<?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-26869467</id><updated>2011-11-28T05:09:35.759+05:30</updated><category term='Vinay'/><category term='Danny'/><category term='festival of lights'/><category term='Times of India.'/><category term='sparkles'/><category term='alarm'/><category term='ambitions'/><category term='leather'/><category term='accomodation'/><category term='sms'/><category term='news'/><category term='Randy'/><category term='woman'/><category term='ascendas'/><category term='reply'/><category term='poll'/><category term='tv programs'/><category term='Harris Jeyaraj'/><category term='home'/><category term='animal rights'/><category 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rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-9132419970486871578</id><published>2010-01-15T20:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:43:03.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emergency'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trapped in lift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alarm'/><title type='text'>And for the first time !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"For the first time in life"&lt;/span&gt; the phrase says it all ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in life,last Wednesday I was STUCK INSIDE A ELEVATOR !!&lt;br /&gt;Stop laughing :D &lt;br /&gt;I had gone to my friend's office.We took the lift coming down from the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jerk , a halt and a half opened door !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, Where are we ? &lt;br /&gt;We were stuck in lift between the 1st floor and the ground floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got reminded of the scene from Kadhalan.&lt;br /&gt;Pokiri lift scene also comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For obvious reasons everything fades away from my mind. Reason being the person who was with me ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started laughing thinking of our situation . We pressed the ALARM button that was there inside the lift . The sound that it made was not even audible to us and it rang in abrupt intervals. Stupid alarm .  No signal in mobile.Screwed? Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a mail from a "well wisher"  a few days ago which read "Trapped in Lift  - Worth to Read" . &lt;br /&gt;Phew! After all the laughing and various movie scenes flashing across my mind , my memory power also proved its sharpness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly pressed all the keys inside the lift . 3,4,5,1 . &lt;br /&gt;The lift's door closed and started moving up. &lt;br /&gt;Up, uP UP . It went to the 8th floor and then started coming down again .&lt;br /&gt;And stop , full door open , get out of the lift ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny though . And for the first time in life i got stuck in a lift knowing how to handle it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mail i received :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Please read  and forward this to as many as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never know when and where accidents will happen to us OR people around us. Read on and hope this piece of information may help any of us when things do happen to us, our friends and our loved ones. One day, while in a lift, it suddenly broke down and it was falling from level 13 at a rapid pace. Fortunately, I remembered watching a TV program that taught you must quickly press all the buttons for all the levels. Finally, the lift stopped at the 5th level. When you are facing life and death situations, whatever decisions or actions you make decides your survival. If you are caught in a lift breakdown, first thought in mind may be 'waiting to die'.... But after reading below, things will definitely be different the next time you are caught in a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First - Quickly press all the different levels of buttons in the lift. When the emergency electricity supply is being activated, it will stop the lift from falling further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second - Hold on tight to the handle (if there is any).. It is to support your position and prevent you from falling or getting hurt when you loose your balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third - Lean your back and head against the wall forming a straight line. Leaning against the wall is to use it as a support for your back/spine as protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth - Bend your knees; Ligament is a flexible, connective tissue. Thus, the impact of fractured bones will be minimized during fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone, kindly do share this piece of information with your near and dear ones!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Off late: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with&lt;a href="http://vtvthefilm.com/"&gt;Vinnai Thaandi Varuvaya&lt;/a&gt; songs .&lt;br /&gt;Reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_God_of_Small_Things"&gt;"The God of small things "&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Loving the Volvo travels . Different experience :)&lt;br /&gt;A less of movie spree, should begin it again . &lt;br /&gt;A great start to new year ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;I got stuck in lift with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ramya &lt;/span&gt;. Her office elevator proved its power :P &lt;br /&gt;And the well wisher who sent me this informative mail is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my brother&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-9132419970486871578?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/9132419970486871578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=9132419970486871578' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/9132419970486871578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/9132419970486871578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-for-first-time.html' title='And for the first time !'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-3693807005940290781</id><published>2010-01-02T23:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:17:00.730+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Welcome Twenty Ten .... &lt;br /&gt;A new year filled with new hopes &lt;br /&gt;New dreams and new aspirations &lt;br /&gt;New journey and new milestones &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolution is to get BACK ON blogging !