Happy birthday to my sweetie blog

Hi all
Last year, this same month, this same day, this same time...what happened? Too much build up, haan?
Anyway celebration time...Its one year since I've started to blog....I've been fairly active I should say....Happy birthday to my blog....
Long live My Experiments with Life!!

Hymns

Hi all..
Two hectic days of conducting mock interviews for our juniors...
Was a good experience...
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I studied in one of those schools, whose students are branded, "convent educated", which is considered a prestigious tag here.
I love the hymns that we sang during the general assembly every morning. Some lines of certain hymns are my all-time-favourites. I'd give them here. I like the third one very very much.

#1Count your blessings:
Count your blessings; name them one by one
Count your blessings; see what God hath done
Count your blessings;name them one by one
And it will surprise you what the lord has done.

#2:Liberation
There are those who have talents they do not use
To build a true community.
And we know that we all have the talent to love
But leave it burried in ourselves.

#3:in his time
There's a time
There's a time
Both for sowing and for reaping, there's a time
Time for losing, time for gain
Time for joy and time for pain
Every purpose under heaven
Has a time

There's a time
There are days
Weeks and months we cannot understand god's ways
If for years we fail to scan what is his eternal plan
We'll remember that he can all the time

Funny incident #2

Date: sometime in mid 2004
Time; Lunch time
Venue: Hotel Saravana Bhavan, Anna Nagar, Chennai
Occasiion: Class Industrial Visit

Me, Ms.Y and a coupla others shared the same table in the restaurant. All of us were having meals. And I finished eating first, and after i came back to my table after washing my hands, I found that there was a glass of watermelon juice on my table in front of my chair...I thought, perhaps, every meals was complemented by a juice and I happily drank that...When Ms.Y finihed her lunch, she was waiting for her watermelon juice, and alas it never came, when she enquired about this to a bearer, he said,"oh madam, you need to get a tocken for the juice from the counter paying Rs.40..."...We were kinda taken aback as in how was I served when I hadn't ordered. Before we could clarify, we were rushed up to get into the bus so that we would reach the industry on the appointed time...In the bus, one Mr.X asks Ms.Y, "How was the watermelon juice?"...OOOOooohhhh, so thats the story. Mr.X ordered a juice for Ms.Y and asked the bearer to take it to our table and serve it to the girl there, and that bearer, finding that the table was free only in front of me, placed it in front of me and I drank that happily..:-) when this story was realized, I really dont know who was the laughing stock....

A Classmate's wedding

Hi all...
I was not in the town for the past two days...went to Salem for my classmate's wedding.
Oh wow...that was nice...the first wedding in our class...
We went day before yesterday by intercity express to Salem and spent the night at Mehala's house.Mehala is also a classmate of mine from Salem. Her mom was amazing in entertaining us, that too with 8 guests. Hospitality and tamilians are always synonymous.
And then the next morning, Parveen's wedding. She married her first cousin Nazeer Ahamed.This was the first ever time I attended a Muslim wedding. The rituals took like less than an hour. The groom was in the hall and the bride was in another hall upstairs when they got married!!! Then some men (I guess they were godmen from mosque) went to both places with a register and got signatures from both the bride and the groom. And then some recitations from the holy text of Quran. I guess that meant the declaration of the wedding, then they showered buiscuits and chocolates on the groom, and all men in the hall went and greeted the groom with a hug.
We went upstairs and greeted Parveen.
Non-vegetarian people had a sumptous mutton biriyani and mutton fry, and i dont know what else...We, the vegetarian people had a regular Tamilnadu three course meal with desserts.
It's long time since i went to a wedding, usually I've been to receptions a lot. But weddings, only of very close friends and relatives.
I plan to write about how a hindu wedding goes about shortly. Three days of pure fun and grandeur. Whatever said and done, a marraige is a joyous event.
Until next post Byee.

"Tamilnadu gals" or just "gals"?

Hi all...
In girls, I find this phenomena, if a guy comes and talks to you, definitely he is a flirt...Look at him like dirt..and show your attitude...
I hate this...
I can assert I am definitely not this kind. Strangely, I find that I've been in positions where guys think I have an extra soft corner for them just because I listen them out or be friendly..whereas my friendship with them would have been completely on a platonic basis. Is this the reason why girls never give so much space to guys, which might put them in not-really-required awkward positions..
So girls, never sit and listen to a guy's problems unless you are too close to him or if you are willing to take the relationship to another plane.....I mean, we girls do talk out our problems within ourselves na...never do that with guys you dont wanna get involved with..When a guy sees an extra care coming from someone, wow, he gets emotional...now we don't want that...do we?
But nevertheless nothing wrong in being friendly and social...and no, guys are not flirts just because they come and talk to you...just respect them as you would respect any other girl for that matter...
Am I advising, by the way....?!I hate advising but this one just slipped out...(cliche`?)..Oh no..not advising, it is kinda sharing with a little consultational(read "unslolicited advice") tone.

Any bye all...

"Tamilnadu guys" or just "Guys"?

Hi all..
I find a phenomenon in Tamilnadu guys(I dont really know whether it is the same case with other guys as well...)
They are soooo withdrawn...in the sense, they find it extremely difficult to talk with girls...Ya..they are street smart and all...but when with a girl, no ...they can better themselves...There is this guy in my class, who should interact with me for certain official reasons, he sees to it that he never calls me by my name(for that matter, any girl by her name...)....even when he has to pass on something to me from a couple of benches to my back...he would not call me, rather, he would come all the way and hand it over without an extra word...And mind you, this not an isolated case...happens pretty often...
But I know that these guys are not shallow at all. Only with the opposite sex...they are drawn back...They have a voice only when they are in a group of their own kind...never an individual move...
On the other hand i see that girls are pretty open...in their convertational outlook.
And people, please don't pervertise this. I am telling it in a well-meaning way.
Of course, there are guys who are pretty fine in this matter....But the other group is definitely not a miniscule portion of the society...
So what might be the reason..?

