tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30486364404527371222024-03-20T15:26:13.848+05:30A Period called Lifeajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-26884767674663091642012-07-22T10:02:00.003+05:302012-07-22T10:04:01.225+05:30Life changes so quickly<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Life is changing so quickly!</b><br />
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It's been almost sixteen months since I blogged and things have changed so much. I see my last post and realize I had been to a World Cup warm up game between India and New Zealand, thats indeed far behind.</div>
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I moved from Chennai to USA for my master's leaving home, amma and friends, leaving behind lot of emotions and bonding. The moment I came here, I literally cried, cried and cried, missing mom was something which took me days to overcome. It's going to be a year since I came here and this is undoubtedly the fastest year in my life. Things are changing so fast that at some times I feel, I should go back in time and live certain times of my life back again. </div>
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<br /></div>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-91399561398165779182011-02-20T11:57:00.004+05:302011-02-20T12:50:58.549+05:30SRT<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPs5vbdXawHw6VyzlDLyQCkSZ4GmzlcuEVbvByi8PoVCZisRgo0Bwun5JzC_ZU1BwWEQSG-ffGm75TNJISbEltTeTR9Hej26p9y_GuVn2n0xd4wZaJ7JbmRDJbP2GWgUJ1ZH7c-fzNopc9/s320/learning-sachin.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655547357867554" /><div style="text-align: justify;">India's proud possession. Every single Indian looking upto this man during tough situation and every kid which goes to bat tries to imitate Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Two decades in international front without being into controversies,without showing emotions on the field, with millions of expectation every time he goes from the dressing room. Sachin Tendulkar has done this for twenty long years which no normal human can even dream of doing. I'm as old as Sachin's career and indeed he's the GOD for millions around. I ve always wanted to see him play cricket,talk to him and even today when i see his <i>200* innings</i> tears trickle down.I'm gifted to be born in the era of God. When I explain this to my kids it would be analogous to my grandfather talking about Sir Don Bradman without any coherence. When I did get a chance to see Sachin play i did grab it. I watched Sachin practice and play cricket for the first time in my life, I could watch the India Vs New Zealand match in Chepauk,Chennai. I was early to the stands just to see how god looks like and when he did enter the field with a red t-shirt and grey shorts there was huge roar from the pavillion. A figure which resembled a sixteen year old has dominated the entire bowling fraternity was hard to believe. He practiced fielding,played football and did what he could do the best-batted. Almost the entire 5 hours which Sachin spend on the field my eyes were just looking at him. Whenever Sach was in action there were huge roars in the gallery, sachin fielding , Sachin walking , sachin running and he should be quite used to this.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9x3De4LkvUV6LHJBaasSuZtRWygPlorWtz6MwfqXQusgykQ6p2GswOSYAVylJSkwneJeX-BMbgV-QP938L8IJo9SO8Wv2XtPKuBVbImnTu8xNI0DMv8U8TLQ3b3gGV2_RlRmvmyzONOjp/s320/SRT-UNEP-300x224.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575661626389880450" /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>GOD wanted to play cricket and incarnated as Sachin Tendulkar,</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Dedicated to all Million hearts which love him,</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Indian team please win the WC-2011 and give this guy the thing he deserves for all his contributions.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-13591451586688923482010-01-14T16:53:00.007+05:302011-02-20T13:04:55.765+05:30Pongal times..<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;">Happy Pongal to all readers!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;">Have a Great time!</span><br /></div><br />I ve experienced 20 pongal days(i'm 20 yrs old :D,hence the equation!) each one being distinct times at home with little memories of certain pongal days.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCZQCmCd7ZslcxHfsbnl2UqE-F2vhe8kf0prlSp5Hogu8pmpi4RD8EifDA1j68d860xoxFuSXCcfyB3vXuOu-F0ef84aqlfdvIjbYwPP_3GrTpVRiTtjf66K8qipEa46RLdSNA0_ZA8962/s1600-h/festivals_pongal_bull_krish.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCZQCmCd7ZslcxHfsbnl2UqE-F2vhe8kf0prlSp5Hogu8pmpi4RD8EifDA1j68d860xoxFuSXCcfyB3vXuOu-F0ef84aqlfdvIjbYwPP_3GrTpVRiTtjf66K8qipEa46RLdSNA0_ZA8962/s320/festivals_pongal_bull_krish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426561204941731954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">let me recall whatever i remember.....</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pongal in the year <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">1997</span> is one interesting day to re-call at anytime,We celebrated Pongal in our Independent house in K.K.nagar,which had a huge well amidst lush green gardens having mango tree to jack fruit tree.The well had shadows filled throughout the day.As far as my memory goes,we kept all the cooking near the well with a couple of sugarcanes near it, the highlight comes now,i had a 20rs Drum kinda thingy which made a lot of noise if banged,my sister had a go on this thing...and know what we did?!we both ran around the house...i was dancing to the tunes of the drum...shouting Pongalo pongal,and my sister never stopped banging,almost all our neighbors had a huge suprise looking at us and probably they thought.."Are these kids retarded?!,they seemed to be normal till last nite!" ,my parents would ve thot "nala school la dane padika vekarom...en inda koothadi thanum?!",but they were laughing throughout the day.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">********</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The Next one i can recall is Pongal <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">2007</span>,"Adiyum Odhayum kalandhu vechu vidya vidya virundhu vecha Pokkiri Pongal Pokkiri Pongal" and "dole dole dan adikiran" on tv from morning to night".I got up late as always...mom yelling "you havent studied anything for Pre -boards exams..I'm not responsible if u fail in the exams" and stuff like that,while me and dad as always,we were watching songs on tv and vijay interviews on all channels.I was sitting with Comprehensive Physics book with lots of frustation.My sister returned From Pune just then,she was an assistant software engineer--I remember words like Project leader,on site call etc associated with her during those days :D</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">*********</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pongal days are different these days,more simple,less noisy at home!Anyways its starting to get really hot in Chennai,its too hot during nights :-(!The Marghazhi days have come to an end and lets welcome the coming days:-)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">have a great time people!