<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021</id><updated>2012-01-20T00:26:57.886+06:00</updated><category term='Ad special'/><category term='my brain'/><category term='Diwali'/><category term='Fortune'/><category term='Rainy Day'/><category term='Itz me'/><category term='Thathuvam'/><category term='NEWSENSE'/><category term='CustomerService'/><category term='society'/><category term='Crap'/><title type='text'>COLORS OF LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>The tissue of the Life to be we weave with colors all our own, And in the field of Destiny we reap as we have sown.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-9210790874754662436</id><published>2010-10-07T20:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:56:28.236+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Endhiran Chitti...</title><content type='html'>Here I go, watched the much awaited movie "Endhiran" on the sixth day of its release. After a long time watched the movie on a night show (indeed a peacefull time) with the whole family. Watching it on the sixth day for a movie like Endhiran wasnt a good idea there were comments in all places you go, be it facebook / twitter / Tv / friends ... The whole world was speaking about endhiran, when you hear too much of something and on top of it the great hype created by Sun TV makes you really get tired and at the sametime increases your expectation multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;Movie was indeed super, nice &amp;amp; cool graphics which suits our style and definitely a treat to watch umpty number of thalaivar on screen. Shankar kept us on his track without allowing boredom bother us or to even think of anything else other than to watch the movie completely engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;At the end when I came out of the hall it gave me a kind of feel as to why there was toooo much of a hype. What i found missing was the kind of new styles which always comes along with any Rajini movie. Chitti identifying the culprit scientist amongst his men was an amazing scene but there wasnt any new style followed by Thalaivar, it was just a remake from his old movies nicely wrapped in a silver/gold/platinum foil and presented. Shivaji , Chandramuki movies for instance can never get much credit for the movie as a whole but thalaivar scored well in these movies with his new fresh style and crisp looks. 'Motta Bozz' and 'Vaettaian' character can never be forgotten in history, even though it shares only few scenes in the movie. As a fan of Super Star, I found that this kinda unique style was missing in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow movie is definitely a must watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-9210790874754662436?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/9210790874754662436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=9210790874754662436' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9210790874754662436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9210790874754662436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/10/endhiran-chitti.html' title='Endhiran Chitti...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4526028727413127174</id><published>2010-08-29T22:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:09:51.820+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend.. Companion</title><content type='html'>How important it is to have the right company, I have always wanted to explore places but at the end would not be able to get the right company to move around. Trekking was something I wanted to try out atleast once in this life time, what is life if you cant do what you wanted to. Was very much attracted towards the Chennai Trekking Clubs activities and wanted to try out atleast a one days trip ! Could not get a company for it :( .. If it comes to girls there are so many restrictions atleast in the like minded family like mine. After satisfying all the restrictions you need to pacify a friend for company. huhhhh , this sucks...&lt;br /&gt;Times like this really frustrates and makes me think " Why the hell do boys enjoy all the fun ? :P "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Targeted for the one day nagalapuram ladies trekking, but could not as usual due to the fact that dint get a company. Was really nice to read the write up by 2 first time gals who made for the trip. Here is the link about the &lt;a href="http://www.chennaitrekkers.org/2010/07/ladies-trek-to-nagalapuram-june-2010.html"&gt;Trek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I happen to get a guy who could be a right company ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4526028727413127174?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4526028727413127174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4526028727413127174' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4526028727413127174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4526028727413127174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/08/friend-companion.html' title='Friend.. Companion'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1179153833638578273</id><published>2010-07-01T21:30:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:47:20.346+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just The Way You Are... (Billy Joel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wonderful lyrics, wish people could understand the worth of others !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't go changing, to try and please me&lt;br /&gt;You never let me down before&lt;br /&gt;Don't imagine you're too familiar&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;We never could have come this far&lt;br /&gt;I took the good times, I'll take the bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go trying some new fashion&lt;br /&gt;Don't change the color of your hair&lt;br /&gt;You always have my unspoken passion&lt;br /&gt;Although I might not seem to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want clever conversation&lt;br /&gt;I never want to work that hard&lt;br /&gt;I just want someone that I can talk to&lt;br /&gt;I want you just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know that you will always be&lt;br /&gt;The same old someone that I knew&lt;br /&gt;What will it take till you believe in me&lt;br /&gt;The way that I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I love you and that's forever&lt;br /&gt;And this I promise from the heart&lt;br /&gt;I could not love you any better&lt;br /&gt;I love you just the way you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1179153833638578273?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1179153833638578273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1179153833638578273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1179153833638578273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1179153833638578273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-way-you-are-billy-joel.html' title='Just The Way You Are... (Billy Joel)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1855404068671804021</id><published>2010-06-24T22:43:00.007+06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:23:20.435+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravanan</title><content type='html'>Saw the movie on the second day of its release, much awaited one with lots of expectations !&lt;div&gt;Amidst all the controversies and the poor reviews the movie had come through, I indeed liked the movie. Far better than the usual masala ones which had hit the box office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the movie has many flaws in characterization there are good things also to look forward:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- aishu's opening scene where she jumps off the cliff, proving that she is a daring women and doesnt wish to be shot (though there are short backs later) was extraordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- vikram and his expression when he is with the lavishing beauty (better to forget that he is a raavanan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- usurae pogudhae 4m Karthick's mesmerizing voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- wonderful cinematography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- beautifull aishu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- climax fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- cimax song wordings(Naan Varuven) and A.R's uplift to the song was awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either you end up liking it or dislike it, A must watch after all the criticism  !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1855404068671804021?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1855404068671804021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1855404068671804021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1855404068671804021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1855404068671804021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/06/ravanan.html' title='Ravanan'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1838490745010136840</id><published>2010-04-22T21:05:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:17:13.033+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky ...</title><content type='html'>I find that people go crazy over the internet and post all kinda activities over as status in all different applications starting from gtalk - orkut - facebook - twitter , I found it really funny when I came through two status for the day , It reads...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;- Make U r Self Fool &lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/cleardot.gif" width="14" height="14" alt=":-)" pattern="nose smile" createtime="1271948918146" iconset="round" framecount="116" style="background-image: url(https://mail.google.com/mail/im/emotisprites/nose_smile1.png); background-position: 0px -700px; " /&gt; To Make True Love &lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/images/cleardot.gif" width="14" height="14" alt=":-(" pattern="nose sad" createtime="1271948918146" iconset="round" framecount="116" style="background-image: url(https://mail.google.com/mail/im/emotisprites/nose_sad1.png); background-position: 0px -700px; " /&gt;  ( what does he really mean ?? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;- Come on chennai, you can do it ! ( hw does this help chennai ;-) ... &lt;a href="http://alsandeepkumar.blogspot.com/"&gt;sandeep&lt;/a&gt; no hard feelings... :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1838490745010136840?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1838490745010136840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1838490745010136840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1838490745010136840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1838490745010136840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/04/cranky.html' title='Cranky ...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1840553482876469708</id><published>2010-04-02T22:49:00.006+06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:25:45.855+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayirathil Oruvan.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Loved the song completely and wanted to see how they would picturize it... amathitiyah selva !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maalai Neram Mazhai Thoorum Kaalam&lt;br /&gt;En Jannal Oram Nirkkiren&lt;br /&gt;Neeyum Naanum Orupporvaikkulley&lt;br /&gt;Siru Meagam Poley Midhakkiren&lt;br /&gt;Odum Kaalangal Udan Odum Ninaivugal&lt;br /&gt;Vazhimaarum Payanangal Thodargiradhey&lt;br /&gt;Idhuthaan Vaazhkkaiya Oru Thunaithaan Thevaiyaa…&lt;br /&gt;Manam Eanno Ennaiyea Keatkiradhey&lt;br /&gt;Oho Kaadhal Ingey oin&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavidhai Ondru Mudindhadhu&lt;br /&gt;Theadumbodhey Tholaindhadhu Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;Idhu Sogam Aanaal Oru Sugam&lt;br /&gt;Nenjin Ulley Paravidum&lt;br /&gt;Naam Pazhagiya Kaalam Paravasam Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dham tharumey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Un Karam Korkkaiyil&lt;br /&gt;Ninaivu Oraayiram pin Iru Karam Pirigaiyil Ninaivu nooraayiram&lt;br /&gt;Ka&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alil Vizhundha Idhayam meekkamudiyaadhadhu&lt;br /&gt;Kanavil Tholaindha Nijangalo Meendum Kidaikkaadhadhu&lt;br /&gt;Oru Kaalaiyil Neeyillai Theadavum Manamvaravillai&lt;br /&gt;Pirindhadhum Purindhadhu Naan Ennai Izhandhen Enaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oho Kaadhal Ingey &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;oin&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavidhai Ondru Mudindhadhu&lt;br /&gt;Theadumbodhey Tholaindhadhu Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;Idhu Sogam Aanaal Oru Sugam&lt;br /&gt;Nenjin Ulley Paravidum&lt;br /&gt;Naam Pazhagiya Kaalam Paravasam Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dham tharumey…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oru Murai Vaasalil Neeyaai Vandaal Enna&lt;br /&gt;Naan Keatkavey Thudiththidum Vaarththai Sonnaal Enna&lt;br /&gt;Iru Manam Seargaiyil Pizhaiyillai&lt;br /&gt;Poruththukkondaal Enna&lt;br /&gt;Iru Dhisai Paravaigal Inaindhadhey&lt;br /&gt;Nindru Sendral Enna&lt;br /&gt;En Theadalgal Nee Illai&lt;br /&gt;Un Kanavugal Naan Illai&lt;br /&gt;Iruvizhip Paarvaiyil Naam Urugi Nindraal Enna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maalai Neram Mazhai Thoorum Kaalam&lt;br /&gt;En Jannal Oram Nirkkiren&lt;br /&gt;Neeyum Naanum Orupporvaikkulley&lt;br /&gt;Siru Meagam Poley Midhakkiren&lt;br /&gt;Odum Kaalangal Udan Odum Ninaivugal&lt;br /&gt;Vazhimaarum Payanangal Thodargiradhey&lt;br /&gt;Idhuthaan Vaazhkkaiya Oru Thunaithaan Thevaiyaa&lt;br /&gt;Manam Eanno Ennaiyea Keatkiradhey&lt;br /&gt;Oho Kaadhal Ingey &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;oin&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavidhai Ondru Mudindhadhu&lt;br /&gt;Theadumbodhey Tholaindhadhu Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;Idhu Sogam Aanaal Oru Sugam&lt;br /&gt;Nenjin Ulley Paravidum&lt;br /&gt;Naam Pazhagiya Kaalam Paravasam Anbey…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dham tharumey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1840553482876469708?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1840553482876469708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1840553482876469708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1840553482876469708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1840553482876469708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2010/04/oruvan.html' title='Ayirathil Oruvan.........'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4427108600178595011</id><published>2009-12-12T23:36:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:50:35.884+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Yup my IPOD works... &lt;div&gt;Well the ipod service centre wanted 7.5K for replacing my ipod which was named DEAD. Googling finally saved me, there were really some crazy tips in few forums which i thought should be tried one by one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- try inserting a paper/business card and clean all the sides of ipod &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drop the ipod on a soft cushion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drop it on the floor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well , i tried the first option and plugged to test my ipod.......... and it really worked... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you need to be really crazy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4427108600178595011?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4427108600178595011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4427108600178595011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4427108600178595011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4427108600178595011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2009/12/phoenix.html' title='Phoenix'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7803047289238515107</id><published>2009-11-22T21:18:00.002+06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:26:33.703+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Dead........ deep condolence :(</title><content type='html'>A great friend for nearly four years, never knew it would leave me so soon... &lt;div&gt;Gone... My IPOD :( Its dead.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7803047289238515107?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7803047289238515107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7803047289238515107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7803047289238515107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7803047289238515107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-dead-deep-condolence.html' title='Its Dead........ deep condolence :('/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2520943177002737492</id><published>2009-11-19T22:46:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:00:56.409+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brain'/><title type='text'>Just a thought..</title><content type='html'>"Its not good to Lie to a person who believe us"&lt;div&gt;=&gt; implies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lie to a person who does not believe us"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whats the use in lying to a person who does not believe us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the end =&gt; Lie to a person who believes us !!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certain conclusions dont seem logical ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2520943177002737492?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2520943177002737492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2520943177002737492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2520943177002737492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2520943177002737492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought..'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5664858405729966198</id><published>2009-11-18T22:26:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:17:14.466+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better don start when you don know how to...</title><content type='html'>It was a lonely weekend, dint know how to spend my time wisely. Tried watching "Jab We Met", but it was really too boring for me, as opposed to the hype which was given by few of my friends who were in all praise for it. May be I was not in a movie mood ;-) excuse !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was then, I got reminded of my small pot which was got long back, tried painting it with no clue of what i really wanted to do with it. Painted it with black, dint know how to proceed further, added a coating of brown, further dint know how to proceed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At last it came out as weird as it could be.... !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SwQre-Ami7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/MeVtFlWjNvE/s1600/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SwQre-Ami7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/MeVtFlWjNvE/s320/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405493263793032114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SwQrr72FpxI/AAAAAAAAAxc/jXWlMMfdHcA/s320/DSC02198.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405493486550361874" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5664858405729966198?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5664858405729966198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5664858405729966198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5664858405729966198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5664858405729966198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-don-start-when-you-don-know-how.html' title='Better don start when you don know how to...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SwQre-Ami7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/MeVtFlWjNvE/s72-c/DSC02197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-9085415391863578746</id><published>2009-08-17T22:57:00.004+06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:06:59.045+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itz me'/><title type='text'>Feels like Crap</title><content type='html'>Its been long and yes , so long a time since i blogged. And, I am currently in a state of feeling crap about everything. Feel like jumping into the sea and diving to another world but pity myself that I don't even know to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh... God plz help this poor kid of yours !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-9085415391863578746?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/9085415391863578746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=9085415391863578746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9085415391863578746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9085415391863578746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2009/08/feels-like-crap.html' title='Feels like Crap'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5610443274798774257</id><published>2008-07-27T20:50:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:22:37.528+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey... Where are you heading to ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SIyQhhOgaNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C07uybgQsj4/s1600-h/smiley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SIyQhhOgaNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C07uybgQsj4/s320/smiley2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227712172999600338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This question keeps my soul breaking now-a-days.&lt;br /&gt;Unclear path, diminished light, confused mind, a cry baby... yes thats me for now.&lt;br /&gt;And, I found that all that I lack is self-confidence !!!&lt;br /&gt;The moment you lose this, you lose yourself in the battle slowly...&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand how terrible it is to be without this, how dark the world seems without this. How unhappy and complaining, I have been without this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile and the world smiles at me.. I am the ruler of MY day.&lt;br /&gt;A good or bad day is all decided by me....&lt;br /&gt;How true......... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be back with all that energy and Yes I will be back... :-)&lt;br /&gt;I am back...&lt;br /&gt;Wishing myself a good, bold, independent start from now on... !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5610443274798774257?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5610443274798774257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5610443274798774257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5610443274798774257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5610443274798774257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-where-are-you-heading-to.html' title='Hey... Where are you heading to ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/SIyQhhOgaNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C07uybgQsj4/s72-c/smiley2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-33373824681882824</id><published>2008-02-02T13:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:17:45.154+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really funny :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R6QZBJC_MzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TeARLXZ_p_g/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R6QZBJC_MzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TeARLXZ_p_g/s200/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162278580272444210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-33373824681882824?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/33373824681882824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=33373824681882824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/33373824681882824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/33373824681882824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2008/02/really-funny.html' title='Really funny :)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R6QZBJC_MzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TeARLXZ_p_g/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5779994656820345062</id><published>2007-12-31T11:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:07:58.870+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Easier or made Lazier !!!</title><content type='html'>New technology - we welcome it...&lt;br /&gt;New equipments - we welcome it...&lt;br /&gt;New advancement - we welcome it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean we need to invest some 35 - 50K on a treadmil to walk 12km/hr rather than a brisk walk in the early morning ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we solve a puzzle with zeal to get trapped in a even tougher puzzle !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5779994656820345062?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5779994656820345062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5779994656820345062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5779994656820345062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5779994656820345062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/12/easier-or-made-lazier.html' title='Easier or made Lazier !!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2220268875088328638</id><published>2007-12-28T17:27:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T15:48:47.048+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smilez all the way... :)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R3TeQfuS_jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cZNvha-h0m0/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148984648966274610" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R3TeQfuS_jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cZNvha-h0m0/s200/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long... long... and so long time, back here with colors n happinez :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, d snap is d Rangoli done by me &amp;amp; 2 others and yes we backed the second place :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep guessing the composition of the Rangoli... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah haa...  forgot somethin... this is my 100th post :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2220268875088328638?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2220268875088328638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2220268875088328638' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2220268875088328638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2220268875088328638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/12/smilez-all-way.html' title='Smilez all the way... :)))'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/R3TeQfuS_jI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cZNvha-h0m0/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-452944418841681922</id><published>2007-10-14T23:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:08:43.071+06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTHER...</title><content type='html'>Category 1 : &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mother You filled my days with rainbow lights,&lt;br /&gt;fairytales and sweet dream nights,&lt;br /&gt;A kiss to wipe away my tears,&lt;br /&gt;Gingerbread to ease my fears.&lt;br /&gt;You gave the gift of life to me,&lt;br /&gt;And then in love, you set me free.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your tender care,&lt;br /&gt;for deep warm hugs and being there.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when you think of me,&lt;br /&gt;A part of you, you'll always see.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indianchild.com/mother1.htm"&gt;~Author Unknown~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indianchild.com/mother1.htm"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slaps u rite in front of everyone !&lt;br /&gt;screws u in ur heart !&lt;br /&gt;pinches so badly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately noticed dis category2 in a clinic where a mother behaved bitterly to her 6th std old kid jus bcaz it was getting delayed in the clinic and she wanted her kid to request the doctor to treat dem soon since dey where frm a long distance !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky again !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-452944418841681922?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/452944418841681922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=452944418841681922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/452944418841681922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/452944418841681922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/10/mother.html' title='MOTHER...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-3724077496754518327</id><published>2007-09-29T23:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:49:25.070+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Memories...</title><content type='html'>"It takes only few minutes to take hasty decisions. Few seconds to hurt someone. But a life time to forget and to be forgiven...", continued pooja to vidhu (Vidhu is hw pooja called vidyalakshmi, her sweet only kid, her only sole happiness) who was gazing nithin's marriage card lifelessly with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Pooja continued further looking deep into vidhus eye... "Vidhu, U have seen me lost in thoughts few times, U have made attempts to ask me and U also know that all the reasons that I gave you are not true.. Right... ?" vidhu made a gentle movement of her eye lashes and continued to look into poojas eye.. "vidhu before I married ur father, I was in love with someone  whom I thought was made for me, for me alone.. but something went wrong somewhere, it started with a small misunderstanding and finally took me away from him for no good reason. I tried explaining him that I was innocent but he was not ready to open his ears/heart for me. It took 3years to agree for dis marriage after my breakup. I was not ready for it, I could not build a new affair from the scratch, I knew that all the love that I had poured on him, could not be showed to the same extent on someone else, but its destiny that one day I had to do it at least for the sake of my parents. I explained about everything to your dad. He gave me time to recover from everything and to start our life.. life has changed a lot now, I am wife of karthik, a proud mother.. but I am still a wounded lover... somewhere in d corner of my heart is the love that makes me feel bad,  makes me ask Q as how he could do it to me and a feeling that I am still not able to forget it.. somehow it disturbs my heart, my life.. Ur father is a practical person, he knows what life is.. he was good to me, cares for me and I too care for him all of my heart, but all these started out of responsibility.. A way of reciprocation. I would name him more as my good friend rather than a loving husband. Somewhere inside my heart, I feel that I have betrayed your father since I am unable to forget my love..sometimes it kills me completely.  So, vidhu never in your life take an hasty decision. I know vimal is your good friend who loves U for what you are... I also know that U can never forget nithin,  but try to understand  life. Today nithin is a husband of some1 and tomo U are flying off to UK... remember vidhu tomo U can escape frm marriage but one day u need to face it. so its time that U take a decision and reply to vimal. If U dont accept, one day I am sure your heart will have rooms to carry two burdens one for nithin and another for vimal that U pushed him to pain... "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-3724077496754518327?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/3724077496754518327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=3724077496754518327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3724077496754518327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3724077496754518327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/09/treasured-memories.html' title='Treasured Memories...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2587814611607078180</id><published>2007-09-26T23:45:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:09:10.878+06:00</updated><title type='text'>yenna edhu yenna edhu, yennai kolvadhu ! yenna yendru kaetpavarku yenna solvadhu ?</title><content type='html'>There is something common amg many of the IT professionalz...&lt;br /&gt;yenna adhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branded wear.... illa !&lt;br /&gt;Polished shoes.... illa !&lt;br /&gt;Variety of credit cards.... illa !&lt;br /&gt;Latest mobile in hand... illa !&lt;br /&gt;Watchin movie as soon as d movie releases in top theaters... illa !&lt;br /&gt;online money transfer, even if its Rs.50/- ;).... illa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den wat ???&lt;br /&gt;Its d small tummy ;) !!!&lt;br /&gt;Ppl, plz try to take good care of ur physique...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2587814611607078180?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2587814611607078180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2587814611607078180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2587814611607078180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2587814611607078180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/09/yenna-edhu-yenna-edhu-ennai-kolvadhu.html' title='yenna edhu yenna edhu, yennai kolvadhu ! yenna yendru kaetpavarku yenna solvadhu ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5893783291630976071</id><published>2007-09-26T22:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:35:57.269+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogingggggggggggg</title><content type='html'>Giving a 90 degree left and right twist to my little brain, I found few possible reasons as to y my pase in writing blogs has  abruptly come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All imp, fav sites have been blocked frm office&lt;br /&gt;2. Relocated to a new home and took some days to settle down with a broadband connection&lt;br /&gt;3. By d time I reach home, I lose complete interest to switch on d system&lt;br /&gt;4. Weekends pass with long sleepin hours n few DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I nsoin life now-a-days ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happppah successfully wrote a blog ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5893783291630976071?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5893783291630976071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5893783291630976071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5893783291630976071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5893783291630976071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogingggggggggggg.html' title='Blogingggggggggggg'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2251684430769264362</id><published>2007-08-02T22:57:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:26:17.794+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Siru siru uravugal pirivilayae ninaivugal...</title><content type='html'>It becomes little difficult to answer certain questions, and a pretty good example is .,"&lt;strong&gt;Do you think I am wrong ?&lt;/strong&gt;". When you are damn sure that the person who asks dis Q is absolutely wrong and when you try to answer it with a simple "YES", you are just caught. Nobody is ready to accept this answer. Nobody is ready to hear this and are rather well satisfied with a blunt answer of dis sort..."why do you think dis way... must be there was someother problem....blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accept a mistake should we be a Budha or wat ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2251684430769264362?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2251684430769264362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2251684430769264362' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2251684430769264362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2251684430769264362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/08/siru-siru-uravugal-pirivilayae.html' title='Siru siru uravugal pirivilayae ninaivugal...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6277779543415541825</id><published>2007-07-27T20:01:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T20:24:46.159+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Injurious to health or the custom ?</title><content type='html'>Women are looked up as an home entity - a calm, clean, loving, beautiful, truthful, caring human being. Now, I see that some women spoil the good name that is retained or should I coin it as people who don't fit in the women category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adopting western culture in their wear and yes in their approach is of course acceptable. But is it good to say an "YES" for even smoking n drinkz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think we will soon have a smoking zone for guyz n galz separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enna kodumai sir edhu !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6277779543415541825?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6277779543415541825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6277779543415541825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6277779543415541825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6277779543415541825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/07/poogai-pidithal.html' title='Injurious to health or the custom ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6684091657761584618</id><published>2007-07-08T15:25:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:06:45.968+06:00</updated><title type='text'>070707 !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RpC01zaqtYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SuhyHCksKJA/s1600-h/Image(147).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084762815729415554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RpC01zaqtYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SuhyHCksKJA/s200/Image(147).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its al over, a day of wishes has come to an end. Imean my bday. The 777 day to b rightly called...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gifts frm the dear and d sudden visits brings in a feelin of ..... hmmm no words am able to catch.. Long time since i blogged tht, d flow has abruptly come to an end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A smal craze was alwayz dere towards d bouquets, finally got it frm my best friend .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopin to visit soon after collectin few words !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6684091657761584618?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6684091657761584618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6684091657761584618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6684091657761584618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6684091657761584618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/07/070707.html' title='070707 !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RpC01zaqtYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SuhyHCksKJA/s72-c/Image(147).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-500592845269907931</id><published>2007-05-01T00:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:31:49.071+06:00</updated><title type='text'>More than Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjY1O1GnjpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/piFYdYg3WpU/s1600-h/odaijiniFlowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjY1O1GnjpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/piFYdYg3WpU/s200/odaijiniFlowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059289760286609042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost, forgotten, without rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Longing in my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Awakened now, emotions saved&lt;br /&gt;More than love, a promise made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As deepest ocean's brilliant hue&lt;br /&gt;Reflect to heaven dreams of you&lt;br /&gt;Spiraling in winds of time&lt;br /&gt;More than love, I know you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celestial patterns, you in me&lt;br /&gt;In emptiness I cease to be&lt;br /&gt;Within our hearts a love divine&lt;br /&gt;More than love, our souls align&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A labyrinth of Earthly ways&lt;br /&gt;Through infinite remaining days&lt;br /&gt;Whispered dreams, a breath between&lt;br /&gt;More than love, our destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s ---- Source -&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=878694"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-500592845269907931?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/500592845269907931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=500592845269907931' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/500592845269907931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/500592845269907931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-than-love.html' title='More than Love...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjY1O1GnjpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/piFYdYg3WpU/s72-c/odaijiniFlowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-817516232800312678</id><published>2007-04-30T22:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:45:39.143+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalyana samayal sadham.. kaai karigalum pramadham.....NO NO!! NO kari</title><content type='html'>"Hey engayo - sanjeevanam ahh, nooru rubhai ku sappadu poduraanga... tht too good veg meals!!"&lt;br /&gt;dis was d hype given by some co-mates... "wowwww jus 100 ahhhh, lets go tomo" - my reaction :) since after becomin oppciers n after earning some chilraiz ;).. v were entering al useless costly hotels who charged atleast 300 per head :( [mostly OC treats ;) - nanga rombha vevaram la ] !!!&lt;br /&gt;and dis 100 rupees was like askin me to giv a try.. hence made a decision to experience d food n v went to adayar branch &lt;a href="http://www.cholayilsanjeevanam.com/"&gt;"cholayil sanjeevanam"&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oru perfect silence wen v entered inside... melodies music in background... neat n tidy with simple good decent design work around with re-usable things !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjYq61GnjnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TyvzMplgb8g/s1600-h/resta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjYq61GnjnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TyvzMplgb8g/s200/resta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059278421572947570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den came our vazhai-elai...wow enna oru pasumai vazhai elai la sappadu]. den dey arranged some 5 juices instructing us to hav frm rite to left.den a series of uncooked food, den partially cooked, den completed cooked series... finally comes our saadham :), den comes honey [yummy!!!!!!], den bida ;) !!! thanni ll b shown oly while givin honey :( [ i needed it badly wen i was tryin to hav pavakkai :( - thanni yah kattala avanga ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key points to note&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; a good brk frm usual kacha-mucha[junk] food&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; my fav was vazhathandu, poottu, payaasam[use fingers n not spoon] :)&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; al dese for 100 is good - reasonable&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; never hav i got satisfied in treat&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; jus bcaz its reasonable u cant hav it frequently ;) [rombha kashtam]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; i disliked - beetroot saru[had it lik a kashayam], pavakkai kootu [super kasapu :(], den vazhaimalar kootu [siru kasapu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall had a diff experience with myself n my intestine wondering hw am i eatin al dese.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-817516232800312678?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/817516232800312678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=817516232800312678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/817516232800312678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/817516232800312678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/04/kalyana-samayal-sadham-kaai-karigalum.html' title='Kalyana samayal sadham.. kaai karigalum pramadham.....NO NO!! NO kari'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RjYq61GnjnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TyvzMplgb8g/s72-c/resta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-735593476054550684</id><published>2007-04-16T22:21:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:21:35.489+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yah Dil maange more !</title><content type='html'>Need a break...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RiOtkj6QNFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lj0Ujp2kNaA/s1600-h/Sea+Shell+06b+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RiOtkj6QNFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lj0Ujp2kNaA/s200/Sea+Shell+06b+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054074050466296914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a change...&lt;br /&gt;Need a brisk start...&lt;br /&gt;Need a cool end...&lt;br /&gt;Need a solution...&lt;br /&gt;Need to rest...&lt;br /&gt;Need a vigour...&lt;br /&gt;Need a trigger...&lt;br /&gt;Need a swril...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas Need to taste life again frm d scratch for a change ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-735593476054550684?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/735593476054550684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=735593476054550684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/735593476054550684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/735593476054550684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/04/yah-dil-maange-more.html' title='Yah Dil maange more !'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RiOtkj6QNFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lj0Ujp2kNaA/s72-c/Sea+Shell+06b+web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5772781664875489910</id><published>2007-03-17T15:16:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:19:03.844+06:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened... It happens !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; Nithi being an extrovert was the one who would always start a conversation with her cute smiling face and would lighten even the dullest persons day. Even if it were a single day that she was not found, her phone would keep ringing just to enquire what was wrong and why she never turned up to the office. Her team was suppose to be her family, whether it was a problem with a friend, or their lover or any thing for that matter, all her teammates found it easy to discuss with her but, she never opened her heart even when she was full of worries. Though she could never solve any of their worries, she would always listen to them and support them emotionally. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was her birthday, a day she completed 26 years in this world, if not having achieved anything really great, she conquered many peoples heart and one such person whom she completely changed was sujan. As Nithi was hunting for her lunch box inside her jute bag, she found a card and an envelope; with a quick sparkle in her eyes she opened the card. She said to herself that it must be none other than sujan who would have given her this surprise. Yes she was always right and it was him who left behind his sign as “with love, your dear”. Nithi exclaimed that it was he – her sujan and for him to give this surprise he never wished her from the morning, which made her day dull, but now she felt spell bound by this surprise. A simple card from him satisfied all her desires, her expectations. She never expected anything big – but a card from him was something big for her. She could not control smiling or rather blushing since it was the very first time that sujan had gifted her with a card after she knowing him for about 7 years. Nithi began to open the envelope and found about a dozen papers stapled together, she started reading his words.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sujan was basically a timetable man, a person who plans and works out things, a person who opens his mouth only when wanted and that too with counted number of words. People who knew him a little called him an emotionless person, but it’s a fact that people who seem to be strong outside are the ones who are really weak and expect more love, this only nithi was able to find out. She was his college mate, classmate, friend, well-wisher, advisor and finally became everything for him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Nithi and sujan were talked as the best couple among their friends list. It was Nithi who expressed her wish to be a wife of sujan and sujan too accepted for the same with the single sentence stating, “No one other than you could understand me better. I am gifted and thanks for letting me know”. They never met each other even after this proposal. Mobile was their only means of communication. As it always happens her parents were strong, they were not ready to have a guy from a different caste to be a part of their family. She was not ready to leave him away; a life without him was a nightmare for her and for him too. At last she won in the battle, somehow made her parents accept him. Wedding bells rang; she was by his side forever. Two years passed by, each day was blissful for them. During all this time sujan had never presented nithi with anything, either it be a birthday or friendship day or Valentines Day or for that matter their wedding day, he always just wished her by words. But nithi on the other hand would give him the cutest possible gift possible, be it a pen or book or CD or clock or show piece or a diary and even once prepared a timetable card filled with his routine schedule for a week, she always selected the one he liked or rather he loved anything that she gave. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He was having his 3 months old son in his hand and sat in front of the neurologist along with his gal. Sujan had terrible back pain for the pasts one-month that lead him to take up many test and finally was ready to receive the reports from the neurologist. The motor pathway (The chain of nerve cells that runs from the brain through the spinal cord out to the muscle is called the motor pathway) of his body has got affected and due to this he would be paralyzed at the earliest was the statement from the doctor side. There life became dark, love life ended in a minute with these words from the doctor, all dreams to be together for hundred years crashed off in minutes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nithi as always-consoled sujan, made him feel comfortable some how and let her depression out by tears when sujan was not around. Nithi was sure that she could save sujan, she prayed with all the belief that her prayers will/should be answered. Sujan was trying to be normal for the successive days and as Nithi’s birthday was nearing, for the first time sujan selected a card for Nithi spending nearly three hours to select an apt card for her. Something was very badly troubling him, he was not sure whether he was going in a right direction or not. He was not ready to make his gal suffer for her lifetime with him. He was not able to imagine him in a bed paralyzed and making his loving dear to suffer without giving any pleasure, all these thoughts troubled him like hell. Finally he decided, took a piece of paper and started writing how much he loved Nithi, it went on for pages. He could not stop at any time; this was completely abnormal for him since he had never done this before. After expressing his love, he added his last wordings for nithi… “Nithi I can never see you in trouble, I love you so much that I can never see you worry for me, I don want to put U in pain for a life time… U have done everything for me, U have been everything for me; I have even killed you asking you to divorce me and marry someone when I knew my condition. I am sorry my dear for those words. I know you can never do it, but I could not help saying it you. It’s all because… I love you! I can also not imagine myself in bed for my lifetime. I am selfish my dear… I am leaving U… I am leaving this painful world. I am sorry…U know something Nithi, I am really happy to leave this world on your special day – your birthday, no other day would be apt my dear… I leave behind my love expressed in the form of words in pages for U, only this much I was able to do for you my dear. Never bring up our son like me, let him not be selfish like me… the time when you are reading this, I would not be with you forever. Take care my dear… I will always be near you admiring the way you speak with me as I always do… forgive me my dear…” with tears he made a full stop to everything. He folded the letter and kept it in Nithis bag along with the card.