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year readers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-3693807005940290781?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/3693807005940290781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=3693807005940290781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3693807005940290781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3693807005940290781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1024567430285340713</id><published>2009-12-19T20:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:49:49.171+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Where did they all go and where did they all come from ?</title><content type='html'>Blogger’s block hit me again. &lt;br /&gt;I should definitely consider increasing my predilection for writing.&lt;br /&gt;Long pending post. About kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed after seeing my neighbors’ children in the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Why did “Twinkle Twinkle little star” and “Johnny Johnny yes papa” disappear?&lt;br /&gt;When did the rhyme “Out in the garden each fine day, each fine day I love to play” come in to picture?&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows this rhyme, please give me a break!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did brick game go out of the league?&lt;br /&gt;Where did Super Mario elude and when did Kratos (God of Wars game in PS2) became the hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I too behindhand to have an Orkut account during 2004? &lt;br /&gt;And my 12 year old nephew has a Face book account now?&lt;br /&gt;He even deletes what my “hi how are you “post on his wall and would send me a message on face book!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is coffee bite, Mango bite?&lt;br /&gt;Frayons in the shape of wheel were my daily side dish once upon a time? Why do kids like only Lays and Kurkure these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the jeep and the cars that go around till the key is on vanish?&lt;br /&gt;And remote cars became the  proclivity for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school drawing book contained pictures of house, mountains, trees, Mickey mouse and Barbie doll to be colored.&lt;br /&gt;My 3 year old neighbor’s drawing book has Dora, Power puff girls to be colored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn’t my cousin kiddos ask for cake and samosa rather ask me to take them to McD? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Arun Ice cream ,Cone Ice , Milk Ice? &lt;br /&gt;Why are there only softies and sundaes now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Milka bread  ? Why does my nephew go to McRenett to buy bread!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doll that keeps playing the Jallra is no longer needed?? &lt;br /&gt;My sil’s nephew gets a brand new piano from UK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that our primary school pics are so funny with each of us facing different direction?&lt;br /&gt;And these day kids tilt their head to one direction and start smiling once I open my camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is wisdom and Gokulam  ?  - The books I read during annual holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango frooti goes off and Appy is needed !&lt;br /&gt;And Rasna is no longer loved ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hero pen  which you safely preserve to use it only during the final exams are no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;Parker pens  .. Mont blac pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Nataraj pencil? &lt;br /&gt;Why does Faber castle pencil pack cost so much ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the questions remain unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;But the bottom line remains the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1024567430285340713?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1024567430285340713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1024567430285340713' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1024567430285340713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1024567430285340713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-did-they-all-go-and-where-did.html' title='Where did they all go and where did they all come from ?'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1422976902313657868</id><published>2009-08-31T16:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:32:10.557+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Driven by Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt; : To my friend who said in chat (4:27 PM on Aug 31) I would blog on “Why all ***** are *******?”   . Its not about that ! ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;‘The Hindu’&lt;/span&gt; after waking up from Saturday morning nap at home recharges my happy stay !&lt;br /&gt;As usual my saga of Saturday morning begun with a strong bed coffee and some music on tv and my hands trying to hold The Hindu and looking out for the news.Two things that caught my eye in the weekend’s edition:&lt;br /&gt; * WiFi enabled palmtops for the waiters in eat outs &lt;br /&gt; * Internet deaddiction centres in the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I term Technically speaking is reaching all places in posts and publishings.I have seen waiters in Café coffee day keying in the orders which turns out to be bill too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now adding up to it , waiters have WI-FI enabled palmtops.Waiters or supervisors just whisk out their hand-held devices and take down orders that are sent through a Wi-Fi device to the chef in the kitchen, with specific instructions from each customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anjappar Group of restaurants and an outlet of Saravana Bhavan have such facilities.Adding up to my surprise , I kept reading wherein it said they also have blue tooth printers in their pockets that print out order slips to be given to the waiter.I should visit these hotels to dig into the technological advancement aforementioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet deaddiction centre – this is really pathetic . More and more youngsters are addicted to internet .so what ? crap !