</div>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-5900553087685031732010-01-01T10:53:00.003+05:302010-01-01T11:12:35.253+05:302010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhomt0UTLfKnUWRJLFz5l1bZR5XBvKuwYZYaEO9fO2eGl7nV5oP771f_rc7-34QFvSZppacYxGLlIsRACwB40LbagEab8-A6waqTYHng84ZjGITHDDtnTvaKmaQJRscoBGmk5uHhJqBY3Uu/s1600-h/2010-roth-ira-conversion-rules-limits.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhomt0UTLfKnUWRJLFz5l1bZR5XBvKuwYZYaEO9fO2eGl7nV5oP771f_rc7-34QFvSZppacYxGLlIsRACwB40LbagEab8-A6waqTYHng84ZjGITHDDtnTvaKmaQJRscoBGmk5uHhJqBY3Uu/s320/2010-roth-ira-conversion-rules-limits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421642237169801954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Its like time is flying so quickly :)<br />I feel its just 2001,when we moved into our new apartment,where i got a lot of new friends to play with,afternoon computer games,evening cricket,chat during nights at the terrace and finally face the tough side of my parents :P,The typical scenario is like this--my dad on the dining table--My mom opens the door--I Enter the house,pretending to come home after a tough day at office,Run to the restroom,Five mins later,I'm shocked to know that my mom knows my english marks before i opened my mouth about it.Then things go as it has to,My dad is as always a silent spectator and his steady eyes which keeps looking at me while i talk makes me poo.<br />Time has just gone by so fast and i sit in corners of my house thinking of all the events which went through the last decade,many happy moments and many sad ones.We ve accepted all as it comes and life has changed immensly.<br />**************<br />Its 2010 now,Wish you all a Very Happy New year and let this year be filled with lots of happiness and fun :)<br />have a gr8 time people :)ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-63434036796607358642009-08-01T13:29:00.010+05:302009-08-01T22:45:09.073+05:30How would it be!?Units are almost coming to an end!<br />and many a times in class i dream...Especially during Linear integrated circuit hour,Am in a different world<br />And during one such dream...I was dreaming "How would it be like to be a VVip?"<br />And I was thinking myself to be Mahendra singh Dhoni...<br />And how would my daily regime change...<br />ANd this is how it went...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI-oVupFlPrdrPv_MFv-dVlbc_tyY_Ee41MoVPytXgbAgVVmLWnkPEiERNlZNPLsXdb9yG4M1WysJ5lkY8nXge2oY1zx4JHqfrGyFgGomu1l-4NuCPKcnLC8D4UIiDVJ2dYcIwX88La9ow/s1600-h/dhoni7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI-oVupFlPrdrPv_MFv-dVlbc_tyY_Ee41MoVPytXgbAgVVmLWnkPEiERNlZNPLsXdb9yG4M1WysJ5lkY8nXge2oY1zx4JHqfrGyFgGomu1l-4NuCPKcnLC8D4UIiDVJ2dYcIwX88La9ow/s320/dhoni7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365042315955441362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Morning 5am i(dhoni) wake up!From a cool,cosy bed!<br />Look into my mobile...<br />6new messages and 4 missed calls<br />2 missed calls from yuvraj singh...and 2 messages from him ,which reads..."आ पार्टी देता है"<br />1 message from <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sachin tendulkar</span>..."Hey MSD...message me the dates for Champions trophy selection"<br />1 message from Shrikanth.."Get ready man...dates are closing"<br /><br />i drop my mobile replyin to the messages..get down to the living room..<br />"maa...coffee lekhe avao"<br />i get my daily cup of coffee...and I open to the sports news in the paper...<br />"dhoni the best captain till date"<br />i feel i ve accomplished something in life but there are better ppl than me..the statistics show that am the first batsmen in the world..which i dint realise when on field ...shocking reality..uh?<br /><br />I switch on NDTV..."Dhoni slams Media"..."man i was so tensed the other day and u guys taunted me...u media guys trouble me!"<br /><br />I get to the bathroom and have my bath.<br />Move out to the entrance of my house<br />Ten black cats run "quick quick quick" is wat I hear..and there is huge jiffy outside...the guys take their position(man i was too normal ten years back..hmmm..part of life)<br />they accompany me to the practice grounds...where small children..stare at my car...saying dhoni dhoni dhoni...the moment it enters the ground.<br />kids get autographs signed frm me...and look at me as though they ve looked at god.<br /><br />I then go to shopping mall near my house !<br />And there is a heavy chaos people running to me,girls shouting at me,children trying to touch me!<br />I pick a couple of shirts and start to my house<br />I look at the roads where i used to play cricket during me childhood,get into some nostalgic feeling.(wish i had remained normal)<br /><br />I get to a road side shop on the way..get down from my car!<br />(the shop i used to eat during my under-10 days)<br />the shopkeeper runs to me and hugs me!<br />Security push him off..away from me!(life really gets cruel when money comes aint it...?? the man hugged me with affection guys)<br /><br />On the way i get call From Sourav ganguly..wishing me advance friendship day and best of luck for the ranji match next week<br /><br />I return home have a nap...play on my playstation games locked in my room...attending VIP calls,declining modeling calls and messages for the rest of the day!<br /><br />*************************<br /><br />LOL!<br />I look outside to see DIGITAL LOGIC CIRCUITS staff standing!<br />Man i need to wake up! i cant sleep this hour or day dream!<br />but it was quite an interesting dream :Dajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-63650207715106782902009-07-17T20:31:00.004+05:302009-07-17T21:44:40.343+05:30Tag-After a long time!<div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Q: When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?</span><br />A: I need a hair cut very badly!Probably this weekend!<br /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: How much cash do you have in your wallet right now?</span><br />A: 20 bucks :D ! he he he...thats too much!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?</span><br />A: FOUR--My roll number :D<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?</span><br />A: Nokia Tune --I don have a memory card--Nor do i use my mobile in general Mode :D--Most times in silent<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?</span><br />A: Hariharan--My class rules called last nite to ask about record--Anniyan character he is!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What are you wearing right now?</span><br />A:T-shirt and pyjama!:) </div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Do you label yourself?</span><br />A:Yeah..As a Business man or Maybe CFo..or may be scientist..!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently own?</span><br />A:Bata..Leather shows!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Bright or Dark Room?</span><br />A: Dim room..thats my taste always.<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?</span><br />A: Gayathri passed this on to me...Hyper active girl..Who keeps doing something or the other!Highly talented..can do wonders!<br /><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What does your watch look like?</span><br /><div>A: Titan--Silverish--valuable one for personal reasons--love it<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What were you doing at midnight last night</span>?<br />A: Doing..IC record Work!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What did your last text message you received on your cell say?