Exams...i'll miss you...

Exams got over yesterday...The last ever exam of my undergraduate course (final semester is a project sem)
I'll miss my exams, eventhough am a little relieved. Those sleepless nights, those book depot bench last-minute clarificaions, those xeroxes, those heavy books ), that hall A310, those stationary lootings from Priya, those phone teachings, those after-exam long sleeps, etc, etc...

I'll miss all these people: Halkias, Stallings, Proakis, Pfleeger, Feher, Sam Shanmugam, Reza, Schaum series, Gabel&Roberts, Kennedy, Rappaport, Tanenbaum, Floyd, Boylestead, Taub&Schilling, Dorf&Bishop, Oppenheim, Gaonkar, Gayakwaed, Hayt&Buck, Haykins, Lathi, Pucknell&Eshragian, the three authors, etc,etc

Funny....

Hi all...
One more exam to go....Thats network security on monday, so a little bit of breathing space here...
Here lemme write a coupla funny stories...
#1:
Everyone knows that guys never take notes for any lecture...but they are really prompt and shrewd in finding out which girl takes best notes and get them photocopied...
This guy, Abi, whom you can see a coupla posts down, he always xeroxes Kruthika's notes...This time around, for the subject communication switching systems, as usual he took her notes and started learning the day before the exam, and there came a topic of image transform techniques, and he sits and "thattifies" that like for an hour...now for non-ECEans, Image transform and switching systems are like two things that are oceans apart...
now coming to the real time scene..
abi, in his room , learning..
tring tring......tring tring
abi-hullo aravind solda...
arv-ennada padikre..macha its too much da this subject ...
abi- i know...this image transformation thing is a lot...i 've sitting with this for an hour...
arv-ennadhu, image transforma....apdiyellam onnume illaye..
abi-no da its der...kruthika has written...
arv-ada paavi, that shd probably be from her Digital Image processing notes da...
ABI...ABi..Abi..abi..
And Now he realized...
#2 :
this will come later...

Till then Byee...

Rain rain, come again(but in lesser qtys)

Hi all...
Coimbatore is kinda air conditioned with such chill climate and rain everynight ..kinda nice too...
Got CSS on monday..
A bigger post later...
Bye
my prayer for the day:God please make a new and horrible punishment for these spammers in garuda puranam...like kumbhipagam or krimibojanam, or something....and before that please make them realize that i absolutely need no viagra or cilais or clialis or whatever ....!!

Diwali

Hi all
Ate soooooooooooo many diwali sweets, that i am sure i'd have gained some extra kgs in the last coupla days...not that i am very weight conscious or anything...
My friends visit me often, and they have a meal at my place, and i've noticed how less they eat...For eg.if it is chapathi, i'd grub atleast 7-8, and my friends have a max of 3...the same case with rice and everything else too. When i visit them i notice the same thing, and their moms would be telling me "my daughter isn't eating at all..." and stuff...But my BMI says I'm perfect with a score of 20.5...So not bothered there...
Watched the cricket match...man I again reinstate my admiration for Dhoni's gutsy shots....Hey i wrote the same thing exactly 6 months ago(the last post also says this correlation na...?) So history repeats itself in 6 months, atleast in my blogs...but, no, dont just read my blogs for 6 months and think you have consumed everything, things do spring up anew.:-)
After a long time, i watched a full cricket match.Good to see a rejuvenated (Indian)team.
I am hooked to the Sudoku software nowadays, despite the fact that i am in the midst of my sem exams. This is the s/w developed by Wayne Gould himself...
By the way, My latest deo-MTv plugged (sway)
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I Read Chetan bhagat's second novel, "one night @ the call center"

I had this urge to compare this book to FPS, I would definitely rate FPS as the better one for the following reasons:
-------->FPS made me laugh crazy.No other book till date did that to me.
-------->I can read FPS n number of times.
-------->There was never a question on reality or believability in FPS
-------->Being an engineering student i could easily connect to the characters in FPS(this point may be irrelevant for a call center agent or absolutely anyone else though, guys dont ask me whether i need to connect to the characters to enjoy a book, the answer is that i need not, but here am taking that as a ground for comparison in MY PERSPECTIVE)

But neverhteless I enjoyed the book no lesser. In fact i spent a good 3-4 hours reading ON@TCC right on a day before my Wireless digital communication sem exam.His style of writing is amazing. The dialogues are very natural. I couldn't kinda take up the ch.#1 when Shyam's narration excessively reveals his loser attitude. Thankfully from ch#2 on, this loser thingy in him doesn't manifest itself that explicitly or did i get used to it? A typical Delhi atmosphere. I feel the book could have done better without the prologue and the epilogue.
I felt like I was watching a hindi movie(or for that matter, some not-so-special indian movie )in that GOD episode. Too much of drama there. If I can personify God in that episode as the inner voice of each person stuck in that Qualis, then its ok.
But this is a good book. A good peak into the call center lives. And a real good view of how a boss ought not to be. I felt like whacking that character Bakshi a lot of times. i did learn a lot from that book.
The hero of ON@TCC is the Chetan's style of moving the plot forward, his way with words, his down-to-earth approach.
It is a book to be in my shelf.

Ok then Byee