&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As nithi left the house for her office he left the world, leaving nithi alone!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5772781664875489910?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5772781664875489910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5772781664875489910' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5772781664875489910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5772781664875489910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-happened-it-happens.html' title='It happened... It happens !!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5512690870259939383</id><published>2007-02-19T11:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:24:30.283+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Blessed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel blessed for…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- having been brought up in a Home rather than a &lt;a href="http://www.ndtv.com/morenews/showmorestory.asp?category=National&amp;id=101079"&gt;mobile crèche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Having been born in a family who have given me the best possible&lt;br /&gt;- Having at least a single person to whom I can tell anything at anytime&lt;br /&gt;- Being independent to a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;- Not being either physically or mentally handicapped&lt;br /&gt;- Having few people around me who understand the meaning of relationship&lt;br /&gt;- Being in a position where I can help someone&lt;br /&gt;- Being in a war-free place&lt;br /&gt;- Not being a victim for any sort of dirt &lt;a href="http://www.ndtv.com/topstories/showtopstory.asp?category=National&amp;amp;id=21450"&gt;activities&lt;/a&gt; taking place around&lt;br /&gt;- Having the freedom to express that I am blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes I am blessed :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;I wish and pray&lt;/strong&gt; that each child being born have their basic needs at least being satisfied and hope that they don’t become a part of any type of &lt;a href="http://www.ndtv.com/morenews/showmorestory.asp?category=National&amp;amp;id=101079"&gt;harassment&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5512690870259939383?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5512690870259939383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5512690870259939383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5512690870259939383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5512690870259939383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-blessed.html' title='I am Blessed...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4017861536259830829</id><published>2007-02-16T15:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:16:36.450+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aathula ellarum nanna erukaangala!!!</title><content type='html'>It’s a real fun to hear to d mami’s [ I mean the Brahmin aathu married working female in office ] wen they talk in places meant for refreshment…&lt;br /&gt;Few are here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“en aathukarar oru velaum seiya mattaru… bedsheet kuda olinga aduthu pottukamattaru…”&lt;/em&gt; – acho unga aathukarar mattum illa, ellarumah somberi thaanga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“work pannindu ethana velai um apdi seya mudium..”&lt;/em&gt; – plz resign n sit back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Friday la kuda neenga thala kulichutu varaelaa… me oly Sundays… thalaiya nanna thovatta time erukavae mattendhu weekadays kulicha…”&lt;/em&gt; – atleast Sunday kulikureengalae, edhuku oru discussion ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“US ku poracha, namma vangura hair oil kuda semma costly… inga 50 rubhai na anga 2.5 dollars…edhu kuda parava illa.. nambha seira arisu muruku poi 1.5 dollars -  na en aathukarar kitta sollitaen epdi anavishya selavi la panna vendam nu – rendu packet muruku vanga ponaru… na onnu podhum nu sollitaenga..”&lt;/em&gt; – adengappa muruku la yah epdi oru family management ah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for a second there mouth wont shut... ore tamasha erukum… But amirdham adhigamanaal visham thaan…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4017861536259830829?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4017861536259830829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4017861536259830829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4017861536259830829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4017861536259830829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/aathula-ellarum-nanna-erukaangala.html' title='Aathula ellarum nanna erukaangala!!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7391830106006473052</id><published>2007-02-13T17:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T00:20:37.422+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bother?</title><content type='html'>I changed my hairstyle a little differently and all the people who saw me gave me an expression as if something was terribly wrong with me…&lt;br /&gt;“hey wats dis…”, “en epdi mathitah..?”, “U look too different !”, “enna aachi…yarukaaga endha matram?”,"ennala unna epdi pakka mudiyala"… epdi so many Q.&lt;br /&gt;Do I don’t have the rite to change my own hair style…afterall its me n my change..&lt;br /&gt;I don mind abt my change but people around, don want me to change... ada enna concept edhu!!!&lt;br /&gt;Change is d oly thing tht never change ;) so… y give such look and comment.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I don bother abt dese... naan epdi thaan varaporen hereafter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7391830106006473052?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7391830106006473052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7391830106006473052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7391830106006473052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7391830106006473052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-bother.html' title='Why Bother?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5160455607536199034</id><published>2007-02-11T11:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:08:33.897+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bemused...</title><content type='html'>I know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am not wat i am now-a-days&lt;br /&gt;- U are filled in every actions of mine&lt;br /&gt;- I am comfortable in discussing with you even d most stupid mistakes of mine&lt;br /&gt;- U have been the first to hear everything abt me&lt;br /&gt;- U have changed me a lot&lt;br /&gt;- I have become crazy abt U&lt;br /&gt;- I have been true to you more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;- I have been myself with you&lt;br /&gt;- I am in pain&lt;br /&gt;- I am not ready to even tel anyone abt dis&lt;br /&gt;- I am trying hard to stay away frm U&lt;br /&gt;- I am staying alone even when everyone are around me&lt;br /&gt;- U are not aware of wats happening within me&lt;br /&gt;- U can b a best pal to hear al my crap&lt;br /&gt;- U trust me more than anyone n dis trust makes me to be silent&lt;br /&gt;- I am in fear.... Fear tht increases day by day n d day to lose U is not so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to name the 4 letter word for all dese...?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don hav any answers and I am still not sure...&lt;br /&gt;I am just a coward and I dont want to let it open to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus Mrithuen Jai wrote in his diary for the first time in his life, al his thoughts about her - Nithi... He xpressed himself a thousand times thro his dream, a hundred time thro silence wen he spoke with her and few times wen her eye met his....&lt;br /&gt;But she never understood, she remained calm, she remained steady, she was in her own thoughts, thinking abt her own life in a very kidish way, she still remained d same as he has seen her from his childhoood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mrithuen continued in his diary again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wld be waiting for you, for you to understand my pain but if u never recognize dis change in me... I am sorry, I ll never let it xplicitly to U...&lt;br /&gt;Will move away as a gentle breeze as soon as possible frm ur life, leaving behind my gentle touch !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : My first attempt for somethin new - valentines spl ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5160455607536199034?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5160455607536199034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5160455607536199034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5160455607536199034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5160455607536199034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-bemused.html' title='I am bemused...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1194647307232971538</id><published>2007-02-08T23:27:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:25:13.131+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love - O - Phobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Symptoms n after effects of dis Phobia :&lt;/span&gt; [NO NO Not by personal lv experience :( Ellam suttru suzhal in maayam]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; People start blabbering easily&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Easy to find tht there is no truth in their statement [ poi sonnalum porundha sollanum]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; asattu siripu for nothing&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Criminal brain starts working al of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Total vazhiyals wen talkin abt him/her&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Alwayz talk abt d cutest [ for him/her] thing done by der guy/gal&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Roaming everywhere with d mobile n finally ll sleep holding d mob inside their hand&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Alwayz on d phone [ adhu um OC oppice ph la ooru ku kekakudadhu endra nalla ennathula, kathi paesa vendiyadhu ]. Enaku kaadhu valikudhuga neenga ph paesuradha paatha :(&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; same oppice pair na, can b found for coffee together, lunch together, ice cream together, walking together, n finally leave oppice together. [ ennoru koduami chat thro available intranet al d time]&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Guy carries galz lunch bag durin lunch n finally her hand bag wen dey leave&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Can b found on irregular timing for all breaks n lunch - ellam oru safety thaan yaarum pakka kudadhunu [ na num pakkala ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endha ulagam yanaku rombha sollikudukudhu.... ennala mudiyala endha gujals la paaka.&lt;br /&gt;B careful people... any of dese abv is found with any1, plz stay away else u ll b in serious trouble :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1194647307232971538?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1194647307232971538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1194647307232971538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1194647307232971538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1194647307232971538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-o-phobia.html' title='Love - O - Phobia'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6832337304202528757</id><published>2007-02-08T22:47:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:04:42.841+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Art of Complaining...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RctcrIz2NlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aYC76p5DrKg/s1600-h/complain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RctcrIz2NlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aYC76p5DrKg/s200/complain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029215305058367058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started wen i was in school, telling my amma tht somebody stole my rubber n pencil, ate my lunch n snacks, teachers scold for givin correct answer for a wrong Q ;) , high school teachers  warning for scoring pretty indecent marks especially in social studies [ i lv d subject but hate to d core to write answers for d same ], quarrel with friends, complaining abt d world, d people, d behaviour.......... wat not!!! and now its my career :(&lt;br /&gt;Wen ever i start working,  d requirement changes , project changes, manager falls sick, manager finally resigns, team changes, n finally project changes  !!! By d time i start doin somethin... I myself ll change d concern i think :( enna kodumai edhu kadavulae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know wen am i goin to thrash dis bloody complaining virus... Let me wish tht dis is d last complaint... n now y did i foolishly write everythin here ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6832337304202528757?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6832337304202528757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6832337304202528757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6832337304202528757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6832337304202528757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/art-of-complaining.html' title='Art of Complaining...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RctcrIz2NlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aYC76p5DrKg/s72-c/complain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7971589357141175582</id><published>2007-02-03T21:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T23:07:31.171+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutties -  Cuties</title><content type='html'>Girls [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially below 15&lt;/span&gt; ] are always cute or wat !!!&lt;br /&gt;I Have started sightadichifying some galz in office now a days [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If not 4 guyz atleast I am capable enough to c a gal;) - Sharan ne engayo poita d chellam ;) &lt;/span&gt;].  Dis is atleast ok , today abnormally was totally starring the cute little way some 8 yr old gal was doin in the wash room in British Council library [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lib is in no way to do a research. First reason is , I have free membership card frm oppice n den other reason is to chumma spend some time in d kids section n finally comeout with a novel :) - happah seriously al must hav a look @ d books in dis kids section - chanceless !!! Happen to c a very small baby, he was not tht comfortable in walkin itself but somehow managed n picked a book n started speakin in his own way with  his mother - d cutest guy i have ever seen :D&lt;/span&gt; ]- she was cute n was wearing jeans n tshirt [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Teenage gal with a jean wld not hav been much prettier or cute lik her or wld hav not caught my attention lik dis &lt;/span&gt;] n also had a very small bag. She came near the mirror, took her comb n corrected her hair stye [ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;endha vayasala epdi na - teenage la unna pudikamudiyadhu d ma pattu :) &lt;/span&gt;] n also adjusted her pendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm vara vara me sightadichifyin too much !!! Rombha it has increased now a days - shd control myself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcTArTTuk9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1JrdfurlVbM/s1600-h/p21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcTArTTuk9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1JrdfurlVbM/s200/p21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027354934202242002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don lik dis Love @ first sight concept itself, used to make fun of such kinda movie or talks - But now!!! I think if guyz don fall @ first sight cin dese cuttie galz , den its somethin fundamentally wrong with d guy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n my concepts changing day by day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 songs tht made me feel relaxed for d moment - heard al dese fav songs after a long time !!!&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; O kumari frm ANNIYAN&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; parthaen parthaen suda suda rasithaen rasithaen,&lt;br /&gt;eru vizhi thavanai muraiyil ennai kolludhey&lt;br /&gt;frm PARTHAEN RASITHAEN&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; velli malarae frm JODI [ instrumental ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7971589357141175582?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7971589357141175582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7971589357141175582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7971589357141175582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7971589357141175582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/cutties-cuties.html' title='Cutties -  Cuties'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcTArTTuk9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1JrdfurlVbM/s72-c/p21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4524896867409583323</id><published>2007-02-01T11:59:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:55:21.432+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for my Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcGCZH_O-NI/AAAAAAAAAF0/J8iToU_21_E/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026442027274795218" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcGCZH_O-NI/AAAAAAAAAF0/J8iToU_21_E/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no pleasure in having nothing to do;&lt;br /&gt;The fun is in having lots to do and not doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4524896867409583323?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4524896867409583323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4524896867409583323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4524896867409583323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4524896867409583323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/02/thought-for-my-day.html' title='Thought for my Day'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RcGCZH_O-NI/AAAAAAAAAF0/J8iToU_21_E/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-9020778798609705489</id><published>2007-01-21T22:18:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:29:54.925+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Paerai Sonnalae...</title><content type='html'>Heard this song for must be the thousand-nth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt;        Un Paerai Sonnalae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singer:&lt;/strong&gt; Unni krishnan, Sadhana Sargam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Film&lt;/span&gt;: Dum Dum Dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un paerai sonnalae uLnaakil thithikkumae&lt;br /&gt;      pogaathae pogaathae&lt;br /&gt;      unnodu sendraalae&lt;br /&gt;      vazhiyellaam poopookumae&lt;br /&gt;      varaayoe varaayoe &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ondraa irandaa oru koadi nyaabagam&lt;br /&gt;      uyir thinna paarkuthae kannae&lt;br /&gt;      thundai thundai bhoomiyil vizhunthaen&lt;br /&gt;      enga nee yen kannae?&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chitaara chitaara chithaa chitaara chitaara chithaa&lt;br /&gt;      chitaara chitaara chithaa chitaara chitaara chithaa&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mei yezhuthum maRandhaen&lt;br /&gt;      uyir ezhuthum maRandhaen&lt;br /&gt;      oomaiyai naanum aaginaen&lt;br /&gt;      kaiyasudum endraalum&lt;br /&gt;      theeyai thodum pillaipole&lt;br /&gt;      unnaiyae meendum ninaikkiraen (2)&lt;br /&gt;      ohoho oh ohoho...&lt;br /&gt;      aadinaen adiyaai maelam pole manadhaal&lt;br /&gt;      uyir vaero? udal vaero?&lt;br /&gt;      vidhiyaa? vidaiyaa? chedi mael idiyaa?&lt;br /&gt;      sellaathae sellaathae &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(un pearai sonnalae...)&lt;br /&gt;      ondraa irandaa oru koadi nyaabagam&lt;br /&gt;      uyir thinna paarkuthae kannae&lt;br /&gt;      thundai thundai bhoomiyil vizhunthaen&lt;br /&gt;      enga nee yen kannae?&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninaivillai enbaayaa? nijamillai enbaayaa?&lt;br /&gt;      nee yenna solvaai anbae?&lt;br /&gt;      uyir thozhan enbaayaa?&lt;br /&gt;      vazhipokan enbaayaa?&lt;br /&gt;      vidai yenna solvaai anbae? &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohoho oh ohoho...&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uyir tholan enbaayaa? valipokan enbaayaa?&lt;br /&gt;      vidai yenna solvaai anbae?&lt;br /&gt;      saanjaadum sooriyanae&lt;br /&gt;      chandhranai azhavaithaay&lt;br /&gt;      sogam yaen solvaayaa?&lt;br /&gt;      senthaalam poovukkul&lt;br /&gt;      kuyilondrai azhavaithaal&lt;br /&gt;      yennaagum solvaayaa?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-9020778798609705489?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/9020778798609705489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=9020778798609705489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9020778798609705489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9020778798609705489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/un-paerai-sonnalae.html' title='Un Paerai Sonnalae...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2748600694610823850</id><published>2007-01-21T14:04:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:35:35.109+06:00</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RbMlJ0nbtKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Vq0_MA2YRUM/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RbMlJ0nbtKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Vq0_MA2YRUM/s200/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022398860121322658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My forutune for today frm orkut was..."Your present plans are going to succeed" :)&lt;br /&gt;yah yes i was planning for something and I am happy to c such msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N no no plan enna nu solla mattaen... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2748600694610823850?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2748600694610823850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2748600694610823850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2748600694610823850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2748600694610823850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=':-)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RbMlJ0nbtKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Vq0_MA2YRUM/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1411232697069373073</id><published>2007-01-17T14:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:42:18.977+06:00</updated><title type='text'>GURU-Nath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/Rboukn_O-KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ge4Q3ZCG7dE/s1600-h/normal_guruwall009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/Rboukn_O-KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ge4Q3ZCG7dE/s200/normal_guruwall009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024379541029583010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Guru on d pongal eve :)&lt;br /&gt;wow it was great... As usual with manis style. Mani is jus amazing, feels about each n every stage of life and gives a natural touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GURU is a story about a person in the 1980s[good costume design n al other work to support the 1980s effect] wishing to start business, d hurdles he face, how he tackles people with money/words/action, wat reward he gets frm d government and  al these blended with aishus lv after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs - ARs Magic again with Raji Menons cinematography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/Rbou0n_O-LI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3qd6RR7Kfcs/s1600-h/normal_guru026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/Rbou0n_O-LI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3qd6RR7Kfcs/s200/normal_guru026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024379815907489970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishus intro song is really a good feast for eyes and gives a chill effect... The song starts of with Adirampalli falls in kerala and den moves to pollachi n thirunalvelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RbovGn_O-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2gbR-SYMeEA/s1600-h/normal_guru027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RbovGn_O-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/2gbR-SYMeEA/s200/normal_guru027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024380125145135298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This song was shot in &lt;b&gt;Thirumala Naiker Mahal&lt;/b&gt; in Madurai... well, will anybody recognise it ? When I visited the same Mahal last year, I felt bad that the government has not even preserved such a great treasure. It was full of dust and the work made on d wood were getting bad.Rajivs eye fell on it and he has done a great work in showing this place with atmost beauty as it is already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All other songs also had its own beauty n charm too.The movie was well picturized with available resources in our Nation itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhavan dint have much work to do as it was in Rang De Basanti.