</span><br />A:Narender--"How to add Youtube videos into Blog?"<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What’s a word that you say a lot?</span><br />A:"Hmmm"</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Who told you he/she loved you last? (Please exclude spouse , family, children)</span><br />A:Elarumm solluvanga...En kootam anbaala sendha kootam :D<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Last furry thing you touched?</span><br />A: My beard! :P<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Favorite age you have been so far?</span><br />A:0 to 10! maybe,my old house days with sister...childish kinda thoughts...spending evenings in garden...Wish i go back!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What was the last thing you said to someone?</span><br />A:"hmm" to mom!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: The last song you listened to?</span><br />A: Mallikaa I love u--aegan--my fav heros movie<br /></div><div style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Where did you live in 1987?</span><br />A:No idea...Dog--cat--human--??!? no idea<br /></div><div style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Are you jealous of anyone?</span><br />A:Dhoni's...Fame , Mallya-Business Skills,Sachin's Glory!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Is anyone jealous of you?</span><br />A: No ideas! I dont find anything gr8 or exceptional in me :D<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Name three things that you have on you at all times?</span><br />A:1.Grin<br /> 2.talking most times<br /> 3.Cracking a Mokka Joke<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What’s your favorite town/city?</span><br />A: Mumbai and Chennai<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?</span><br />A:Paper presentation...Delayed submission! reason for the same!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Can you change the oil on a car?</span><br />A:I would change the Car<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Your first love/big crush: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?</span><br />A: Shriya Saran!She is turning Hot day by day! :D :P<br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?</span><br />A: mmm..nothing!<br /></div><br /><div style="font-weight: bold;">Q: What is your current desktop picture?</div><div>A:Ajith(Ultimate star)--In sathyabama university!<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Q: Have you been burnt by love?</span><br />A: Nope!<br /></div><div><br /></div>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-88533996231112376012009-07-05T17:16:00.003+05:302009-07-05T17:19:47.517+05:30O god!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd9dF1WtX_HRH9x1CxDJiZmXpFzL_57VQ1ZGQ8qrRwyobtHfwiG5xadE65fSwJMBJ7JO0tJvVoxf2wEq_Xs2IE4M9DHs_7UakIGNrLym7aI39b0dvgXzxSvn61HaL1nCDn2kFZLy3cAi5/s1600-h/dont-quit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd9dF1WtX_HRH9x1CxDJiZmXpFzL_57VQ1ZGQ8qrRwyobtHfwiG5xadE65fSwJMBJ7JO0tJvVoxf2wEq_Xs2IE4M9DHs_7UakIGNrLym7aI39b0dvgXzxSvn61HaL1nCDn2kFZLy3cAi5/s320/dont-quit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354941916626845474" border="0" /></a><br /><br />One day I decided to quit...<br />I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality. ..<br />I wanted to quit my life.<br />I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.<br />"God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"<br />His answer surprised me...<br />"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"<br />"Yes", I replied.<br />"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them<br />water.<br />The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo<br />seed.<br />But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.<br />And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.<br />"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.<br />In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo see.<br />I would not quit." He said.<br />"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.<br />Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. ..But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over<br />100 feet tall.<br />It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.<br />I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."<br />He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been<br />growing roots?"<br />"I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you."<br />"Don't compare yourself to others." He said. "The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. Yet they both make<br />the forest beautiful."<br />"Your time will come", God said to me. "You will rise high"<br />"How high should I rise?" I asked.<br />"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.<br />"As high as it can?" I questioned.<br />"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."<br />I left the forest and bring back this story.<br />I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-30724554446767006792009-06-06T10:46:00.007+05:302009-06-07T15:21:48.093+05:30Edhu enga irkanomo anga irunda dan azhughu!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnb4e19iuVnW1-Lq8hoobWE3OAXAoZGdWprcm9NAGUbmv4LTZ5cp2_FWKKJnP2RDudmPvM35BrIIv4NV-6GHUhuPlue4hBVzvsghI36oxdRAvooPqBmf13-AZ7PdZVbjJS-EvWkoln_tFr/s1600-h/newtonin3amvidhi240409_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnb4e19iuVnW1-Lq8hoobWE3OAXAoZGdWprcm9NAGUbmv4LTZ5cp2_FWKKJnP2RDudmPvM35BrIIv4NV-6GHUhuPlue4hBVzvsghI36oxdRAvooPqBmf13-AZ7PdZVbjJS-EvWkoln_tFr/s320/newtonin3amvidhi240409_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344521149704634546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />patta pagalla bajar la anda ponnu oda enna da panra?! nee panra looti la pallu pattu poison aida pogudhu da!<br />Enna Sj?!<br />neenga panra gilma ku tamil heroine yaarume othukalaya?! illa imported figures dan no soliduchua?!?<br />Usual aah soomara onnu kootindu varuveenga..moonjiyavadhu paakalam...indha vaati....<br />Newtonin moondram vidhu nu...moonavadhu veedhi la irkaru keerakaariye kootindu vandhuteengala sir....neenga dance adra azhage thanii ponga...suriya jo kammi unga kitta :D ensoi thala!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PxpH-2SF4vVvvgSqSpf_pDLR-22hBbjB8nB2wcxntHETt3u22yOpT-Nu8UTd6tm7DkzIMEDqkUjaUunH_nFqXmhWygqrx6lyzSNnwAIys71wL1FE8Lp2xL_h0oQsZy5dFc2ZOPyioIfr/s1600-h/Sreesanth_Harbhajan_slapping.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PxpH-2SF4vVvvgSqSpf_pDLR-22hBbjB8nB2wcxntHETt3u22yOpT-Nu8UTd6tm7DkzIMEDqkUjaUunH_nFqXmhWygqrx6lyzSNnwAIys71wL1FE8Lp2xL_h0oQsZy5dFc2ZOPyioIfr/s320/Sreesanth_Harbhajan_slapping.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344082796513083122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sreesanth</span> ...rotfl..pera sonnale summa kumurudhu la siripu!<br /><br />Courtesy times of india Paper:sreesanth saying "I ve been wanting to get Ms DHoni Bowled of the past five years"<br />Dei saniyane nee modala ozhunga bowling podu....aprumaa nee daisey oda kadala podalam...lol comedy da thambi nee !<br />Anda parachute add la oru dialogue naanum all rounder nu uttiye....college leave pottu sirichen da!<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQPPWwTWgnM&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQPPWwTWgnM&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />inda video laa yaruku asingam parunga pa! Haydos moonji yaa thiripindu poran..sheba!