&lt;br /&gt;With drug deaddiction tobacco deaddiction , now its point to be proved how technology has taken our lives.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I took this quiz in Facebook “internet addiction test” It said  “ you are hopelessly addicted and someone should take away the system from you by brutal means” &lt;br /&gt;Sadly I am internet addict too ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Browse , surf ,consistenly check updates on orkut, facebook and  twitter (and my tweets are yet to reach great heights ),blog ,read news, play games, etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;Long devoted hours online and extensive social networking contributes to internet addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t they have a online course for Internet deaddiction ! LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Offlate :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to complete ‘Doctors’ novel for a long time now . Hopefully I should complete before my next post .&lt;br /&gt;My 'Green day' and 'The Fray' have vanished and I am listening to 'Yeno yeno panithuli' for n times through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;And my usual laughing till stomach hurts at 11 pm with all stories and happenings still exists :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1422976902313657868?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1422976902313657868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1422976902313657868' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1422976902313657868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1422976902313657868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/08/driven-by-technology.html' title='Driven by Technology'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1029405721862034939</id><published>2009-07-31T18:23:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:32:46.278+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spencer johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peaks and valleys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart beat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ups and downs'/><title type='text'>A little thought to share</title><content type='html'>I read this in a book "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peaks and valleys&lt;/span&gt;" by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spencer Johnson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Penning it down in my own words !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SnLq9was0TI/AAAAAAAAGfk/GSy-7hMB3wA/s1600-h/256496_heart_beat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SnLq9was0TI/AAAAAAAAGfk/GSy-7hMB3wA/s400/256496_heart_beat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364608452841492786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - how does the above picture look to you ?&lt;br /&gt;B - Tracings of a Heart beat&lt;br /&gt;A - Does that remind you of anything else ?&lt;br /&gt;B - Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;A - The ups and downs of life , the peaks and valleys in one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only when the heart beat resembles like the one in the picture , it means heart is functioning well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              ------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - If your trace of heart beat is like the one above, what does it mean? &lt;br /&gt;B - A Problem, I am dead .&lt;br /&gt;A - Yea, true . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have no ups and downs in life , and when you are running in a smooth lane it means you are dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ups and downs are essential part of a normal healthy life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well said . I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Quite coincidentally, my today's fortune in Orkut read :" If you're never scared or embarrassed or hurt, it means you never take any chances"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having UPs and DOWNs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1029405721862034939?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1029405721862034939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1029405721862034939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1029405721862034939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1029405721862034939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-thought-to-share.html' title='A little thought to share'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SnLq9was0TI/AAAAAAAAGfk/GSy-7hMB3wA/s72-c/256496_heart_beat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-5940840383193091261</id><published>2009-07-19T12:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:52:03.121+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='union health minister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='population explosion in India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Population explosion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Times of India.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulam nabi Azad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Laughing on a sunday morning :D</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 10 today.I found my way from bed to the hall to get a glimpse of list of sales listed in Bangalore Times.Alternatively I started reading the main paper at the first hand and found myself laughing after a few minutes.Ppl around me started laughing too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about the picture!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Union health minister Gulam Nabi Azad couldn’t do it better.His statement is ultimate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Default/Client.asp?showST=true&amp;login=default&amp;Enter=true&amp;Skin=TOINEW&amp;GZ=T&amp;Daily=TOIBG&amp;AW=1247986579421"&gt;Times of India&lt;/a&gt; beats it! A picture is worth a thousand words.TOI proved it today. Look at the picture below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SmLIZHwk-qI/AAAAAAAAGYw/cVfpp6TC8C4/s1600-h/Health.