&lt;br /&gt;Altogether a movie worth watching ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1411232697069373073?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1411232697069373073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1411232697069373073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1411232697069373073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1411232697069373073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/guru-nath.html' title='GURU-Nath'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/Rboukn_O-KI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ge4Q3ZCG7dE/s72-c/normal_guruwall009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1286186148146417968</id><published>2007-01-15T16:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:26:41.184+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pongal O Pongal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RatWyUnbtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZZy51c-64J8/s1600-h/Pongal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RatWyUnbtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZZy51c-64J8/s200/Pongal1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020201632162100290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1286186148146417968?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1286186148146417968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1286186148146417968' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1286186148146417968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1286186148146417968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/pongal-o-pongal.html' title='Pongal O Pongal'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RatWyUnbtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZZy51c-64J8/s72-c/Pongal1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2497106361164801132</id><published>2007-01-15T00:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:23:27.357+06:00</updated><title type='text'>A cute little stranger ;)</title><content type='html'>As I usually do i jus booted my system n connected to my net today.Unusually i was hearing something strange...turnin around, I finally found tht it was frm my headset...&lt;br /&gt;A song tht a little gal was singing. I dont exactly know how it was playin or rather hw it came into my system.None of my players in my system were playing.. Shd it be named as d cross talk thro broadband connection or some cute little angels [strangers] visit... I really donno !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D same song was repeatedly playing, the lyrics n d tune was too good n I was  impressed, tht i started noting down d lyrics and finally recorded it successfully thro friends help :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaqCvknbtBI/AAAAAAAAADM/ING6WoYQWY0/s1600-h/cute.baby.jpg.w300h432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaqCvknbtBI/AAAAAAAAADM/ING6WoYQWY0/s200/cute.baby.jpg.w300h432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019968488452371474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;U are my honey punch... shoiko plump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;plumpy yumpy yumpkin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;U are my sweety pie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;U are my cuppy cake... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;come dwap smikam smikams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;[not able to decipher dis line]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And I lv U so.. and i want U to know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tht lv is been rite here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and I love to sing the song for U bcaz U are --- sooooo dear !!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE :&lt;br /&gt;I ll try to upload d song soon&lt;br /&gt;If anybody thinks its an album, plz let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2497106361164801132?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2497106361164801132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2497106361164801132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2497106361164801132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2497106361164801132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/cute-little-stranger.html' title='A cute little stranger ;)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaqCvknbtBI/AAAAAAAAADM/ING6WoYQWY0/s72-c/cute.baby.jpg.w300h432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1385541679286533363</id><published>2007-01-14T00:52:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:03:48.519+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack N Jill</title><content type='html'>Men too are becoming more beauty consious or wat ???&lt;br /&gt;I was crossing thro a mens beauty parlour and was really suprised to see some good number of guys waitin ousite d parlour for their turn to bcome more beautiful ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm kaalam maari pochu...&lt;br /&gt;Beauty parlours , Fairness Creams , Perfumes are no longer galz terms alone ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of d post is in no way meant for confusion. Its related since it was d name of mens beauty parlour :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1385541679286533363?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1385541679286533363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1385541679286533363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1385541679286533363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1385541679286533363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/jack-n-jill.html' title='Jack N Jill'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4864857545875069111</id><published>2007-01-13T23:49:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T01:06:11.914+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>Some Cards do express pricisely about our thought and I am also fond of cards...&lt;br /&gt;There is a girl who is in love [ i think i am 100% rite ] in my cab... I have seen her in al possible expressions while she speaks with her guy over phone... she ll b laughin,gigglin,blushing and some days full of tears and tryin to control dem but she never succeeds in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines below ll depict d state of such a gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RakpU0nbs_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AWYKpqnhfKA/s1600-h/love-wallpaper8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RakpU0nbs_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AWYKpqnhfKA/s320/love-wallpaper8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019588697379288050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made me cry from time to time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made me feel the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You made me feel incomplete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i just kept it bottled up inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pretend to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But deep inside I'm crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who knows how love can make you do crazy things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=277573"&gt;Tian Tian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4864857545875069111?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4864857545875069111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4864857545875069111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4864857545875069111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4864857545875069111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RakpU0nbs_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AWYKpqnhfKA/s72-c/love-wallpaper8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-9091960331802835401</id><published>2007-01-11T17:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:38:14.608+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Protest 4 Protection</title><content type='html'>Gals are improving, they excel in this and that, they are found in all fields, they come first, they even work, they even drive motor cycle/bus/auto... what ever gals do is seen as if its a discovery happened. I do understand the reason behind all these is because they were just inside home within the 4 walls as just a home maker in the past. And people start appreciating when they come out – fine, good accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving a closer look, I still feel in some places gals are maintained as “pokisham” (treasure) in home. In the name of protection, independence is not obtained as how guys enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very simple example, &lt;br /&gt;I told my dad that I need to go to X place to meet friends. He asks me all these questions even now; when I am grown up to an extent to manage things myself… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which place?&lt;br /&gt;Who all are coming?&lt;br /&gt;Shall I drop you? [I say NO and he says…] &lt;br /&gt;Its better that I drop, you might not be aware of the routes properly?&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be coming at this time in that route so better start @ y time….&lt;br /&gt;Give me a call after you reach…&lt;br /&gt;Give me a call when you start…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happah… how many questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my brother asks the same… &lt;br /&gt;He says… “Come soon before it darks!!!” [Literally stomach burns here for me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another difference is… I ask for permission but my brother gives only information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s all this… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to learn certain things and yes I understand the care poured.&lt;br /&gt;But still please &lt;strong&gt;Let us free&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-9091960331802835401?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/9091960331802835401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=9091960331802835401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9091960331802835401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/9091960331802835401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/protest-4-protection.html' title='Protest 4 Protection'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4619839723192321430</id><published>2007-01-11T12:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T14:49:01.133+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opposites Attract</title><content type='html'>Heaven Is wat I felt yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Hell Is wat I feel today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true Is that opposites attract,&lt;br /&gt;Should Heaven call on Hell so soon ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaXmS0nbs8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kDhKpHAETyE/s1600-h/people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaXmS0nbs8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kDhKpHAETyE/s320/people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018670570810356674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over nite everything changes upside down,&lt;br /&gt;Its known that things cant be changed,&lt;br /&gt;Its known that lost is determined,&lt;br /&gt;But Heart still keeps expecting !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4619839723192321430?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4619839723192321430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4619839723192321430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4619839723192321430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4619839723192321430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/opposites-attract.html' title='Opposites Attract'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RaXmS0nbs8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kDhKpHAETyE/s72-c/people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-8646967797215370432</id><published>2007-01-10T17:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T17:38:27.589+06:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone</title><content type='html'>Apple has introduced &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!!! Simply cooool...&lt;br /&gt;A great design that suits my way, exactly the way i wanted a device..&lt;br /&gt;IPOD + PHONE + 2 MegaPixel CAMERA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw nice it wld b if someone gifts me with an iPhone :D &lt;br /&gt;[too much of aasai - i know, i know ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let me wait n c d strike in d market ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-8646967797215370432?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/8646967797215370432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=8646967797215370432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8646967797215370432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8646967797215370432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/iphone.html' title='iPhone'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1553286003187356544</id><published>2007-01-08T00:55:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:17:00.758+06:00</updated><title type='text'>kannum kannum kollai adithaal... enna artham ?</title><content type='html'>Got reminded of dis song wen I saw a pair[kalyanam aagala-note pannuga] walkin so slowly tht even a tortoise cld win d game... wat Einstein said was absolutely true[manusha anubhavechu solli erukan] !!! &lt;br /&gt;Fine straight to d matter...hmmm wat did I witness actually...A loving pair[so called], "aval evanai nokinaal, evano avalai nokkinan!!!" aaha enna katchi... Dis scene was suppose to b a romantic one for dem n obviously not for me ;) hw cld a person[me] feel watchin such a pair walkin seein each other eye-eye tht too on a road forgettin tht few paavapatta[me n few other] people r walkin behind dem n also d busy road ?... I cld not even overtake dem n walk,bcaz no other gap to go... :( Felt lik tellin d dialogue tht Surya told in Mounam paesiyadhae movie [vetla pannavendiyadha ellam road la panna - appa vetla enna pannuveenga ??? - huh anyway dis pair cant hav it in dere home - no kalyana license ;)]&lt;br /&gt;Some how i managed to tel "excuse me" by disturbin dere romance [oru chinna sandhosham NANDHI maari ulla pundhadhu la ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;How stupid it is to walk in such a fashion on d road... bloody idiots ! Ratham kodhikudhu yanaku...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm dis dint come to an end here... had to travel by ECR bus at a late time from my oppice[d biggest kodumai time 4 me], most of d two seaters were occupied by couples[again i don think married makkal], one lyin down in d lap n d other doin some bloody crap n some playin with d other... cha cha wat people r dey, lv panna kanda kandravi la public ah pannanuma? chumma amaidhiyah okaramudiyadha enna ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate al dese... I hate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst dese kodumais, I happen to witness something cute also n tht is...&lt;br /&gt;Saw my cousin who had got married n has a small kid, was impressed by his ringtone in mob... hw sweet of him, he had stored his daughters voice while she has sung d "loose pennae" song frm vallavan n other school rhymes [jus a kid in UKG] :D&lt;br /&gt;Cho sweeeeeeeeeeet :)&lt;br /&gt;I Loved It...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1553286003187356544?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1553286003187356544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1553286003187356544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1553286003187356544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1553286003187356544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/kannum-kannum-kollai-adithaal-enna.html' title='kannum kannum kollai adithaal... enna artham ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2132923974234423047</id><published>2007-01-04T10:03:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T10:19:46.755+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Y dis happens ????</title><content type='html'>I go and ask - People say NO&lt;br /&gt;I remain silent - People come and say YES !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the use If we dont get wat we want/wat we expected at the rite moment... Afterall its of no use having got it later !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enna ennam... enna makkal... enna ulagam...!!! (Violin vaasikeraen)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2132923974234423047?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2132923974234423047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2132923974234423047' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2132923974234423047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2132923974234423047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2007/01/y-dis-happens.html' title='Y dis happens ????'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7297457413159480812</id><published>2006-12-29T18:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T18:52:49.800+06:00</updated><title type='text'>(: Happy New Year - 2007 :)</title><content type='html'>Its the last working day for dis yr... An wonderful yr gonna come to an end where I hav been both a &lt;strong&gt;College Student&lt;/strong&gt; and an &lt;strong&gt;Application Developer. &lt;/strong&gt;wow!!! I feel great :)&lt;br /&gt;Makkalae b gd n sweet like me and yes take some gd resolutions and mine wld b not to take any1 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZULdzi2eWI/AAAAAAAAACE/LMzCyqLgF7k/s1600-h/newyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013926366827411810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZULdzi2eWI/AAAAAAAAACE/LMzCyqLgF7k/s320/newyear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7297457413159480812?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7297457413159480812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7297457413159480812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7297457413159480812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7297457413159480812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='(: Happy New Year - 2007 :)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZULdzi2eWI/AAAAAAAAACE/LMzCyqLgF7k/s72-c/newyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5229071448814014895</id><published>2006-12-28T21:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:28:28.655+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best sodhapal ;)</title><content type='html'>My dad completed his 50yrs today... with an idea tht i should present him with a good shirt(i hav not done dis b4), I found his shirt size from the previous one.. it was "XL"... so i said the same in the shop... dey showed me shirts of size 42. Dad wanted to get a pure white shirt with a good look for long, so i and my sister were searching for one such and yah landed up with the best one :)&lt;br /&gt;Finally when i presented to him.. it was Quite big n he told me tht he uses size 40 !!!!! [rombha periyah sodhapals] and he wld change it tomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seri edhu thaan pona pogudhu...the next step planned wld b gd nu i thought... it was to make my dad cut cake, since he had not cut one b4... when i opened the cake box :( .... the cream was totally swipped off by the top cover. The entire lot of cream was on the cover :( :( I myself managed to take the cream n applied it in some fashion on the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edhukum mela can anybody make a sodhapal and get bulb.... hmmm mudiya vae mudiyadhu but there was no sodhapals for d fun ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5229071448814014895?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5229071448814014895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5229071448814014895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5229071448814014895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5229071448814014895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-sodhapal.html' title='Best sodhapal ;)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-803383871131483411</id><published>2006-12-26T15:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:42:40.302+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me - My system</title><content type='html'>Oru 6 days(3 working + 3 non-working) oppice ku varalanu, en system la erukara softwares n applns ku en mel rombha kovam… he he he… apdi oru paasa pinaipu!!! wat to do ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very first thing after logging into my system today,I chked my mailbox :) [team la enna happened nu namaku theriyanum la]… hw many mails were there..? officially oru 30mail + unofficially oru 50mail... wat did I chk first, Unofficial ones :D den pona pogattum nu official mails… I read few instructions given by my teammate to me… do X job and keep Y job in pending for now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To complete all dis mail chkin itself time struck to b 11... its time for break. After break wen I wanted to do some work… my sys dint open any SW except mailbox… how sweeet is my system !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving a complaint… n for my sys to recover, it was abt 1pm… time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast now I should be doin the task X… but dis human quality is one which is more interested to do wat is suppose to be not done…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he he…&lt;br /&gt;yes I completed the task Y… [Anyway time is there to do task X]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-803383871131483411?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/803383871131483411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=803383871131483411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/803383871131483411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/803383871131483411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-my-system.html' title='Me - My system'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-3646789242889480292</id><published>2006-12-25T22:54:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:51:12.826+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its too hot !</title><content type='html'>Saw Veyil movie... It was too hot even inside d AC theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Movie was altogether lik.."hmmm ok.gd", but too much senti in between. Aluga aluga yah varum, need 2 kerchief to manage!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasupathi n Bharath are dere in dis movie... pasupathi has done a good job.A movie where importance is given to a character which has terribly failed in all phases of life.Hope he gets an award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About songs, d veyil song n urugudhae-marugudhae was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZAG9zi2eVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s6fgcwXjMDQ/s1600-h/love-wallpaper31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZAG9zi2eVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s6fgcwXjMDQ/s320/love-wallpaper31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012514044141533522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a look at d site &lt;a href="http://www.lovinghugs.com/"&gt;lovinghugs&lt;/a&gt;... I found d abv as gd n decent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-3646789242889480292?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/3646789242889480292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=3646789242889480292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3646789242889480292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3646789242889480292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-too-hot.html' title='Its too hot !'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RZAG9zi2eVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s6fgcwXjMDQ/s72-c/love-wallpaper31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4818868476792421043</id><published>2006-12-24T23:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:16:31.608+06:00</updated><title type='text'>kerai--------------g</title><content type='html'>I am gonna talk abt a guy ;)&lt;br /&gt;I hav seen many VJs but he is somethin different. Never shows a shrunk in his face, talks with everyone with real life. ore fan agitaen nan ;) oh no fan illa AC[nambha range ah thani la] ;)&lt;br /&gt;I never watch dese bloody serials, n tht Sun music kodumai - total vazhiyals for jus nothin, n yah sometimes as a means to hav fun ll see d text in sun music on weekends... "i lv u mom/parents/sun music/X/Y"... ada lv panna anga poi sollinga pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amidst of al dese nonsense i really like dis fellows show...&lt;br /&gt;he explained hw to pronounce his name to a caller in thamizh... it was like..&lt;br /&gt;"ungaluku kerai theriyum laga... kerai ah sollitu 'g' add pannuga... kearai----g.. craig agidum"... wow gd craig !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n one more conversation was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caller: sir...&lt;br /&gt;craig: don cal me SIR macha. unga vayasu enna ?&lt;br /&gt;caller: 23 sir&lt;br /&gt;craig: apa ne enna anna nu kupdalam... but cal me macha da !!!&lt;br /&gt;caller: illa illa na anna nu kupudraen&lt;br /&gt;craig: thangachi mela avlo pasama !