<br /><br />Jk ! seekram unga padum vella varatum...adan en vaila vizhama thapichiteenga..aanalum valasarvaakam Auto stand aah manikka maaten....unga perala aramichhu...cut outs vechu panranunga...vaipukale ...illa...! unga poster vecha savari varumo illayo nichyama yogam varum !ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-57391836597501913682009-06-05T10:00:00.003+05:302009-06-05T10:10:08.016+05:30FifTee :D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztI-o09UU_T-S9n79h4S0WUiXExftrOZann0d1IiE-SSvHnOkKwoJRnmcQWJgFO0SxVQzmXFPx5M-r8n-5BQq8otkxUvolDXq2PF7mj-U31SewFJxRd33fEDqwfbjUeAJ9tMv-BAvmeH1/s1600-h/87948.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztI-o09UU_T-S9n79h4S0WUiXExftrOZann0d1IiE-SSvHnOkKwoJRnmcQWJgFO0SxVQzmXFPx5M-r8n-5BQq8otkxUvolDXq2PF7mj-U31SewFJxRd33fEDqwfbjUeAJ9tMv-BAvmeH1/s320/87948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343696794113328482" border="0" /></a><br />Reached half century of Posts successfully...with irregular posting Habits :D...it roughly took 2 years for me to reach this mark and am happy for two thingies<br />-Reaching this mark<br />-My exams are over :D :D :D<br />18 hours in the exam hall,with 30 part B questions and 60 Part A questions and 240 pages to fill and to score 500 plus marks tough job aint it?! ..lol<br /><br />Though results would be something which would pre occupy my mind from mid june...till then its holidays.<br />Full of food and sleep :D<br /><br />Just woke up sometime back would be updating soon with more posts<br /><br />Be right back :Dajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-76382878989261070732009-03-29T10:47:00.003+05:302009-03-29T12:00:44.368+05:30Thoughts put togetherEvery time i come back to put something into my blog with an intention to be more regular working on it,I fall back being irregular like always.College-unit tests-observations-records-making things right and attending college regularly so that i dont have any pending stuff before the semester....made things terrible...I couldnt find a single minute to put up things here.<br /><br />Let me begin with my first event...the college day!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng0RXKXuZCf9NYrtg-Kig944z2FL3BgVMv2bISfmDo96NRq2D72lDxXoTabB9-l18-1oo1_N9DhC1hyphenhyphen0Z2bUqHCXNBX_fJobH72mqBXz6-Qun53WuB1OrI111IKo4LwUujVHfnHmXWVeP/s1600-h/colls.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgng0RXKXuZCf9NYrtg-Kig944z2FL3BgVMv2bISfmDo96NRq2D72lDxXoTabB9-l18-1oo1_N9DhC1hyphenhyphen0Z2bUqHCXNBX_fJobH72mqBXz6-Qun53WuB1OrI111IKo4LwUujVHfnHmXWVeP/s320/colls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318485923183250210" border="0" /></a><br />It began with a very boring event of guest lecture and My HOD suprisingly concluded his speech within ten minutes and most of his speech was related to the event(which is never the case).<br />When it came to prize distribution i had to get on to the stage and when i did...only girls cheering was distinctly audible to me.(which is never the case usually :P,all credits to my class gals!:D).The later half of the event was even better with dancing and cheering for kuthu songs and THALA songs(credits to Muthu and Co)!<br />The suprising part was Munees and arvind shaking their legs for a fast number<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> *******<br /></div>Onetime close friend of mine changing tracks in between for some things which was not neccesary and now searching for himself...looks sad but at the same time,I feel its just absolutely neccesary for people like him...For all the phone calls i ve wasted on him and the ym chats advising him things,for what to do and what not to do,Which went wasted, When he chose the bad company..."You need to suffer! :-) .You are now inbetween whether to join us back or stay with them and its too obvious you are ill-treated by em"<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> *******<br /></div><br />My School junior Arjun vasudev,my Mom's student who attended classes every evening passed away on friday.The days he attended the classes in my place are still fresh in my memory sitting near the door stretching his legs,the handsome talented guy loosing his life so early makes me feel is god really there or Why is he cruel oly to good people?!?<br />When people can rule a state bed-ridden,This young guy who had so much to contribute to people around loosing his life is just unacceptable."Rest in peace da!Though we dint talk a lot I used to admire your talents."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> ********<br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">From thalapathy to Thala.</span><br />A hard-core Vijay fan once now hate him to the same extent as i did like him.<br />Currently A THALA fan cant believe on how i enjoyed vijay..except for his facial expressions and his dance..Nothing in him seems impressing to me(probably i ve grown!..lol).Thala rocks seriously!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> ********<br /></div><br />Hope atleast this time i keep up my words and blog regularly!!..;-)ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-85318022278447659922009-02-19T18:16:00.003+05:302009-02-21T11:30:35.599+05:30I'm BackLoong time since i typed something into my blog..roughly a month i guess..am back with lots of things running in my mind right now!<br />One month filled with fun,fight,sadness,loneliness,happiness a whole lot of different kinds of feelings.<br />My sister returning back home on the eve of New year and staying here till the republic day was one good thing which completes the fun part of my thought.She is one good company whom you can talk anything and everything,she is a gr8 friend of mine as well..i mean female friend! :P<br />A lot of fights with friends and mates...that makes the fight part of it!<br />A weeeeeeeek off from college for some srilankan issue..god!wont there be one more fight somewhere else??A week filled with happiness,vettiness and movies !<br />Nights filled with loneliness after appu left to usa was terrible!it took me sometime to get used to it...i missed something someone badly!!<br />Unit tests in college...managed to clear em ALL :D!<br />Now gazing into the screen with ice packs on my cheeks(got my teeth extracted last evening)!:Dajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-24166265429929269052009-01-15T18:30:00.004+05:302009-01-15T19:31:20.929+05:30Ten things which I love hating the most!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nsGmzMu1bMMYO2CcatFWF8Fgg6Uuv0dgesU3KuMcw9ZnE0E0kN2D0phL5oPDInVhhzC8rJvlHbC6dBncaLMwHSnwL-KtyUslaQUfsgPgty9EF_6vicUiMwVPpmMnLJYFIVqN11wrrGgP/s1600-h/i_hate_this-i_hate_that.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nsGmzMu1bMMYO2CcatFWF8Fgg6Uuv0dgesU3KuMcw9ZnE0E0kN2D0phL5oPDInVhhzC8rJvlHbC6dBncaLMwHSnwL-KtyUslaQUfsgPgty9EF_6vicUiMwVPpmMnLJYFIVqN11wrrGgP/s320/i_hate_this-i_hate_that.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291520247380436882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />10.Handfull of people Who I ll never forget till my death for the wrong reasons,Those people have changed the entire path of my life which i still weep about!If so called god is there they ll pay for the mistake they have done...they ll cry everyday for what has happened!!<br /><br />9.People digging your issues-<br />Certain people in society who dont even bother about increasing LPG rates(especially females) but are more concerned about what their neighbor is upto?!?Especially the home makers who jabber about the youth nextdoor throughout the afternoon!