a man does not make new acquaintance as he advances through life, he will soon find himself left alone. A man, Sir, should keep his friendship in constant repair." - Samuel Johnson (1709 - 1784) British lexicographer.This is a phrase that has touched me very much..i have heard this long back...at that time i had my friends with me and i thought...what a stupidity..as long as i have my

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recently i attended a seminar on project management...the class was a let down for me as many of the topics discussed went like a rocket above my head...too fast and too high...i sat there puzzled for sometime..thinking where i went wrong??? when choosing the seminar or when choosing this industry for my career...i was not at all interested in the class and was giving deaf ears to the instructor.

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Bhayya-behna This is a relation which commands lot of respect. I don’t mean the blood relation b/w bro n sis, but the relation that exist b/w 2 friends...of course of opp sex. Like the gal will b having this guy to count up on at time of need and vice versa. They may not be sharing each n everything among them (u don’t expect to share everything with ur bro/sis na)…but still the bond will be

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hi....am new to the concept of blogging...i like to scribble things somewhere...hope this serves my purpose....i feel blogging needs some time..when our brain get time to think freely..so forgive me for the time being...i ll be back with some useful as well stupid stuffs(cant help it...as its "my space" ;) )...watch this space for more....

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