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He... he...he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY68qji2eUI/AAAAAAAAABs/6UolSZrAJ8M/s1600-h/craig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY68qji2eUI/AAAAAAAAABs/6UolSZrAJ8M/s400/craig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012150874591885634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see him with mesai... A guy looks bold n matured with a mesai..&lt;br /&gt;so i put mesai to him :) Chumma oru chinna aasai makkalae!!! mathapadi veru onnum illa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he he... He looks gd with mesai too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: My best friend took great pains in suggesting a template for me...hmm yah gd one too.. en friend la :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4818868476792421043?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4818868476792421043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4818868476792421043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4818868476792421043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4818868476792421043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/kerai-g.html' title='kerai--------------g'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY68qji2eUI/AAAAAAAAABs/6UolSZrAJ8M/s72-c/craig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7327042722210559773</id><published>2006-12-23T22:20:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:07:39.918+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1fpTi2eTI/AAAAAAAAABg/-esQ8XlrtL4/s1600-h/Wish-on-a-Star-Print-C10057176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1fpTi2eTI/AAAAAAAAABg/-esQ8XlrtL4/s200/Wish-on-a-Star-Print-C10057176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011767123558955314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;  go for a lonely walk on a long streched road tht never ends with trees on both sides...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; hav ice cream @12 o clk in d nite.. tht too in d beach..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; whistle for a fav scene of my fav hero...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; listen to d waves of d ocean, with no known people around...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; be jus everything for someone...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; do a great samayal and to serve al in family with my hands, n watch dem eatin...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; walk in d rain as if no one is watching...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; sit on a rock surrounded by water n listen to my fav songs...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; go to my fav temple with no one around and for my God to spend his 10min for me...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; see d world in a day by using Murugars peacock ;) ...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; hear to one talkin non-stop and me jus a silent listener...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; touch d fingers of d new born baby n to kiss d feet...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; watch a night show movie with my friendz...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; go for a live concert of either AR or Ilai or SPB or yesudas or all, occupying the front row seat...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; see a flower bloom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish al dese happens very soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7327042722210559773?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7327042722210559773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7327042722210559773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7327042722210559773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7327042722210559773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-wish.html' title='I Wish...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1fpTi2eTI/AAAAAAAAABg/-esQ8XlrtL4/s72-c/Wish-on-a-Star-Print-C10057176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-8375774657657325186</id><published>2006-12-23T21:38:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T22:02:34.336+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have U or I, gone far away !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1S7Di2eSI/AAAAAAAAABU/ExyV3ULqTG8/s1600-h/cover400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1S7Di2eSI/AAAAAAAAABU/ExyV3ULqTG8/s200/cover400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011753134850472226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hav changed or is it tht all change... Jus a change tht happens so naturally.&lt;br /&gt;Many coll mates used to b lik so talkative, v had loads of things to talk... talk abt nothin, absolutely nothin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now wen I find dem online I jus say "hi","hw r u","hw is ur job","tc"....!! jus nothin more.I really don find anythin more to question dem,I don find a topic to talk  jus not even a single more question, it jus bcomes a very formal one.I really wish to talk somethin more, lik dose days talkin abt nothin... but hmmm I donno hw I should.People seem to hav gone far away !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ??? I really donno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-8375774657657325186?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/8375774657657325186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=8375774657657325186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8375774657657325186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8375774657657325186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/have-u-or-i-gone-far-away.html' title='Have U or I, gone far away !!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RY1S7Di2eSI/AAAAAAAAABU/ExyV3ULqTG8/s72-c/cover400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5510783548537167723</id><published>2006-12-19T17:48:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:50:08.990+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoongu ma chellam thoongu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RYfRwji2eQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G1TmTWh8e88/s1600-h/wannasleep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/thoongu-ma-chellam-thoongu.html' title='Thoongu ma chellam thoongu'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RYfRwji2eQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G1TmTWh8e88/s72-c/wannasleep.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7221367590561989370</id><published>2006-12-19T13:21:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:27:54.854+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to normal !</title><content type='html'>I think d time I changed my template was not good...&lt;br /&gt;en manasuku apdi oru ennam.&lt;br /&gt;like d template color everythin bcame dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received 2 bad fews frm d moment I changed my template...&lt;br /&gt;1. my best friend in school lost her job in infosys&lt;br /&gt;2. my batchmates father passed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wish to hear anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I am foolish is wat U might think... s i am so n lot of senti too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This template change might not make d 2 bad news to good ones but still...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do n I did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7221367590561989370?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7221367590561989370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7221367590561989370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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movie with super star&lt;br /&gt;in it can hav a scene in tidel nu...&lt;br /&gt;must b he wld hav taken a scene were shreeya drinks coffee in tidel food court or must b she wld hav bought somethin n thalaivar wld hav come chasing d villan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning there were people with those heavy cameras on one side n huge vehicle d other side n nambha kaki chattai d other side , seri nambha thalaivar thaan vandhu erukaru pola nu aavala patha... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one poor director who said start, den nambha heroin[seriously I donno who she is] standind rite infront of d tidel gate, sees left n rite, den a shareauto comes n she gets in[tht too share auto comes in d foot path side]... avlodhan. &lt;br /&gt;dey must takin dis scene d 100th time i think creating a super traffic jam [avangalal mudinjadhu evlodhan],heroins face reaction la correct ah erukanum la...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE :)&lt;br /&gt;I hav changed my template :) nagalum munneranum la ;)&lt;br /&gt;chumma vetti ah erundhen n hence gave a try.&lt;br /&gt;apdi eruku endha blank n white combination...I liked it. ungaluku?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2291735692047078650?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2291735692047078650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2291735692047078650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2291735692047078650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2291735692047078650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/padam-adukurangalam.html' title='Padam adukurangalam....!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-3802709703821178222</id><published>2006-12-14T18:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:26:47.173+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Remembrance</title><content type='html'>Just got reminded of few school days rhymes... Wow!!! great are those days...&lt;br /&gt;Myself n my team-mate spent nearly 45min recollecting those good old days... had really a great time...&lt;br /&gt;Few of dose rhymes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chubby cheeks, dimple chin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rosy lips, teeth within, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curly hair, very fair, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eyes are blue, lovely too, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teacher's pet, is that you?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Yes, Yes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ding dong bell,&lt;br /&gt;pussy in the well;&lt;br /&gt;who put her in?&lt;br /&gt;little tommy thin.&lt;br /&gt;who pulled her out?&lt;br /&gt;little tommy stout.&lt;br /&gt;what a naughty boy was that&lt;br /&gt;To dworn poor pussy cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny, Johnny,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Papa,&lt;br /&gt;Eating sugar?&lt;br /&gt;No, Papa&lt;br /&gt;Telling lies?&lt;br /&gt;No, Papa&lt;br /&gt;Open your mouth&lt;br /&gt;O Ha! Ha! Ha! ( My favourite of all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle, Twinkle, Little star&lt;br /&gt;How I wonder what you are?&lt;br /&gt;Up above the world so high,&lt;br /&gt;Like a diamond in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;For more such rhymes... chk out.. &lt;a href="http://www.indiaparenting.com/rhymes/english/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; The days wen v use to play ringa-ringa roses, hide n seek, thirudan n police,...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Shooting friends with hands as guns in games...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; The days when I feared for the so called existing ghost and asking mom to keep thirunir... :) and sleeping on her lap...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Applying rose powder in the cheeks in d form of a perfect circle for any school dance :D&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Fighting with friends, by saying kai - pazham with dose cute finger symbols ;) and some elder coming and interfering between the fights...&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Getting  "good/v good" for the test / hand-writing... i mostly get for hand-writing alone... padipu la yanaku olinga varadhu ;)&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Preparing food in d motta madi... hmm with those choppu saman ;) , wearing saree... doing all things beyond d age&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Playing with stone(onna-ga,renda-ga...), flying kite,... fighting with friends since d tail of kite got cut... hmm even prepared maanja for d kite once by adding fevicol., glass powder :D... wat not.. al mischiefs&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Crazy abt those see-saw and swing (even nw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n many more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow!!!!!!!!!!! cool days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-3802709703821178222?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/3802709703821178222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=3802709703821178222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3802709703821178222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/3802709703821178222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/sweet-remembrance.html' title='Sweet Remembrance'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2092797186974688648</id><published>2006-12-12T14:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:57:50.658+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Azhudhinaen...</title><content type='html'>I have taken the risk of writing one big para to convey a one line meaning...&lt;br /&gt;Just a try to check whether I ll be able to write like many writers... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sultry dull day with no pleasant things happening arround.I hate to be all alone within the four walls but it so happened to me that I had to face this day in my life.Dinner was pending and thoughts were running whether I should take the risk of preparing myself and having it.Atlast came to a conclusion of havin my dinner in a restaurant, which i would be able to reach in a considerable amount of time.Hence I started towards the restaurant with my favourite 2-wheeler...&lt;br /&gt;Roads were neat, supprisingly no traffic. At a distance I saw a person waiting in the bus stand, the face was well known to me and I tried hard to recollect who it was.But my mind was too occupied with my own worries and dreams that i could not even figure her out nor did I make a try to stop my vehicle near her...&lt;br /&gt;I went on in my way by gazing her face.Atlast after having my dinner and when I was on my way back it striked to me,that she was very old school friend. I was feeling too bad of myself as how I have changed and how my memory has become so poor... In the same bus stop I found her waiting.Now I stopped near her, and spoke for few minutes and also asked about d status of some of my other old friends... waying her a goodbye and all d best, I started to my home with my own dreamz again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how ll i write the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my old friend yesterday and the bitter part is it was hard for me to recognize her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanaku evlo thaan azhuthavarum !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2092797186974688648?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2092797186974688648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2092797186974688648' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2092797186974688648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2092797186974688648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/azhudhinaen.html' title='Azhudhinaen...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2444734534300379614</id><published>2006-12-11T18:15:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:21:47.677+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone to feathers…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RX1NEwHkzPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K-ngn5IOqGA/s1600-h/Love%20Note%20Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007243104737348850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RX1NEwHkzPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K-ngn5IOqGA/s200/Love%2520Note%2520Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do you react when your best friend tells that he/she is in love and has accepted it a month back and felt it so difficult to convey it to U rather than him/her...?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do… tease...No!!! Admired her and the way she was blushing… I used to think her as a perfect rowdy, a brave gal, doesn’t change herself for anyone… but now, I am unable to believe my eyes!!! She is changed, but a welcoming one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm avaluku vekka pada theriyudhu. :)&lt;br /&gt;My Best Wishes to her…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2444734534300379614?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2444734534300379614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2444734534300379614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2444734534300379614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2444734534300379614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/stone-to-feathers.html' title='Stone to feathers…'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RX1NEwHkzPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/K-ngn5IOqGA/s72-c/Love%2520Note%2520Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6897384836585429315</id><published>2006-12-10T20:32:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:05:13.645+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possible to run ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RXwdZAHkzMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pz6vD6EdvQw/s1600-h/tipjar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RXwdZAHkzMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pz6vD6EdvQw/s400/tipjar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006909201094855874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happen to see a gal... hmmm no... lady with a heel... heel???&lt;br /&gt;ohh sorry no... poor lady was walkin with a wooden box tied to her legs... ;)  somethin lik d 1 shown in d right.. 7" for sure.&lt;br /&gt;She found it too difficult to walk n infact it needs a spl training too.. she had to take a very small step... y strain so much...&lt;br /&gt;wat ll happen if dey had an emergency n had to walk fast or run ????&lt;br /&gt;Must b dey ll have a spare inside their bag, tht dey cld change their footwear n run.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I  seriouly feel pity for d poor lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz gals/ladies b careful wen u walk... I really wonder wat ll happen to ur legs wen u slip...&lt;br /&gt;Avoid a fracture... takecare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6897384836585429315?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6897384836585429315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6897384836585429315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6897384836585429315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6897384836585429315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/is-it-possible-to-run.html' title='Is it possible to run ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYAbIxf9L0U/RXwdZAHkzMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pz6vD6EdvQw/s72-c/tipjar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6753946554479692045</id><published>2006-12-08T22:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:26:16.529+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uyirile enadhu uyirile</title><content type='html'>FILM: Vettaiyaadu Vilaiyaadu&lt;br /&gt;SINGERS: Mahalakshmi , Srinivas&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS: Thamarai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;F:   Uyirile enathu uyirile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Oru thuli theeyei utharinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Unarvile enathu unarvile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Anuvina udaindhu sitharinai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M: en ennai maruthu pogirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Kaanal neerodu sergirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Koduthathai sonna idayathai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      Thiruppi nan vanga matteney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Uyirile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M:Aruginil ulla dhoramey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alai kadal theendum vanamey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naesika nenjam rendu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podhadha podhadha nee sollu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nesamum rendam murai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vaaradha koodatha nee sollu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;F:Ethu nadandhida kooduma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eru dhuruvangal seruma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Utcharithu neeyum vilaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thathalithu nanum maruga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enna seivaeno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Uyrile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M:Uyirile enathu uyirile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oru thuli theeyei utharinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;F:Unarvile enathu unarvile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anuvina udaindhu sitharinai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;F:adho ondru ennai thadukkuthey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pen thane nee endru muraikkuthey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En ulle kayangal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aaramal Theramal Ninrene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Visiriyai un kaigal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vandhalum Vangamal Sendrene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M:Vaa vandhu ennai sendhidu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En tholgalil theinthidu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sollavandhaen solli mudithaen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Varum thesai parthu irupaen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natkal ponalum…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[en ennai]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The best highlight of this song is the music of the heart beat through out the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6753946554479692045?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6753946554479692045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6753946554479692045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6753946554479692045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6753946554479692045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/uyirile-enadhu-uyirile.html' title='Uyirile enadhu uyirile'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-5131106151560455870</id><published>2006-12-06T14:18:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:11:13.707+06:00</updated><title type='text'>-&gt; XY &lt;-</title><content type='html'>B.E : Master degree la panni enna pannapora. enna korachal unaku eppo&lt;br /&gt;M~ : To climb up in the ladder dis is needed n its my goal too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.E : Hmmm. oh goal ah... seri andha ladder ah climb panna is B.E not enough&lt;br /&gt;M~ : NO... Kadasiveraikum lottu lottu nu keyboard ah thattitu thaan erukanum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.E : 2 yrs u need to toil for tht, plus an yr of preparation also needed. Y miss al&lt;br /&gt;d gd things in n around for 3 yrs? tht too in an young age !!&lt;br /&gt;M~ : To get somethin U need to miss somethin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.E : vandhoma 2-3 line code ah azhudhinoma...timeku vettuku ponoma.weekend la fmly illa friends oda ooru suthinoma nu erukama.Chumma padichutu...!!!&lt;br /&gt;M~ : So u want to b in d same status&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.E : avan sonnan.Experience + domain + tech certi nu naraya erukae... If not all,atleast 1 r 2 I can write n be unique frm others. Senior den TL den PL nu slow va let me grow with enjoying my life every moment.&lt;br /&gt;M~ : Slow lik a tortoise !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.E is d mindset satisfied with a bachelors degree n  M~ abt pursuing a master degree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-5131106151560455870?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/5131106151560455870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=5131106151560455870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5131106151560455870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/5131106151560455870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/xy.html' title='-&gt; XY &lt;-'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-855081047488850412</id><published>2006-12-05T22:03:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:39:58.710+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Relationship ???????????</title><content type='html'>I had my next quota to pester my dad for.... tht was a Digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;Some how I introduced d topic tht v need to upgrade our old camera with a gd Quaity 1 for dis new year.... My bloody brother poked his nose in between tht it wld hav been better to hav replaced d cel with a new 1 which has a camera n can also store mp3....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm me dint bother abt al dese. chinna payan thaan nu I forgave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; now comin back to d conversation wit my dad... d reason he told for denyin a dig cam was too bad.... it was tht he needs to save money for my marriage tht has a long way though!