<br /><br />8.Doordarshan and Podhigai no exact reason why! but i would rather stay without watching Tv rather than seeing that channel!Though my Mom claims its onetime famous channel with oliyum oliyum a large scale hit and its seems i Was a great fan of that show during my childhood days :O<br /><br />7.Throwing your anger at me when there is no fault of mine! "hey what do i do>?!?"<br /><br />6.Crowds-<br />Ahhhh!chiiiiiii! thats what i feel at people who bang at you..when there is ample space to walk..eg:trying to get an "archana" ticket in a temple...why hurry?!?..when you are sure to get one??...others include crowded bus,ranganathan street,saravana stores!..yuck'<br /><br />5.Wet floors-<br />I hate walking on wet floors when my legs are dry...I start wondering WtF??have i stamped on??..is it water or something else...??<br /><br />4.Brinjal-<br />Being a vegetarian the only thing I hate eating is Brinjal...once cooked i feel it looks like a fish..though i havent seen a cooked fish ;-)<br /><br />3.People talking as though they know everything related to the stuff they are talking about..it gets on my nerves.<br /><br />2.People who micromanage-<br />You tell me things I need to do..I am ready to do em...I cant stand micromanagement though.<br /><br />1.People who lie to me-<br />Yeah I hate people who lie and try to hide truth from me, better accept it,What am i gonna do after all be angry with you for a few days?ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-31364529792499334242009-01-15T18:07:00.002+05:302009-01-15T18:30:03.313+05:30Happy new year and pongal!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYmwlNL-B3x8WQx21bitS-_qlRcUpCMFnShMbLOta1BzDhokGjGRnzpnBciaUfGZojeCXs91DRcdyY5rKyZBPlIvhzFGyBf4uk4cb1NhyD7tmUoEyvMDFerVnRdOvLCcFWtNuZ1uSJAU8/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYmwlNL-B3x8WQx21bitS-_qlRcUpCMFnShMbLOta1BzDhokGjGRnzpnBciaUfGZojeCXs91DRcdyY5rKyZBPlIvhzFGyBf4uk4cb1NhyD7tmUoEyvMDFerVnRdOvLCcFWtNuZ1uSJAU8/s320/HappyNewYear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291503513438426146" border="0" /></a><br />Laughing out Loud!<br />Ya obviously its a fortnight since new year and this post is coming up too early?....<br />My sister coming down here to India on the eve of New year and me spending most times with her, I dint find anytime to put this up!<br />Happy new year and pongal wishes to you people.<br />Have a great year ahead and let it bring you loads of happiness and luck in your life!ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-92156999160684995112008-12-28T12:13:00.004+05:302008-12-28T12:28:31.819+05:30Happy Birthday maa!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSunct6BPQ3CAz177v0hujZ5XUAJE9Z1iXCwdVmdon0P63GoK6XWiVJ2bvlv7NAP_FKQnSUGWDqJMwucObzTay6mEIR1qwL-Fsn_nHPNR_oWttjED6-Vuoux5yGXpbb015VHXBaKtH8mZI/s1600-h/child-rearing-cartoon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSunct6BPQ3CAz177v0hujZ5XUAJE9Z1iXCwdVmdon0P63GoK6XWiVJ2bvlv7NAP_FKQnSUGWDqJMwucObzTay6mEIR1qwL-Fsn_nHPNR_oWttjED6-Vuoux5yGXpbb015VHXBaKtH8mZI/s320/child-rearing-cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284730903575512898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I am here blogging thats because of you,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You were the one who taught me things which were new;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You went to school with me in ur tummy,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">For all that you have done I love you mummy;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Its been eighteen years we share lots of fun,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You are the best when it comes to pun;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">From packing my lunch early morning,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To making me sleep when am yawning,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Your always with me so caring,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I always thank god to be born to you,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Advanced Birthday wishes To you amma!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">HaPpY BiRtHdAy ma!!</span><br />Its your birthday tomorrow(december 29th),Have a great year ahead ma!ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-84209385661035764962008-12-28T09:58:00.002+05:302008-12-28T10:02:57.722+05:30I keep humming...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3OtUeXk14nQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3OtUeXk14nQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JhkrlT22zko&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JhkrlT22zko&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />These songs are from movies which were released a few months back..and I still keep singing them to myself....right from early morning bath to brushing my teeth before going to bed.<br />Have a look at them!Nice ones!enjoy!ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-58142702273301900522008-12-13T13:53:00.009+05:302008-12-13T14:09:01.281+05:30Striking similarity?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZYjwC5pebZRxWv8nsLNbPGIcuGddJQ9_ijJvh1dKHj39U21s0uNb7mqYsCXNABO_FlF-w_fA1i3LYQ98kH3iZFuytdtsYYmHeU-6VI7NJAO_RxjR-6KjSW4_bkSSyRos3kiDty1zKroxc/s1600-h/india_gautamgambhi2r_l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZYjwC5pebZRxWv8nsLNbPGIcuGddJQ9_ijJvh1dKHj39U21s0uNb7mqYsCXNABO_FlF-w_fA1i3LYQ98kH3iZFuytdtsYYmHeU-6VI7NJAO_RxjR-6KjSW4_bkSSyRos3kiDty1zKroxc/s320/india_gautamgambhi2r_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279191093954216290" border="0" /></a><br />Recently when i saw Gambhir I was thinking deeply this guy resembles someone!I guess he looks like one of the south indian actors Prithviraj.<br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">What Say people?!?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0mgtJxYVN6gV2CrtT5TXT-UPNmcYFmrJ1vnhE5XWfZeN74Fw3o-_JwQVYPI1OIVCjBP3bOzI6ACG_llPYkSxHKNTWH4H0_zb13wVynaD6RX8aPUMLS-C2-I6wz8sIIfCBmU-AlEscZbM/s1600-h/ln.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg0mgtJxYVN6gV2CrtT5TXT-UPNmcYFmrJ1vnhE5XWfZeN74Fw3o-_JwQVYPI1OIVCjBP3bOzI6ACG_llPYkSxHKNTWH4H0_zb13wVynaD6RX8aPUMLS-C2-I6wz8sIIfCBmU-AlEscZbM/s320/ln.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279187961526695186" border="0" /></a>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-77360759389978962292008-12-08T16:47:00.003+05:302008-12-08T17:15:58.765+05:30Dhoni Style<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ16xZVSQ4b9NJkKgdcT18eQS8i4yofleLMQJqgyVnnOT124hmse67Yn5lyc76WBYPG4mIInYwnI1e-Ihn6zDWvx70NpKOaGCFjaiwK6kIe8n1X2-jGYv25LS7QOhpa0KZsHe7m2BuvLs/s1600-h/cartoon011tn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ16xZVSQ4b9NJkKgdcT18eQS8i4yofleLMQJqgyVnnOT124hmse67Yn5lyc76WBYPG4mIInYwnI1e-Ihn6zDWvx70NpKOaGCFjaiwK6kIe8n1X2-jGYv25LS7QOhpa0KZsHe7m2BuvLs/s320/cartoon011tn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277383694936818194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Its been quite some time since dhoni impressed his fans (like me[:D]) with his career best of 183 against Sri lanka and now he is impressing his fans away from the field by his actions as well.<br />Dhoni left his place to Ranchi airport early in the morning to board the flight to Chennai for the Test match.The interesting thing about this is that dhoni had left to the airport without security patrol by driving the car himself.<br />On asking him the reasons for his actions he said,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Waking up security gaurds early in the morning for a 30 minute ride,is just too much on my part"</span> and he said <span style="font-weight: bold;">"jyadha nawabi theek nahi(I am not a nawab)"</span><br />Dhoni you just rock by keeping cool when pressure is building up and now by your simplicity.<br />You will soon be regarded as one of the best captains India has ever got after Sourav.<br />Ranchi guys you can now be proud of your birth place.ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-90635002314539629542008-11-29T21:28:00.005+05:302008-12-01T16:40:50.738+05:30Attack On Mumbai<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfXNZBfaNwusrXbIxdO0Zm7kF6PIkUWxqosSmwmAjklR9kdOA9wI6HE2EFe00Pl-pSB7UCFUHwJVFzWJSfTjvczzqNdc6g1Xrei6ZxN7eqHtsUSZYFdL_85_052DJ95uYwHt0hfAwFlIYm/s1600-h/96459.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfXNZBfaNwusrXbIxdO0Zm7kF6PIkUWxqosSmwmAjklR9kdOA9wI6HE2EFe00Pl-pSB7UCFUHwJVFzWJSfTjvczzqNdc6g1Xrei6ZxN7eqHtsUSZYFdL_85_052DJ95uYwHt0hfAwFlIYm/s320/96459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274777473179965442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Its been 3 long days and I ve been glued to the television looking at the happenings in Mumbai.<br />One of the shocking things I ve ever seen.<br />Around 20 Cowards troubling the entire army of NSG commandos!<br />Around 3 Commandos and 50 innocent people lost their lives in the war.Rest In peace their souls.<br />One question I ve been asking myself for the past 72 hours is that when IIM graduates and others get so much paid for their work,why not these NSG commandos?!?They sacrifice their lives and their family and live only for the COUNTRY,Why cant the country do just ?why cant they pay these guys in lakhs?why cant they encourage more youths to join these bravehearts?<br />Great work Commandos!You aren't National security gaurds but you people are real Gods!ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-54230071745054734222008-11-20T10:30:00.004+05:302008-11-20T10:37:33.837+05:30Dad!I took this poem from one of my friends blog!<br />I RATE THIS TO BE THE BEST POEM I VE EVER COME ACROSS!<br /><br /><br /><br />Her hair up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.<br />Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go<br /><br />But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home<br />Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone<br /><br />But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say<br />What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day<br /><br />But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone<br />And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home<br /><br />But the little girl went to school, eager to tell then all<br />About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.<br /><br />There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet<br />Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats<br /><br />One by one the teacher called, a student from the class<br />To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed<br /><br />At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare<br />Each of them were searching, for a man who wasn't there<br /><br />"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out<br />"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout<br /><br />And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say<br />"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."<br /><br />The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends<br />And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin<br /><br />And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak<br />And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique<br /><br />"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away<br />But I know he wishes he could be with me on this day<br /><br />And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know<br />All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so<br /><br />He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike<br />He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite<br /><br />We used to share fudge sundaes and ice cream in a cone<br />And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone<br /><br />'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart<br />I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart"<br /><br />With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest<br />Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress<br /><br />From somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears<br />Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years<br /><br />She stood up for the love of a man not in her life<br />Doing what was best for her, doing what was right<br /><br />When she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd<br />She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud<br /><br />"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star<br />If he could he'd be here, but heaven's just too far<br /><br />Sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away."<br />Then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day<br /><br />To her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise<br />A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes<br /><br />Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside<br />Perhaps for a second, they saw him at her side.<br /><br />"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out...ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-37348771615022060342008-10-02T12:42:00.000+05:302008-10-02T12:43:38.999+05:30Life...hmmm...not bad!!<table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"><tr><td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;">This Is My Life, Rated</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Life:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="128" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 6.4</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Mind:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="112" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 5.6</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Body:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" height="12" width="156" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 7.8</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Spirit:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="116" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 5.8</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Friends/Family:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/orbar.gif" height="12" width="54" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 2.7</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Love:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" height="12" width="154" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 7.7</td></tr><tr><td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;">Finance:<br /></td><td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"><img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" height="12" width="148" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;" /> 7.4</td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;">Take the Rate My Life Quiz</a></td></tr></table>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-2844332448767947862008-10-02T11:59:00.004+05:302008-10-02T12:30:16.003+05:30Bandha birthday....Of all the eighteen birthdays this b'day of mine was special and unforgettable one too...