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jus said tht he is suppose to get atleast some 30 savaram jewels [since dis was d quantity durin recent marriage in family] + additional vettuku useful extra fittings + marriage expence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gram of gold cost Rs.644/-.... my God. Wat am I goin to do with 30 savaram!!! Gonna pose for an gold shop ad ? Is it not a chain, a pair of bangles and a stud made with gold enough ?&lt;br /&gt;Why is dis custom of marriage stil being followed... I hav been educated n also in a good job with a satisfactory salary. Me with dese qualities alone is it not enough ?&lt;br /&gt;Why shd d parents of d galz side give some home appliances also... doesnt d guyz house not used al dese... even if he is goin to live separately frm his parents [ i mean d case of guyz native bein diff frm his work place n not thani kuduthanam] , after marriage cant d bride n d groom plan properly n get al their needs ? r v not tht fit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the reception saree - people spend frm 20K onwards towards dis.... why? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;I understand tht its lifes one time occasion n tht u need to look distinguishable, but do u need a saree for such an amt . My mom used to show her marriage saree n stil she has not worn it any where after her marriage. It cant be worn also.. since tht much heavy , bright it ll be.&lt;br /&gt;den y go in for al dese ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den comes d marriage expense... mandappam.. lunch..dinner..invitation... wat not .. Y shd a gals parent alone b burdened too much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant d bride n bridegroom share d expense equally ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant v[both guyz n gals] change the mind set of todays parents saying  a  NO  to all  dese stupidity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hav set my mind... For my next generation kids i ll never follow al dese :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After me arguing with my dad, he is by no chance ready to change his mind n said finally," show me a family who ll accept al ur way of talk...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied as.. "ok pa done... mappalayah, na ne search pannuren" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin in for a new relationship includes money as well ?????&lt;br /&gt;why so ?  A simple marriage with blessings alone frm elders n wishes frm friendz not enough ?&lt;br /&gt;Is it not high time to change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-855081047488850412?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/855081047488850412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=855081047488850412' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/855081047488850412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/855081047488850412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/money-relationship.html' title='Money Relationship ???????????'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1585936475358623713</id><published>2006-12-05T15:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:16:56.247+06:00</updated><title type='text'>(-: I am not a KID :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 84% Grown Up, 16% Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotional maturity is fully developed, and you have an excellent grasp on your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you are so emotionally mature - you should consider being a therapist!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 50th post... wow!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1585936475358623713?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1585936475358623713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1585936475358623713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1585936475358623713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1585936475358623713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-not-kid.html' title='(-: I am not a KID :-)'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-577072949833503586</id><published>2006-12-01T16:26:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:28:14.785+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat</title><content type='html'>Who introduced dis fashion of giving treats... ada enna palakam edhu !!!&lt;br /&gt;A huge amt being paid for a not tht good receipe... hmmm y don dey use dis money for charity was my next Q. den my mind said ,"wats d mistake in eating."  &lt;br /&gt;I hav not been used to dis fashion till d end of college :( :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i hear dis word very often.&lt;br /&gt;Either be it a birthday (or) promotion (or) an yr completion (or) bought a new car (or) get an award.... hmmm wat not !!! For a worst mokkai also U need to give a treat...&lt;br /&gt;A discussion also for half an hour to choose a hotel for d treat, such tht it shd b a place tht dey hav not visited so far...&lt;br /&gt;For just a fruit juice treat it was a 4 digit no.First time I saw a four digit no bein paid for fruit juice tht too for jus 12 people.Pity d person who paid d bill. happah......... namaku endha chinna pulla thanam la seripadadhu...&lt;br /&gt;once for lunch treat my teammate ordered an chinese item tht cost Rs.175/-, don remember d name also... too complicated it was for me to even spell it. D appearance itself dint make me to even taste it... it appeared lik some1 vomitted.Semi-solid item with lots of cheese on top.Waste of money ! in d name of trail n change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D day for me to give treat is nearing , i think :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept treats but I strongly disapprove Giving treats frm my side :D &lt;br /&gt;My Head spins if I think of d amt... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-577072949833503586?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/577072949833503586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=577072949833503586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/577072949833503586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/577072949833503586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/treat.html' title='Treat'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-824668144261906633</id><published>2006-12-01T15:52:00.003+06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:14:43.826+06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I need.</title><content type='html'>Successfully completed my 6 months n 5days in dis IT field so soon :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming very briskly (or made brisk by my tidel security who wishes "Gd mornin" in d way tht any1 wld lik to wish back...I hardly get such a brisk wish as a response to my wish. He had certainly made an impression in me to an extent tht I Miss his wish for d past few days.He is been replaced by another 1 !!! I was abt to ask d other security today but suddenly stopped myself.) in the morning by 9.30am. Seeing few mails, either a fwd or an official 1. Go for a break @ 11. lunch @ 1.Try seein some code, write few lines. Again break @ 4. pack up @ 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I need now - a break or a heavy work or wat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went thro an &lt;a href= "http://www.the-race-movie.com"&gt; movie &lt;/a&gt; . It was good too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-824668144261906633?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/824668144261906633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=824668144261906633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/824668144261906633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/824668144261906633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-do-i-need.html' title='What do I need.'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-513190938899368208</id><published>2006-11-28T16:12:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:28:47.012+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Un padhangalai thaangum en nenjam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-513190938899368208?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/513190938899368208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=513190938899368208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/513190938899368208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/513190938899368208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/un-padhangalai-thaangum-en-nenjam.html' title='Un padhangalai thaangum en nenjam'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-8057851978597856307</id><published>2006-11-26T21:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:48:12.230+06:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI - 1</title><content type='html'>Read a magazine that explained briefly about heart disease and heart attack... Thought of presenting these informations. Many might be knowing but for people like me who were ignorant, it might make themselves aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The risk factors which causes a heart disease:&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Increasing age&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Heredity&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Smoking&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; High blood cholestrol&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; High Blood pressure / Stress&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Physical inactivity&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Obesity&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Diabetes mellitus&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Stress&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Alcohol ( I hav heard tht some of my batchmates in office hav started to drink... I donno wat makes dem drink... must b dey take it as fun . one fellow told tht he doesnt drink but goes to have d side dish provided in bar since it is much tastier then in other hotels.... I shd also try them to find out d diff )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coronary artery is responsible for supplyin blood to d heart. We hav a single right coronary artery n  d left coronary branches into two.  Due to any of d risk factors specified above a soft deposits of cholesterol called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;plaques&lt;/span&gt;" are formed along the inner walls of d arteries n dis results in slowin down d blood supply. Chest pain during driving or due to tension or sweating might be d symptoms of a heart disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formation of these plaques in any of the 3 vessels specified abv is referred as a block.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of block present is determined using an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;angiogram test&lt;/span&gt;(involves hospitalization for 2 days with little blood loss) or the latest one is d &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;64 slice CT coronary angiogram&lt;/span&gt;( 20min procedure with no blood loss - laser beam is used to find d diff postures of d heart ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending upon d % of block any1 of d appropraite decision is taken.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Medication&lt;/span&gt; (or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Balloon angioplasty and stenting&lt;/span&gt; - A tiny plastic tube is passed thro d groin or hand till d origin of d coronary arteries, n den a thin soft wire is passed thro dis tube n is negotiated across d block. den another tube havin a balloon at one end is passed over dis wire up to d site of blockage.At dis point d balloon is inflated to widen d artery by pushing d plaque against d wall of d artery thereby restoring d blood flow.A stent is a tiny metallic mesh tube looking lik a spring.The stent remains in d body throughout life. (or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Coronary Artery Bypass Grafting(CABG)&lt;/span&gt; - The left inernal mammary artery or the vein frm d legs called d saphenous vein or d radial artery frm d arm is choosed for bypass surgery. After choosing any 1 of dese dey are joined up with d artery havin d fault. As d name states d block is not removed but d blood bypasses thro another route. There r 2 distinct types in dis CABG:&lt;br /&gt;       1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Conventional CABG&lt;/span&gt; - Stopping d heart beat using heart-lung machine n performing surgery on top of d heart.&lt;br /&gt;        2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Off pump surgery&lt;/span&gt; - Medication is used to slow the heart beat n d surgery is performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For doin a bypass surgery there are few ways depending upon d patients age, % of block n money spent. A robotic heart surgery is also available. A heart transplant is done if d heart is very badly damaged(very rare).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart attack is due to total blockage of the coronary artery n a bypass might be done for dem.The person has to b rushed to d hospital within an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid all these to happen to U or ur loved ones by avoiding d risk factor n takin proper checkup periodically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : If such thing happens to ur loved ones bring in d feeling tht &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;U r being present&lt;/span&gt; for ur loved one. There is alwayz a diff between caring n doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-8057851978597856307?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/8057851978597856307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=8057851978597856307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8057851978597856307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8057851978597856307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/fyi-1.html' title='FYI - 1'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4731270496187250816</id><published>2006-11-23T12:50:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T13:15:49.468+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Disturb...</title><content type='html'>I think my &lt;a href="http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/petition.html#links"&gt;voice&lt;/a&gt; has been heard by AIRCEL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have introduced a new facility of &lt;a href="http://www.aircel.com/chennai/donot_disturb.html"&gt;"Do Not Disturb"&lt;/a&gt; , u can register and convey them tht U don need any SMS or phone call alert promoting any of their facilities :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 2 AIRCEL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dey don wanna lose an valuable customer like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4731270496187250816?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4731270496187250816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4731270496187250816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4731270496187250816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4731270496187250816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-not-disturb.html' title='Do Not Disturb...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6878696980389031501</id><published>2006-11-21T10:23:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:26:20.681+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindu wisdom</title><content type='html'>Found this article to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hinduwisdom.info/Glimpses_XVII.htm"&gt;chk out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6878696980389031501?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6878696980389031501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6878696980389031501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6878696980389031501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6878696980389031501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/hindu-wisdom.html' title='Hindu wisdom'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2691793942210913226</id><published>2006-11-16T14:36:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:07:11.611+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Routine schedule</title><content type='html'>Nothing was great all dese days. Jus a routine schedule handling few lines of code... checkin - checkout - move - backout... only all dese words i have been hearing. Whether i am doing a useful work or is it up to my capability or just whiling away time is still wandering in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching home by a office car is another kodumai to the core.Alone in a car with sometime the driver speaking some general, wage, useless topic really irritates me to the core. I happen to experience the same sterday, there was a small accident near CMBT, where a tempo travels has slightly hit a motor cycle.The usual scenario would be like the tempo person would be quarreling with the motor cycle guy.To my suprise it was other way round with the motorcycle fellow slapping/hitting the tempo driver.This situation resulted in my driver slowing down d car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my driver started talkin/blabbering some crap lik dis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? Y r d public lik this jus watchin d person who is gettin hit &lt;em&gt;[neenga public illa yah sir - 11 maniku road la erukardha nallu peru... avan vandhu kappathuvan?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? must be tht motor cycle person wld hav drunk badly &lt;em&gt;[thanni adicha thaan veram varum pola eruku ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? kai illa kalla edukanum ma... seri ya na mollamaringa... avana la thookanum... vetla poondhu thookanum... oru rendu nallu custody la vechu adi pinnanum...evanugaluku driver na alakarama eruku &lt;em&gt;[ Oh driver-driver pasam Oh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? Nanga oru thana epdi thaan thookinom... onnum illa oruthan enga alu mela kai vecha.. nanga avanoda bike no mattum note panni, RTO oppice la oru 50 rubha kuduthu, avanoda jadhagatha vanginom... avana adi pinnitom. &lt;em&gt;[rowdi ah neenga...nalla alu kitta mattikittaen]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat am I to do after hearin al dese dialogues...Na sapdama nondhu poi thala vali la yeppo vedu poi servom nu patha,edhula endha maari tholla vera... Really irritation to the core to hear al these... atlast after seeing me giving NILL reaction, he finally shut his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil al dese hav an end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2691793942210913226?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2691793942210913226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2691793942210913226' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2691793942210913226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2691793942210913226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/routine-schedule.html' title='Routine schedule'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-472206348693890853</id><published>2006-11-13T10:45:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:12:17.745+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Box inhand...</title><content type='html'>Atlast got a device to store al tht i hav in sys n to be with me always...&lt;br /&gt;After big dilemma got IPOD NANO - 30GB BLACK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/nano.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/nano.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINUS&lt;br /&gt;-Should charge using the USB [charger is there for dis nano but at a cost of Rs.250]&lt;br /&gt;-So as to store the video v need a separate sw which cost $20&lt;br /&gt;-Cost is high :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS&lt;br /&gt;+ A Big music store house&lt;br /&gt;+ handy&lt;br /&gt;+ When a system is there, charging thro a USB is not a big deal&lt;br /&gt;+ To store video y buy a software, go to a store where he already has d SW n store few movies for a min price ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-472206348693890853?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/472206348693890853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=472206348693890853' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/472206348693890853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/472206348693890853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/music-box-inhand.html' title='Music Box inhand...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-130715223456361227</id><published>2006-11-08T16:29:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T16:36:46.061+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Namaku spare illa....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/newad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/newad.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-130715223456361227?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/130715223456361227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=130715223456361227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/130715223456361227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/130715223456361227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/namaku-spare-illa.html' title='Namaku spare illa....'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6741941185537511998</id><published>2006-11-05T13:51:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T15:29:37.223+06:00</updated><title type='text'>True fact</title><content type='html'>Mr.X is in need of abt Rs.3L and asks for a loan in a leadin bank organization whose name is most prone thro fwd mails.Mr.X also applies loan for d same n d bank assures to give him within a months time. But Mr.X doesnt receive the amt n about 3 months comes to an end, hence he sends a letter n cancels d loan amt stating d reason as "since loan amt dint reach me at the appropriate time i wish to cancel it"... D bank off accepts d letter sayin tht he wld cancel d loanamt...&lt;br /&gt;But Mr.X receives a detailed stmt for d loanamt i.e monthly EMI stmts without recievin d loan amt itself.. so Mr.X calls d customer care n he was informed tht d chq was sent n no stmt for cancellation was recieved... &lt;br /&gt;After a great struggle, n after enterin d bank n after wasting hours together/exactly 2 days... Mr.X comes to know abt d exact situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bank officials did not cancel d loan since d reason for cancellation was specified as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"loan amt dint reach @ d appropriate time"&lt;/span&gt;.. and d bank has got d cheque[with postin addrs for Mr.X] frm d courier office since Mr.X has given d letter n in case if he recieves d courier it wld create  a bad situation... finally after raisin voice with bank officials, dey admit everythin n also showed d cheque n finally after d same raisin of voice in dere public bank dey accept to cancel it... Mr.X waits for abt 3 hrs.. n d bank officials show him an printout of a email wherein it involved abt 12 hieararchical officials names for approving d cancellation n dey are gonna fax d same to d head quraters, stating some other reason for cancellation since it was serious issue n d entire involved people ll loose dere jobs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banks mistake&lt;br /&gt;# Delay in gettin d loan amt&lt;br /&gt;# shd not hav accepted d letter for cancellation [bank wld hav stated tht dese stmt as reason ll create prob hence mention it as some other reason n wld hav avoided unnecessary trouble for d public]&lt;br /&gt;# Receiving d courier[containin d cheque]- greatest crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D other pity ful situation is tht d monthly EMIs r thro ECS n nobody cld stop d EMI frm d bank unless n until dere is no money in d paritcular account @ tht moment. Dis entire situtaion happened on friday n ECS for d first month is on monday... d bank tht finally sent d req for cancellin d loan say... " it ll take abt 5 days to cancel d amt hence plz try to stop d ECS or keep NO MONEY in bank... ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mr.X was atleast able to reach people fast thro his tactics of raisin d voice.. d soln has come in 2days... &lt;br /&gt;wat abt people who r not so... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makkalae bware of al dese...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6741941185537511998?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6741941185537511998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6741941185537511998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6741941185537511998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6741941185537511998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/true-fact.html' title='True fact'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1002186534402102492</id><published>2006-11-03T14:41:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:11:01.366+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Water. Save Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/life.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/life.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1002186534402102492?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1002186534402102492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1002186534402102492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1002186534402102492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1002186534402102492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/save-water-save-life.html' title='Save Water. Save Life'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-925194325892478838</id><published>2006-11-02T17:02:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:10:04.535+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Birds...</title><content type='html'>Today was an usual day til I heard abt dese lv birds... had a small break in gang nw, v keep changin topics n discuss totally irrelevant topics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as v were doing d same, our sight fell on a lonely pigeon, with beautiful colored neck. My colleague got reminded abt a sad-true-lv story abt d lv birds n it goes lik dis... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/250px-Lovebirds.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/250px-Lovebirds.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was gifted lv birds n a neighbour during a visit to their home had opened d cage to c it fly... The female one flew to d kitchen n got smashed with ammikal[don no wat it is in english] n died. The male after roamin d house, came back 2 d cage. dey had left d cage open so tht d male cld fly away, but it never left d cage n was expectin d return of its mate with no charm n happened to b broken. It remained alive oly less than a day after d separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw attached r dese birds, n dere name states tht dey are very social n affectionate parrots in german.Most Humans today never even try to properly understand wat lv n care is, but dese birds...! enna nu solradu...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-925194325892478838?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/925194325892478838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=925194325892478838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/925194325892478838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/925194325892478838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-birds.html' title='Love Birds...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6664643496643489657</id><published>2006-11-01T17:00:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:04:15.194+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do geese fly in a V?</title><content type='html'>I never knew the answer for dis til yesterday n one of my friend enlightened me as she found it in suki sivams book... And here comes d answer.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/geese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/geese.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it conserves their energy. Each bird flies slightly above the bird in front of him, resulting in a reduction of wind resistance. The birds take turns being in the front, falling back when they get tired. In this way, the geese can fly for a long time before they must stop for rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second benefit to the V formation is that it is easy to keep track of every bird in the group. Fighter pilots often use this formation for the same reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6664643496643489657?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6664643496643489657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6664643496643489657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6664643496643489657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6664643496643489657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-do-geese-fly-in-v.html' title='Why do geese fly in a V?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-6311846664739709576</id><published>2006-10-30T15:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:10:18.068+06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Indian Search Engine.... Guruji</title><content type='html'>Search engine &lt;a href="http://www.guruji.com/"&gt;Guruji&lt;/a&gt; has been founded by 2 Delhi IIT graduates on oct 12th. Its CEO and COO being Anurag Dod n Gaurav Mishra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google uses a webcrawler &lt;a href="http://www.googleguide.com/google_works.html"&gt;googlebot&lt;/a&gt; which collects al d URLs and indexes, an extra constraint added to dis crawler brings in GurujiBot which sends oly d Indian stuff related URL to d indexer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I search for a bus route inside India / a pizza corner, both google n Guruji gives me d answer.&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;"bus route from chennai to madurai in india" i give dis in google n Guruji. Google brings 179,000 results in 0.13s whereas Guruji 2,179 results in must b similar time.&lt;br /&gt;By both means I get a soln.&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way bothered about how many results it brings, i consider oly d best few matches.&lt;br /&gt;Nw in Google i find d exact answer to my Query in d 4th result itself whereas in Guruji as a 7th one tht too not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den y Guruji ? wat other difference is it goin to make ! &lt;br /&gt;Its Our Nations is d diff at present to my knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GurujiBot needs to crawl mush more n d WordsIDs needs perfection.Must be its jus d beta released so much perfection could b expected in a little while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No criticism abt Guruji but a pt tht flashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-6311846664739709576?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/6311846664739709576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=6311846664739709576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6311846664739709576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/6311846664739709576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/indian-search-engine-guruji.html' title='An Indian Search Engine.... Guruji'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7836580231079852821</id><published>2006-10-28T20:40:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T20:56:06.594+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Bill Gates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/220px-Bill_Gates_2004_cr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/220px-Bill_Gates_2004_cr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bill Gates completes his 51yrs...&lt;br /&gt;Let me also wish him...&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday Bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7836580231079852821?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7836580231079852821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7836580231079852821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7836580231079852821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7836580231079852821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-bday-bill-gates.html' title='Happy Bday Bill Gates'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-8924235317487783661</id><published>2006-10-26T12:18:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:48:49.191+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vazhga vazhga !</title><content type='html'>Heavy rain frm yesterday evening til nite made conditions worse and created a havoc  situation to all. Coming from chinthamani to my place was a great deal...&lt;br /&gt;Roads were flooded... big trees came to rest on d road..!&lt;br /&gt;And we dint get any auto / rather, no autowala was ready to risk himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oly sterday i understood hw much pain a simple rain cld also cause. Had seen n experienced rain as an issue bringin in smile n njoyment... but sterday it even threatened me n many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/school_bus.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/200/school_bus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/lightening.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/200/lightening.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D  bonus lightening made situtations even worse. Was really afraid n was longging 2 reach home by some means.&lt;br /&gt;From 8pm - 9.30pm we were standin in d bustand , askin for autos.. but none gave a +ve response... den came our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HERO&lt;/span&gt;... d &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PTC Bus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auto/shareauto/call taxi can oly help us in normal situation&lt;br /&gt;But a PTC nanbha, thoonbhathilum kai kudupavan :)&lt;br /&gt;[konjam over hype oly.. but its ok]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Late ah vandhaloom,Latest ah vandhaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Stop la thalli poi neruthinallum PTC oly helped me n many who were completely drentched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Vazhga PTCin Sevai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-8924235317487783661?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/8924235317487783661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=8924235317487783661' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8924235317487783661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8924235317487783661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/vazhga-vazhga.html' title='Vazhga vazhga !'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-7674832081653867631</id><published>2006-10-21T23:06:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:28:01.692+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diwali'/><title type='text'>Gazing d sky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Diwali eve n d usual dum-damil sound has ended n d sky has took over its position.&lt;br /&gt;Clouds had totally swiped out d presence of stars on d sky, but stil d fireworks hav made Me n many to gaze d sky 4 long. &lt;br /&gt;A fabulous sight tht U get once in an yr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-7674832081653867631?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/7674832081653867631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=7674832081653867631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7674832081653867631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/7674832081653867631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/gazing-d-sky.html' title='Gazing d sky...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-8470504552163741617</id><published>2006-10-21T21:28:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:32:05.038+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEWSENSE'/><title type='text'>Wat can b done...?</title><content type='html'>What can b done when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-? U don hav any work&lt;br /&gt;-? Ur TV shows r utter waste&lt;br /&gt;-? no friend is online&lt;br /&gt;-? headphone doesnt work properly&lt;br /&gt;-? U think to c a movie by CD but after a hunt realize tht U hav given it to a lazy friend&lt;br /&gt;-? Dere r NO new mails in al ur accounts&lt;br /&gt;-? No interestin SMS in mob&lt;br /&gt;-? Al good friends r Busy watchin some crap in TV&lt;br /&gt;-? even family members r watchin d same crap&lt;br /&gt;-? NO Blog seems to be too interesting to read&lt;br /&gt;-? Google search doesnt giv want U want&lt;br /&gt;-? A downloaded appln throws error n is unwillin to instal itself in ur system&lt;br /&gt;-? U Search for a novelbook but U don hav any&lt;br /&gt;-? U hav slept too much tht even sleep doesnt disturb U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;U End Up writing some NEWSENSE lik dis ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-8470504552163741617?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/8470504552163741617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=8470504552163741617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8470504552163741617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/8470504552163741617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/wat-can-b-done.html' title='Wat can b done...?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2363004470726425572</id><published>2006-10-19T18:33:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:47:00.028+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diwali'/><title type='text'>Diwali Mood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/diwali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/diwali.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diwali Mood has started...Usually i leave around 6.30pm - 7.10pm, and sometimes due to meetin at 8.30 - 9.00 pm...&lt;br /&gt;Everybody used to give a sarcastic look as if i am going too early / I hav such feel i donno... but now... almost no one there in office.All have started to catch the Bus / Train leaving a loads of "Diwali wishes mail" and a happy smiling face with lots of enthusiasm to c their loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my diwali wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Diwali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2363004470726425572?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2363004470726425572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2363004470726425572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2363004470726425572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2363004470726425572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/diwali-mood.html' title='Diwali Mood...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2904521568694524347</id><published>2006-10-19T10:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:03:41.402+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainy Day'/><title type='text'>Mazhai mazhai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mazhai Mazhai en idhayathil adikindra mudhal mazhai..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"nadhiya nadhiya kadhal nadhiya ne um pen thano..."&lt;br /&gt;"oh ho megam vandhadho...sindum thooral vandhadho..."&lt;br /&gt;"andhi mazhai pozhigiradhu, ov oru thulielum yaru mugamum theriya villai.." ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Good songs to suit d present situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/rain-raw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/rain-raw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superb rain from the early morning...Nice cool climate, apdiyah bedsheet la u can hide urself...&lt;br /&gt;Saw many students with raincoat sittin behind dad comfortably in a 2 wheeler goin to school... n many BLACK umberallas thro out d sides of d road, exceptionally 2 r 3 other color umberallas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days wen i used to cal d school as a result of rain... even if it rains continously for some half an hour, i ll immediately ask dad n mom whether school ll b dere, ll switch ON d tv n hear to SUN NEWS and ofcourse ll cal d school... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : enniku school eruka&lt;br /&gt;wm: eruku&lt;br /&gt;me : oh :( endha class la erundu&lt;br /&gt;wm: from 6th std&lt;br /&gt;wm -&gt; watchman/security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wld hav been happy if i was less than 6th std, or else ll go to school with soga munji...&lt;br /&gt;usually if i go even 1 min later than d prayer has started, d watchman ll ask to wait outside til d prayer comes to an end... But al r diff wen it rains... U can even go even an hour late n say "It was rainin heavily in my place..." :) school uniform with raincoat... n most important NO SHOES...&lt;br /&gt;after reachin school v used sing lik dis in groups durin break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rain Rain come heavily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Little gals want to go home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Rain Rain come heavily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... great dayz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2904521568694524347?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2904521568694524347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2904521568694524347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2904521568694524347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2904521568694524347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/mazhai-mazhai.html' title='Mazhai mazhai...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4673810267555803264</id><published>2006-10-12T22:09:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:59:47.997+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itz me'/><title type='text'>My Horse sense ?</title><content type='html'>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"First impression is d best impression"... hav been hearin dis stmt alwayz.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely true also.Dis first impression alwayz last forever in our mind... judging people n their behaviour is bcomin difficult day by day for me... Many a times, many a questions arises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some speak very openly [might b harsh/might not b]&lt;br /&gt;some at d back&lt;br /&gt;some silent at rite moments&lt;br /&gt;some blabber&lt;br /&gt;some hav in mind 1 n talk 1&lt;br /&gt;some never speak&lt;br /&gt;epdi hw many some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"manithargal sila neram niram maaralam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; managgalum avar gunaggalum thadam maralam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ilakkanam sila neram pizhai aagalam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; ezhudhiya anbhu ilakkiyam thavar agalam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hw true r d abv lines...&lt;br /&gt;life, has started teachin me/started confusin me/makin me a perfect nerd... is a ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm let it[life] confuse me however possible... let me c hw long it goes&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;wrote d abv statements a couple of days back but dint want to present a dull shade to my bog so saved n did not post... perfect mood out.. as it happenz many a times 2 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am flyin...&lt;br /&gt;he he he :) don no wat happened...Enjoyin, jus happy happy happy mind n heart ways.&lt;br /&gt;Even if people try to console r deviate me... Nan kombu maari konjathila deviate aaga  matten... ll b violin vasichyfyin very badly. n suddenly i ll b found happy makin myself confuse y i sudden bcame happy... moods swing lik c-saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best person who makes me happy is my windows media player among many friends, diff playlist tht suits my diff c-saw mood...&lt;br /&gt;My Energy booster is my playlist!!!&lt;br /&gt;n I replaced my old headphone with a new 1 :)))My sweet dad remembered abt my less perfectly workin old headphone, without me tellin him n got 1.. cho chweet..:)&lt;br /&gt;shd get a IPOD also soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/colors.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/320/colors.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is lik d abv pic... diff variety of colors. Y 2 hold on with 1 color for a long time... wen I hav millions of other colors waitin for my eye [en thathuvam]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4673810267555803264?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4673810267555803264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4673810267555803264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4673810267555803264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4673810267555803264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-horse-sense.html' title='My Horse sense ?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-2922859842191411949</id><published>2006-10-10T17:13:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:14:00.048+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thathuvam'/><title type='text'>Life's treasure are people together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/people.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-2922859842191411949?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/2922859842191411949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=2922859842191411949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2922859842191411949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/2922859842191411949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/lifes-treasure-are-people-together.html' title='Life&apos;s treasure are people together'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-1195229469895416267</id><published>2006-10-10T15:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:14:39.130+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fortune'/><title type='text'>Fortune...</title><content type='html'>I am not in any way goin to predict anyones fortune here...&lt;br /&gt;jus a recollection of d past... d machine tht was a fancy yrs back... s d weight chkin machine... a little crazy too abt it !&lt;br /&gt;d colorful way it looks... &lt;br /&gt;d music tht it present as v enter d one rupee coin...&lt;br /&gt;d one line fortune written at d back of d card...&lt;br /&gt;xchangin with friends n chkin out dere fortune jus as a means of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now things hav changed with respect to dis machine too...&lt;br /&gt;Now U shall hav to put 2 one rupee coins - tat too new coins.It gives U some additional info also, lik :&lt;br /&gt;weight&lt;br /&gt;height&lt;br /&gt;BMI&lt;br /&gt;ideal wt 4 male n female&lt;br /&gt;and den comes d fancy few lines --- Ur fortune/Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is d sample fortune dialog tht i got:&lt;br /&gt;Happiness from your intimate friends.Good job performance gives boost to your morale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple smile + al dese info for jus 2 rupees...&lt;br /&gt;Worth it... rite :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-1195229469895416267?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/1195229469895416267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=1195229469895416267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1195229469895416267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/1195229469895416267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/fortune.html' title='Fortune...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-109312590286927218</id><published>2006-10-06T13:22:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T14:40:55.917+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ad special'/><title type='text'>Laugh Heartily...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw an ad on my way back home after gettin gift for my friends bday...&lt;br /&gt;An ad frm apollo caught my attention at thirumangalam signal...&lt;br /&gt;stating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Laugh Heartily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/monkey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/monkey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a monkey showin its ful teeth...&lt;br /&gt;d abv 1 doesnt seen to b perfectly same as d one i saw[monkey which i saw was even better smart lookin :)]... but stil i got oly dis frm a button clk... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y did dis monkey gain my attention?&lt;br /&gt;korangu ku korangu thaan pidikum... he he he... korangu landhu thaana manidhan vandhan... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Many ads doesnt catch our eyes n stay in memory tht easily... &lt;br /&gt;eg: d new BIG FM launch happened some days back n i saw asins snap for tht ad... &lt;br /&gt;she was lookin sumar... but shd c her hand sign.. as if "look at me nu solra mari erundhudhu"...instead of pointin to d BIG FM ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-109312590286927218?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/109312590286927218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=109312590286927218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/109312590286927218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/109312590286927218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/laugh-heartily.html' title='Laugh Heartily...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-255518889972492416</id><published>2006-10-05T18:14:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:21:16.277+06:00</updated><title type='text'>satyam-samaathanam-sagotharathuvam</title><content type='html'>Chk out dis poster...&lt;br /&gt;dis was wat, i was waitin for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/1600/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/357/2967/400/road.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz do send out ur ideas...&lt;br /&gt;I am squeezin my little brain nw... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-255518889972492416?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/255518889972492416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=255518889972492416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/255518889972492416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/255518889972492416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/satyam-samaathanam-sagotharathuvam.html' title='satyam-samaathanam-sagotharathuvam'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-4093658486439415729</id><published>2006-10-05T13:23:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:41:49.018+06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CustomerService'/><title type='text'>Petition</title><content type='html'>I am stil clinging on to Aircel for oly 1 reason..its free unlimited SMS. D moment dis rule is taken out. Aircel ll surely lose a valuable customer, n thts me!!! [sure many r usin it for free unlimited sms-so many ll join me]&lt;br /&gt;nobody calls me often. i used to take my friends mobile durin break n lunch and cal 2 my no itself n hear d tune... he he he[n friends ll asingapadithyfy me - iam not bothered]&lt;br /&gt;I was usin a DT for no great reason n to jus hav d feel tht i too hav 1 such... And struggled to de-activate d same. Now again i am into d trap due to my foolish act.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes my petition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Aircel...[dear ah... edhu rombha jasthi]&lt;br /&gt;Hey Aircel...[y tooo rude]&lt;br /&gt;So now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aircel,&lt;br /&gt;       I hav already activated a dialer tune for my no. Y don U atleast make a note  of al d people who r already usin it n restrain urself frm sendin sms to activate d DT.Its already a tragedy that i unknowingly activated dis DT and al d more its troublin n irritating to c such sms.The sms regardin increasing the talktime for a re-charge, correctly comes d day after i recharge...hw is it so ? gd record maintenance of d customers.Adding to dis newly i get wrong calls askin for some1 named "balaji",dey r sure tht d mentioned person has sold d mob no for me some months back and d pity is i am using dis no for d past 4yrs.