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKB6hijl-SIYwvIeZSgxJ8U1JX5OvGDTTwSQ-F4zoXNfrw-i7fmBgEegAVXOWCZnAxkKt8ET1BoxGNx240YMACg7fn7xk39n0OZGBs-U7tzU_dqlo6s1mbbZ9AsJ-CWovLzQvl_1MjWx8/s1600-h/IMG_0850.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKB6hijl-SIYwvIeZSgxJ8U1JX5OvGDTTwSQ-F4zoXNfrw-i7fmBgEegAVXOWCZnAxkKt8ET1BoxGNx240YMACg7fn7xk39n0OZGBs-U7tzU_dqlo6s1mbbZ9AsJ-CWovLzQvl_1MjWx8/s320/IMG_0850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252441122568757554" border="0" /></a><br />People go to restaurants,theatres or party to celebrate birthdays but I had no plans for celebrating my birthday and hence I chose to go for a PAPER PRESENTATION in SRM.It was a normal morning with abnormal number of new messages in my mobile,it showed 16 new messages with happy birthday greetings,It was 6:45 am and I had to leave my place at 7:30 am.<br />I wore my new kakhi shirt and one old jean of mine and started from my place at 7:35 am to Chrompet.I reached Chrompet at 8:45 am where i drafted my days speech(cause i forgot to get the sheet of paper from home where in i had written my speech..lol), from there me and Gayathri left to SRM UNIVERSITY(katangulathur).<br />Our topic seemed too trivial to us with very less preparation.We just planned to give our best shot and we werent concerned about the outcome.<br />We were the fifth team to present our paper out of the nine teams which were shortlisted from 29.Our presentation went really well without any blunders...Gayathri did the introduction part and the conclusion slide and I did the Working of our Ideas...It went on really well and some part of my brain kept saying that we had great chances of winning the event.<br />It was about one hour after we did our presentation the results came....<br />"First prize!! Sai Kiran RMK engineering college...."<br />then judges took a break and said...<br />"Though one of the contestants paper had few drawbacks We appreciate their view and hence the second place........ goes to........... Gayathri and Ajit from Rajalakshmi Engineering college"...<br />It seemed so simple when the read it out but once i left the hall I felt as though it was a gift from god...for winning an event during my birthday was so special...<br /><br />We got a prize money of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Rs.2500</span> and god! I was so happy :-) and I was so lucky :-)ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-62031724796240085932008-08-30T18:13:00.014+05:302008-08-30T19:31:07.794+05:30Kollywood's gift,Rising star J.K.Ritish.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxThDsBaezjLbphMrMUjxkspXOis4GDjpjIrncxhvt5iDA4aBmAI3O8NWJfhFtJ93dz_DcO9nkgujTZWszXsT4oEOjBRR_Tqy7wiB_gtZCIlrfxHGrJj6GSm7NJmAfVlNxspMAKk5Jqk4p/s1600-h/nayagan190808_6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxThDsBaezjLbphMrMUjxkspXOis4GDjpjIrncxhvt5iDA4aBmAI3O8NWJfhFtJ93dz_DcO9nkgujTZWszXsT4oEOjBRR_Tqy7wiB_gtZCIlrfxHGrJj6GSm7NJmAfVlNxspMAKk5Jqk4p/s320/nayagan190808_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240292070827368930" border="0" /></a><br />One line I could think of looking at this "handsome" hero is that "If I ever had a face like his I would sue my parents".<br />Nayagan his new venture ....and this guy has all the guts to make a clown out of himself.<br />The pic above is just to show that no matter what he does his face lacks something,I just still cant understand on what basis kollywood heroes are shortlisted,This guy is one such example.He's got no looks,No athletic arms or a minimum requirement for a male lead role in a movie what is called as a height factor,being shorter than the heroine he has negligible screen presence and jumps around here and there for what is called as his dance steps.<br />I just keep wondering at all the stills on How could someone be bold enough to give out such pictures which rather degrades them.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lets see what could have gone through J.K.Riteesh's mind when he was posing for each of those so called gethu images.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-8r-wRl1W1H2lbFiQrHkiHR7YK96PjK1oRjKJYLHf9OhYHVEnCPMdswxZM9VyFdQI368fit-j3PmidQGY60RGovmXb6l8jg3I8EHdyx9sMKIWmy6VBEGnNX6kc6KCUqJkVGD_PJ21Mzd/s1600-h/nayagan130807_11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-8r-wRl1W1H2lbFiQrHkiHR7YK96PjK1oRjKJYLHf9OhYHVEnCPMdswxZM9VyFdQI368fit-j3PmidQGY60RGovmXb6l8jg3I8EHdyx9sMKIWmy6VBEGnNX6kc6KCUqJkVGD_PJ21Mzd/s320/nayagan130807_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240294241941005890" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Zvp5cczowBZm-Cq-4iuqlSwhvUZhXOuGOyIGhG5bEig6XEaliVFNXXiqfngx6viPV_4gngrWvATcAxLt0f4-3cOstfTuaq-TVWBbWOkzD6J75-BNc1R3LYqR_U27RC1ojtENk1rjXgx5/s1600-h/kakka.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Zvp5cczowBZm-Cq-4iuqlSwhvUZhXOuGOyIGhG5bEig6XEaliVFNXXiqfngx6viPV_4gngrWvATcAxLt0f4-3cOstfTuaq-TVWBbWOkzD6J75-BNc1R3LYqR_U27RC1ojtENk1rjXgx5/s320/kakka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240295125317926082" border="0" /></a><br />Ahhhhhh!Mr.J.K.Riteesh should not even be dreaming that he has got resemblances with Suriya if he does probaby suriya should quit the film industry rather than facing such things.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCkpyGOTvWXfu2rBBfRfHD-Dx29f7UlEzga7jjp3CQbhxBpsOgHg7eAFbRbi2rwYtTPFNOjJ7bGnhQ-oxvyUhg99g1ZKFubq4ENjLWFbLNiE7ZUEdnfH-pIHNE4sVVvzB5Hz3Gmh8Whpo/s1600-h/nayagan130807_30.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiCkpyGOTvWXfu2rBBfRfHD-Dx29f7UlEzga7jjp3CQbhxBpsOgHg7eAFbRbi2rwYtTPFNOjJ7bGnhQ-oxvyUhg99g1ZKFubq4ENjLWFbLNiE7ZUEdnfH-pIHNE4sVVvzB5Hz3Gmh8Whpo/s320/nayagan130807_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240296343179030850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWi_YJqYdgSMrYUtf19HMd9H19HfhJm5Fm0ozjbTmZ7fZxjr9yOHAKHxeKwVm7sLsnk3HzKMMRB3OMJciSQxX8tjVzzOEQPO2l-GwURmc6Lej1Z7zfGPEmq8VBBILx9yepdVb4eRKTALT/s1600-h/simbu_gallery1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWi_YJqYdgSMrYUtf19HMd9H19HfhJm5Fm0ozjbTmZ7fZxjr9yOHAKHxeKwVm7sLsnk3HzKMMRB3OMJciSQxX8tjVzzOEQPO2l-GwURmc6Lej1Z7zfGPEmq8VBBILx9yepdVb4eRKTALT/s320/simbu_gallery1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240296675619519714" border="0" /></a>"Enna kodumai sir idhu...thambi J.K. idhukulam nee asaye pada koodadhu!!"<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPLhJvjIBxptbHtRyG2p9p1WdNl_VvicvqYdp_W9U5H1_4vd087yJzC5ND6u9rwNoIUKH42aBkTvrMtdW1o8gafLMfmMzdsyPyxwM0wzoFp8r_1NBSYIuilr0Wy8IaClqn6soFNkeFGY0/s1600-h/nayagan020508_10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPLhJvjIBxptbHtRyG2p9p1WdNl_VvicvqYdp_W9U5H1_4vd087yJzC5ND6u9rwNoIUKH42aBkTvrMtdW1o8gafLMfmMzdsyPyxwM0wzoFp8r_1NBSYIuilr0Wy8IaClqn6soFNkeFGY0/s320/nayagan020508_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240299234074874898" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzN16Jc6_io4Yp7MjGra38hLE3c5dTiNWqvSNqCYLub3hX8RePc_qMadjDkLF005N4N9b9Ud_lBnyJt1S7HdeaQFG0nYyujdGCrVxLACgDGPVVg3-kTkbsf-w80zvUdrXausLJdeUi2hF/s1600-h/normal_35.