&lt;br /&gt;Do d needful and don lose ur customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pityful&lt;br /&gt;customer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-4093658486439415729?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/4093658486439415729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=4093658486439415729' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4093658486439415729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/4093658486439415729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/petition.html' title='Petition'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-116003053258401876</id><published>2006-10-05T12:38:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T12:43:03.480+06:00</updated><title type='text'>y testing is needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/test1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/test1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/test2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/test2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he he... edhuku thaan !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-116003053258401876?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/116003053258401876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=116003053258401876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/116003053258401876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/116003053258401876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/y-testing-is-needed.html' title='y testing is needed'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-116002528122087423</id><published>2006-10-05T10:56:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:26:31.610+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jil nu oru morning....!</title><content type='html'>Extraordinarily today d mornin is really cool..&lt;br /&gt;chil climate... I am rite now admirin d sky by d glass door(loads of thanks 2 d person who allotted d seat for me near d long glass window tht gives me a clear, beautiful, charming view of d thiruvanmiyur beach n d sky)... really awesome&lt;br /&gt;Today its not d same beauty tht i hav been seenin dese days.. its different..&lt;br /&gt;The color of d sky changing slowly...&lt;br /&gt;A mixture of light blue...marble white.. sea blue...with a clear line of separation of d ocean... fresh green trees(color is damn clear n gd after d rain)...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm ah chanceless...&lt;br /&gt;I c a plane too!!!!!!!!!!! n 3 ships r in my site... ah ha...&lt;br /&gt;Nature is nature... Rain brings in d real cool happinz&lt;br /&gt;Good feast for my bootiful(otta) eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Having somethin hot now - must be a tea , at dis very moment wld add stil more... let me njoy it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-116002528122087423?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/116002528122087423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=116002528122087423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/116002528122087423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/116002528122087423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/jil-nu-oru-morning.html' title='Jil nu oru morning....!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115973074538461109</id><published>2006-10-02T01:05:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:06:27.636+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eravai pokka en vazhi</title><content type='html'>Jus tried 2 cut n merge some 7 famous songs at mid nite ;)...&lt;br /&gt;chumma timepass ku i tried... nalla varala ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" name="audio_player_standard_gray" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="audio_id=2041545&amp;audio_duration=85.7077&amp;valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://media.odeo.com/3/7/5/new.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size: 9px; padding-left: 110px; color: #f39; letter-spacing: -1px; text-decoration: none" href="http://odeo.com/audio/2041545/view"&gt;powered by &lt;strong&gt;ODEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115973074538461109?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115973074538461109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115973074538461109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115973074538461109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115973074538461109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/10/eravai-pokka-en-vazhi.html' title='Eravai pokka en vazhi'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115881919835725617</id><published>2006-09-21T12:03:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:13:18.373+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/untitled.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what U want to Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where U want to Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what U want to Be&lt;br /&gt;Because U hav oly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;one Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do all the&lt;br /&gt;things U want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115881919835725617?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115881919835725617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115881919835725617' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115881919835725617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115881919835725617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/09/live.html' title='Live...'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115848369828383811</id><published>2006-09-17T14:07:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T16:07:05.636+06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can also dreammmmm !!!!</title><content type='html'>Traffic!!! Traffic!!! Traffic!!!&lt;br /&gt;D best traffic jam could b experienced by any1 who is goin thro d guindy - adyar road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/n4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/n4.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frm anna univ till madhya kailash, 30min aagum which cld b reached in 4min... hmmm peak hours nu i cant say some 2-3hrs time limit... i hav never seen the road free xcept on a sunday at noon  time... apdi oru traffic erukum alwayz... manusha nondhu noodles ah  poiduvan...  In d name of FLYOVER  there is one, frm anna univ to IIT... useless, dabba flyover...adhalaum traffic jo nu erukum... Nan high level traffic la got struck nu manushanuku oru thirupthi Cin d people down on d road... sometime d road below wld get cleared rather than on d flyover...&lt;br /&gt;Trafic is not jus all... Due to traffic few anbhana vakku vadham ll happen amongst d so called drivers... "ne ah illa, na na" is their slogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/traffic_jam.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/traffic_jam.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When oly there be an end to d road construction along the tidel park road nu theriala... i hav been on d same way for d past 4months... in d name of expandin d road  so as to reduce d traffic , dey r increasing it... lik semester xams which comes one after d other with bonus results... dis road layin also has no end... half side road pottitu, ennoru half side podum podhu., d other side wld hav turned bad... den again layin other side... epdi mathi mathi layin goin on...&lt;br /&gt;Next kodumai is kathipara junction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/untitled.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; edhula dey r constructing a flyover vera here... vehicles ll crawl frm dis kathipara to Udayam theatre... 1 gd thin in kathipara is AR ad poster for worldspace [look 4 d poster if u hav not : loc : south-east of kathipara] ...  evlo IT park makkalae in and around guindy... Other loc also can b choosed na for dis IT park... let traffic b spread equally... mudiyala samiyo... Edhula Olympia Park vera… wen Olympia is left open den damn sure, I can stay in office itself nite also, waste comin home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epdi wen I was yosiching… dreams ku poittaen… Y not... I can also dream la…&lt;br /&gt;Hw best it wld b if I hav my office near my home…dere is no such big area available near my home…hmmm got it..my office loc is d korattur lake which is been used as a store of waste water… its becoming a pool of sullage &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://www.hindu.com/2004/09/27/stories/2004092712710600.htm"&gt;Chk Out&lt;/a&gt; [Report has been submitted but no use...i shall take note of it in my dreamz]&lt;br /&gt;This is d korattur lake snap taken 2 yrs back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/ImageLoader.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/ImageLoader.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apdi erundha lake after construction bcomes lik dis…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/citygate1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/citygate1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he he….&lt;br /&gt;Korattur becomes d mojor topic in al papers… first page hindu la.. headlines…&lt;br /&gt;“ korattur lake Transformed into a IT park… 50 diff companies under 1 roof…”&lt;br /&gt;den… nan jammunu ll go by walkin itself... oru 15store IT park, adhula nan 15th floor [always on top oly]... down la chikku booku satham… hmm hmm pramadham… den by walk la can come back home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;no traffic...&lt;br /&gt;no smoke...&lt;br /&gt;no bus...&lt;br /&gt;no shareauto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI ( For Your Information )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* There is a beautiful loc in chennai-korattur for d construction of IT Park or multi star hotels&lt;br /&gt;* Flyovers shd b completed within d period of d CM or else d entire ministry shd not b allowed nxt time 4 election [Dhandanaigal kadumai aanaal thaan thappugal koraium]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115848369828383811?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115848369828383811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115848369828383811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115848369828383811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115848369828383811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-can-also-dreammmmm.html' title='I can also dreammmmm !!!!'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115783440808558862</id><published>2006-09-10T01:34:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:22:03.590+06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 '0' clock</title><content type='html'>After a long long time... i hav been awake til 1'0' clock.... nan ah edhu...?&lt;br /&gt;wil sleep wen d clock strikes  10  or 10.30... college pona piragu  11 - 11.30pm...  i hav never done  a  night study also either in my school or college... max 11 or 11.30pm tats it.... oly durin my 7th sem after hearin tht many friends do nite study, i tried for 1 exam tht too til 1am oly... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/untitled.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Now, with no great work... without noin wat to do.... chumma i am sittin... orkut la went thro some communities... gmail pathaen, mail um onnum varala, no friend also is online at dis time :( except google... listenin to songs n i am sittin vetti thinkin of wat to think nu ;) nalla varuvaen nan, epdi pona...&lt;br /&gt;       saw "jil nu oru lv" sterday evenin show...&lt;br /&gt;my views...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Til interval was gd&lt;br /&gt;2. Boomika looks good in salwar alone&lt;br /&gt;3. surya n jo - r goin to marry nu u can understand... andha alavuku close nadippu... couples la ;)&lt;br /&gt;4. After interval padam konjam sodhapal maari podhu, but due to NewYork n Munbe va Song[2 chanceless songs pictuarizied nicely].... andha sodhapal konjam theriala&lt;br /&gt;5. surya va dhadila pakkum podhu[after missin his lover boomika]- Autograph cheran nyebagam&lt;br /&gt;6. 2 gd melodies (newyork n anbe[chanceless]) + first openin ammi midhichachu was also gd...&lt;br /&gt;7. Horrible dressin or costume doesnt suit for boomika[who looks cute in anbe song] in machakari song...&lt;br /&gt;8. How boomika falls in lv with surya i don understand... oru uripadiyana scene kuda kattala...[seri epdi yo lv pannital--- kadhai ah nan matha mudiyuma]&lt;br /&gt;9. India la erukum podhu boomika roams alwayz in salwar...durin return frm Australia she comes with tight pant n shirt with stylish walk n slang [symbolic reference she stayed in austalia oly nu]&lt;br /&gt;10. Expressions boomika ku ennum varala...in machakari song she did total sodhapals...lips movement also not proper... frm Roja koottam til sil, ore maari thaan eruka.... shd learn frm Jo who changes expression sec to sec...&lt;br /&gt;11. Vadivel is there 4 comedy apdi nu i shd oly tel al... til interval he appears... onnum gd comedy illa frm his part... sappa soke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/jok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/jok.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Point 2 Note frm dis movie :::: Love b4 marriage might/might not win...Maturity comes oly after marriage...Forgive n forget abt d flash back lv stories of self /bride/bridegroom once after marriage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Best to watch d movie as Pairs... apdi illa na wat can v do... friends udan paringal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now its 2am crossed... atleast nw i ll sleep!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115783440808558862?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115783440808558862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115783440808558862' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115783440808558862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115783440808558862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-0-clock.html' title='1 &apos;0&apos; clock'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115729197482366672</id><published>2006-09-03T19:43:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:05:34.813+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/WTMomDghtr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/WTMomDghtr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waking me up in d morning is a difficult job for my appa n amma… amma usually gives d first cal den successively appa… once u start ur day with ful tension nothing ll work out correctly d whole day… appa ll usually give archanai ( as y don u get up a little early ) while he drops me to d bus stop…amma oly ll uttify breakfast 4 me and  as I get down from home, amma usually asks whether I hav taken my specs, lunch, swipe card, purse…  2 days back since I slept very late with no useful job having done, after much struggle by my dad, I finally got up… had to get ready very quick so as to catch my cab for office… ful tension… ate some half dosai.. as I was getting down, amma asked me as usual as whether I hav taken al d things… I answered lik dis… “acho ma, yellathaum  aduthutaen ma…”[a different tone] d next moment amma’s face shrunk… I noticed it but dint say anything n left for my office… durin lunch I called her back and said “sorry ma… theriyama kathitaen ma… sorry”… As mothers are always sweet, she said “paravala da… olinga vellaiah paru, edhapathi nenaikatha ma…saptiyah?”[my eyes were wet while i was speakin with her, i am unable to bring in my feel thro words...i am not a gd writer...] &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;my amma is really sweeeeeet n I love her for wat she is…&lt;/span&gt;[al mothers r sweet]&lt;br /&gt;                       I really felt bad for my act… I should hav not spoke a little harsh… but I did it… d way tht she spoke to me back, happah tht is love according 2 me… the care for me,d soothin words, d heart tht excuses me alwayz for al my mistakes… I know tht she would hav really felt oru maari wen I spoke so… but c d reaction of her wen I apologized for it!&lt;br /&gt;   Friends v all might hav come across d same situation but wld hav not taken time to apologize for d same to our loved once.They certainly don need a sorry from us,even without a sorry my mom ll speak with me d same way as she wld alwayz.. but stil doin so ll bring in a smile in her face, dis is wat v need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u hav had not been like me, I am happy abt it… but if u hav, den do say a “&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” to ur loved once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115729197482366672?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115729197482366672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115729197482366672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115729197482366672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115729197482366672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-is.html' title='Love is?'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115661329291876671</id><published>2006-08-26T23:00:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:28:14.336+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; FACE IS THE INDEX OF MIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/mind.htm_txt_pool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/mind.htm_txt_pool.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face of an individual directly depicts his inwards emotion (mind set), and that is how v r able to identify if there is anything wrong r good with our loved once. Many try to act smartly so as to go along in dis world with many ventures and evil inside tryin to depict as a smooth n calm individual… &lt;br /&gt;   I happen to peep into a religious article, which my friend was reading, and at last I read half of d article containing 10 sides… the main theme was surrounding around divine love. It was stated as wen u become very close to a particular person d duration tht d relationship last ll decrease since once u r close u expect more… U expect for wat u had shown… wen u don obtain wat u expected d relationship becomes weak…a person tries to bring in d best qualities in him wen he/she is around d person who she/he is in love with… and much more… at 1 point I dint like to go further… nobody is perfect in dis world. Think of a world tht is expectation less, wont it b horrible. No small fights, no love, … ultimately understanding ll lag I suppoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations r natural n is essential, this Is wat I think, I am still an human and not a saint to say “OK” for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115661329291876671?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115661329291876671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115661329291876671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115661329291876671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115661329291876671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/08/face-is-index-of-mind-face-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115661080127011542</id><published>2006-08-26T22:30:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:25:07.426+06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mother Theresa : "Angel of Mercy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/1600/MotherTeresa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2791/2518/320/MotherTeresa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One small women, in a simple white cotton sari, did't bother much with reports and theories; insteand, she simply went out into the world and changed the lives of millions when she spoke , all india listened, the world took notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L egency extends beyond india to the world...&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 50 years ago, Mother Theresa found a women help eaten by maggots and rats living in from of a Calcutta hospital. Adiminutive roman catholic nun sat with the women until she died . Soon after, she began a compagin for shelter for people to die with dignity. Until her death Friday she made a mission of caring for the human castoffs the world wanted to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the noble peace prize in the name of the "unwanted, unloved and uncared for," she wore the same white sari that she had adopted to identify herself with the poor when she founded her "Missionaries of Charity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words magic:&lt;br /&gt;"I see God in every human being. When I wash leper's wounds, I feel I am nursing the Lord himself. Is it not a beautiful experience?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the only saint of gutters...we all are blessed &amp; Lucky enough to be in the world she lived in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catched out these words from d site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friends2support.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; friends2support&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;an exclusive site started by 7 noble hearted engineers, that presents information regarding the blood donors and also about the current requirement.plz do visit d same n tel ur friends about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115661080127011542?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115661080127011542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115661080127011542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115661080127011542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115661080127011542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/08/mother-theresa-angel-of-mercy-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24306021.post-115618057872604320</id><published>2006-08-21T23:01:00.000+06:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:16:18.740+06:00</updated><title type='text'>Timepass….</title><content type='html'>Few days back had a serious conversation with 1 of my fellowmate – rakhi brother…. He was having his pay slip for d month n said he is gonna courier it to his home…n me without keeping my mouth shut questioned him…&lt;br /&gt;And d consecutive conversation with him went lik dis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: enna slip ah mattum courier pannera….? Kaasu???&lt;br /&gt;He: y shd I send d money??&lt;br /&gt;Me: ada paavi.. wat Q is dis...  did u atleast visit dem after 1st month salary&lt;br /&gt;He: no time... hey v in trainin la&lt;br /&gt;Me: apdi namma enna kilicho enga… onnum tight schedule la illa eh&lt;br /&gt;He: adhu yanaku therium…anga ellorum pulla rombha kashtapaduran nu nenaichukuttu  erupanga… y unnecessarily spoil their belief..&lt;br /&gt;Me: :-/ onnum solrathuku illa... atleast sweet illa amma..appa ku yaedhachum dress vangi , u cld hav couriered la&lt;br /&gt;He: loose… my dad ku diabetes.. y shd I inc his sakkara vyadhi…. Dad n mom hav enough dress 2 wear… so y shd I buy…&lt;br /&gt;Me:ne la oru manushana…!!!&lt;br /&gt;He: enna kelvi edhu&lt;br /&gt;Me: k final Q.. did u send money.. &lt;br /&gt;He: y shd I&lt;br /&gt;Me: y ah... dey ll feel happy la.. payan sambharichu has sent money nu.. atleast oru 5000 u cld hav sent la…&lt;br /&gt;He: I cant… I ll not.. y shd i.. I ll hav  2 save 4 my wife&lt;br /&gt;Me: amma appa ku u cant spend money... future wife ku u ll save ah.. ne la oru manushana… poi thola.. I don wanna talk itself.. time waste 4 me…&lt;br /&gt;He: seri k.. u tel 1 reason y I shd send&lt;br /&gt;Me: hey edhuku la reason kudukka mudiyadhu… y d hel shd dey give u all… take care of u so much..sollu&lt;br /&gt;He: adhu KADAMAI sister&lt;br /&gt;Me: mannagatti... den u sendin also is kadamai sir...&lt;br /&gt;He: no… I am their child.. so dey hav to bring me up.. giv al wat I want… I ll in turn take care of my wife… nalla pathupaen…&lt;br /&gt;Me: kilipa… unnaku endha ponnum kedaikka matta.. I ll pray. U get lost frm my place now.&lt;br /&gt;He: hey our salary is oly 15k…I am stayin in room.. hav to spend 4 food al 3 times.. not enough for me... moreover think practically… after marriage hw ll I b able to giv money to my parents.. en family eh pathukka vae yanaku endha kaasu ll not b enough... tat time sure I ll not b able to send money.. den y nw alone nw…&lt;br /&gt;Me: hey loose mari don talk k…en epdi kalyam nu lo lo nu alaera, so soon… after marriage might b u ll not b able to send d same amt.. but u ll n can giv some amt…u cant even save 5000 ah…r u eatin in star hotel daily... k tel me d kanaku tht u spent… &lt;br /&gt;He: hmmm k…[wrote in my note book some kanaku--- balance 7000 was dere 4 him to show kanaku]&lt;br /&gt;Me: michathuku kanaku sollu…!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He: adhu vera kanaku..&lt;br /&gt;Me: apdi na… ohh thanni ahh…. :-0 ada paavigala.. kalam ketti pochu.. ne la oru manushana… thanni for 7000 a month ahhhh… edhula u telling ll tc of wife n save 4 her... cha unaku konjam avudhu arivu eruka... manasatchi eh illa yah unaku…[scolded much more, but don remember d xact wordings] un kitta I cant talk more than dis… get lost&lt;br /&gt;He:[smiling]&lt;br /&gt;Me: unaku VMRSS(vekkam manam soodu sorana) eh illa ya…&lt;br /&gt;He:[giggling]&lt;br /&gt;Me: acho enga erundhu poidu…plz&lt;br /&gt;He: [giggling] adi loose ponnae… chumma bore adichudhu… work um oru mannum illa.. .adha chumma vilayadinaen… paravala.. konjam nalla ponna thaan eruka... un purusha kudithu vaechavan thaan…&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;^%%$^!*!^%  poi thola… I believed it totally n it took on my nerves… cha!!! &lt;br /&gt;  --------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; epdi oru bulb 4 me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24306021-115618057872604320?l=vsaranya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/feeds/115618057872604320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24306021&amp;postID=115618057872604320' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115618057872604320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24306021/posts/default/115618057872604320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vsaranya.blogspot.com/2006/08/timepass.html' title='Timepass….'/><author><name>Saran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04479297633210077081</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