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzN16Jc6_io4Yp7MjGra38hLE3c5dTiNWqvSNqCYLub3hX8RePc_qMadjDkLF005N4N9b9Ud_lBnyJt1S7HdeaQFG0nYyujdGCrVxLACgDGPVVg3-kTkbsf-w80zvUdrXausLJdeUi2hF/s320/normal_35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240299435319492898" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo07lOSo7_wCu5kFNpY5eIqufZAOM22rvYGFr4cV5XWxzAvMqB9Cxs3B-RGzBjdKNpgk8V8DThXVgVKYERyxOESmMkmI2J4366voB2lbWGM0WcX5bZTM7GUJsM6MVZDKRENW6N4z10fsmX/s1600-h/tamil-cinema-movie-news-ghajini.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo07lOSo7_wCu5kFNpY5eIqufZAOM22rvYGFr4cV5XWxzAvMqB9Cxs3B-RGzBjdKNpgk8V8DThXVgVKYERyxOESmMkmI2J4366voB2lbWGM0WcX5bZTM7GUJsM6MVZDKRENW6N4z10fsmX/s320/tamil-cinema-movie-news-ghajini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240306916308629346" border="0" /></a><br />LOL!What can I say...No words to describe....look at the costumes they dont match either...."Pondy bazar platform aah J.k??"<br /><br />Official J.K.Riteesh fan site:http://www.jkrithish.com/<br />Internet is loosing value I guess!Anything and everything on earth has got its website<br /><br />If you can spend some more time have a look at the video and have fun...total tragedy....<br />Watch out for the dance steps between 2:40 and 2:45,and listen to the meejic between 2:45-2:58..argggg!.....sheba!!!!!.....<br /><br />Technorati tags:<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/handsome" rel="tag">handsome</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/smart" rel="tag">smart</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/pig" rel="tag">pig</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/shit" rel="tag">shit</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/crap" rel="tag">crap</a>,<a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hippopotamus" rel="tag">hippopotamus</a><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AcebV9s2jnA&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AcebV9s2jnA&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-2952307040469700052008-08-08T19:38:00.004+05:302008-08-08T20:01:53.818+05:30S.W.O.T Analysis!An open S.W.O.T analysis report which gave worst results on self introspection!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP6ZKoqy5YmLidD-aGjRJ6KJLzbpe0tRh2US-FzPeHGguc-kd_AWmsWgwaGmD-o5fPwgBh8Xj2YQMFR9B9GNXcHl_QisV6rD31qhxkBkqzl8DXvbnJ_J7hZrBAMnle6bGJWmG320a-2L44/s1600-h/weak.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP6ZKoqy5YmLidD-aGjRJ6KJLzbpe0tRh2US-FzPeHGguc-kd_AWmsWgwaGmD-o5fPwgBh8Xj2YQMFR9B9GNXcHl_QisV6rD31qhxkBkqzl8DXvbnJ_J7hZrBAMnle6bGJWmG320a-2L44/s320/weak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232153276043127250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Strength--<br /></span><ul><li>I talk a lot...lol..yeah its has helped me in achieving small things like getting 10 extra marks in tough paper corrections and projecting lol....."Vaai ilati naai koooda madhikadhu"...lol</li></ul><ul><li>Am frank with you,give what i feel in may be a diplomatic way.</li></ul><ul><li>Finish things in great pace once i start doing it with love and joy!</li></ul><ul><li>Friendly with all.<br /></li></ul><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Weakness--</span><br />YEAH!here it is all my strengths are weaknesses too!....have a look<br /><ul><li>I talk a lot and as a result of my frankness or my way of putting ideas....i ve had great problems in recent times. A brawl with a very close buddy for my over smart behaviour which left me awake for one full night ...[:(]</li><li>Only if i love my work i do it [;)]</li><li>Friendly with all....may be quite indifferent i feel.....</li></ul><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">opportunity--<br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span> Everything around me...except for college...lol</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Threats--<br /></span><br /><ul><li>Hmmmm!could be the way i express my views!<br /></li></ul>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-26580100921775088672008-08-08T19:11:00.005+05:302008-08-08T20:09:59.365+05:30My second Tag....!!!!Though its too late...here it is...sry shrini.....am with it!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuBgYp9BPpPVokLWmMLhVsq1cdeuC_D3knwfIn6EPe630m4Pu-vVNzg2A6obc74gdordNBLqy_LMojTE6EjVbtCD3ShPqdVJyXGHHg7v_1adexi3wcEq69kTgyYv2anB0elr5SgaTskmE/s1600-h/mosaic8887820.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuBgYp9BPpPVokLWmMLhVsq1cdeuC_D3knwfIn6EPe630m4Pu-vVNzg2A6obc74gdordNBLqy_LMojTE6EjVbtCD3ShPqdVJyXGHHg7v_1adexi3wcEq69kTgyYv2anB0elr5SgaTskmE/s320/mosaic8887820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232147035523114514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>1. What is your first name?</strong><br />Ajit<br /><br /><strong>2. What is your favorite food? Right now?<br /></strong>Bhel puri and channa masala...[;)]<br /><br /><strong>3. What high school did you go to?</strong><br />PSBBSSS, KK Nagar<br /><br /><strong>4. What is your favorite color?</strong><br />White....symbolises royality and purity hence....<br /><br /><strong>5. Who is/was your celebrity crush?</strong><br />Shriyaa saran and genelia d'souza .....<br /><br /><strong>6. Favorite drink?</strong><br />Coffee!<br /><br /><strong>7. Dream vacation?</strong><br />One night in star cruises from malaysia to singapore<br /><br /><strong>8. Favorite dessert?</strong><br />Anything would do nothing in particular<br /><br /><strong>9. What do you want to be when you grow up?</strong><br />To be one like Vijay Mallya .....<br /><br /><strong>10. What do you love most in life?<br /></strong>Family and people who love me<br /><br /><strong>11. One Word to describe you.</strong><br />Friendly,frank,quick wit<br /><br /><strong>12. Your flickr name.</strong><br />Ajit<br /><br />Rules To carry out the mossaic image:<br /><em>1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into <a href="http://flickr.com/">FlickrSearch</a>.<br />2. Using only the first page, pick an image.<br />3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into <a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php">fd’s mosaic maker</a>.</em><br /><br />I pass on this tag to all those who give it a glance!ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3048636440452737122.post-39220317136691057522008-06-19T17:44:00.002+05:302008-06-19T18:20:24.825+05:30Dasavatharam: Review<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHenH0fVjxFzTp9PsKOOTlHLU7g4RtR-0wPgex3vcLHijHHDVDzGeZx-hw-pT9Ahaq3adZuOeFNBwosEEPEeiBks0KPk8fbnZnAZ1tyReyfmi1PbPO9pL85WZDB2WsEmq87NdelFrBW1Dk/s1600-h/dasavatharam-05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHenH0fVjxFzTp9PsKOOTlHLU7g4RtR-0wPgex3vcLHijHHDVDzGeZx-hw-pT9Ahaq3adZuOeFNBwosEEPEeiBks0KPk8fbnZnAZ1tyReyfmi1PbPO9pL85WZDB2WsEmq87NdelFrBW1Dk/s320/dasavatharam-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213566584259751522" border="0" /></a>Dasavatharam!!!<br />One movie that shows the dedication and hardwork a person can put into their job.<br />Though the movie has no story base or perfect sense for all the ten roles, the way he has enacted em is just too too good!<br />After watchin the movie the conclusion i derived was<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"Am proud to be a tamilian and o'course a brahim just like Kamal Hasan"<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">No wonder Kamal fans boast and he is no wonder called ULAGANAYAGAN.</span><br /></span>ajithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00195663711569862724noreply@blogger.com4