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SmLIZHwk-qI/AAAAAAAAGYw/cVfpp6TC8C4/s400/Health.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360066840429394594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are talking about population explosion here.India’s population only grows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India’s population is 1,170,000,000. By the time you read this blog it would have increased by 100 now. By 2011 it would be 2 billion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I am still laughing over our health minister’s statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“If people have power, they would watch TV till late night and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Then they won’t get a chance to produce children.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then goes the statement &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;‘Let there be light, let there be TV’.&lt;/span&gt; ROTFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So power cuts and lack of television are the reason for India’s population explosion!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is that why televisions are being supplied free of cost in rural areas and in villages? ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever ! Ultimately the frequency of power cuts would now be reduced to decrease the increase in population :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still laughing :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-5940840383193091261?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/5940840383193091261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=5940840383193091261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5940840383193091261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5940840383193091261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/07/laughing-on-sunday-morning-d.html' title='Laughing on a sunday morning :D'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SmLIZHwk-qI/AAAAAAAAGYw/cVfpp6TC8C4/s72-c/Health.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-5215345261676340655</id><published>2009-07-15T20:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:16:46.976+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synthetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>I am talking about Animal Rights.</title><content type='html'>Prologue:  This is definitely not a blog a Vegetarian would prefer! And it’s NOT intended to hurt the Vegans. &lt;br /&gt;                                               ~ Sincerely, A non-vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a pleasant Monday evening and I am inside my office shuttle. I open my eyes wide to find KFC and McD boards outside Total Mall in Airport road, Bangalore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD – Chicken Nuggets, Chicken burger, Chicken burger, Happy lunch meals for Children... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I am feeling Déjà Vu. I have seen Ronald Mc Donald happily holding a knife in the cover wrapping the sandwich. where was it? &lt;br /&gt;It was in &lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/"&gt;PETA’s webpage&lt;/a&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;McD I am loving it  PETA says ‘Mc Cruelty I am hating it’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA – People for ethnic treatment of Animals having a huge (Really huge) number of volunteers and supporters all over the world including many actors and famous personalities campaigning for the ethnic treatment of Animals. Not to mention my favourite actor (Guess who?:)) also is an ambassador for PETA . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA ,an animal rights organisation originally formed in the year 1980 in Virginia and focuses on  the following four issues - farming, fur, animal testing, and animals in entertainment, and also campaigns against fishing, the killing of animals regarded as pests, the keeping of chained backyard dogs, cock fighting, dog fighting, and bullfighting. Later this animal right organization spread so widely that it went against Eating Animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slogan of PETA being “Animals are not ours to eat, wear, experiment on or use for entertainment”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My points here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Animal testing&lt;/span&gt; – I strongly agree . Animals are so cute , they are yet another living organism be it reptile, amphibian, mammal or whatever ! Testing should not be carried out on animals. So what’s the alternative that PETA suggests.E.g.: It says test an eye solution on a dead man’s cornea instead of a Rabbit’s eye.Hmm , Interesting ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Animals in entertainment&lt;/span&gt; -  horse race, bull fight, cock fight. PETA says NO to all this. And also “Zoo” is a strict NO-NO. Zoos do not allow animals to exhibit their natural behaviour it seems. Come on shut the zoo ! ! Let go all the animals . Let tiger wander around the streets of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Animals in clothing &lt;/span&gt;– Animals’ skin should not be used in Clothing. No leather, no fur says PETA.Visit &lt;a href="http://cowsarecool.com"&gt;http://cowsarecool.com&lt;/a&gt; to know more.  So what to wear or carry as an accessory .Shop for products looking for buzz words like "manmade leather,” “all-manmade materials,” “pleather,” and “synthetic” ,“synthetic down,” “down alternative,” “polyester fill,” or a high-tech fabric like Primaloft .&lt;br /&gt;Quite difficult ,I only look for the Price tag while shopping ;) But May be followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to the main point that I want to focus, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;” Do not eat animals.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s say I stop eating chicken ,and KFC,McD is shut down . No one eats animals. All the humans turn Vegetarians. So the animal population keeps on growing.  The plants are destroyed because all the vegetarians keep on eating them  .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what we studied in school science.  The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Food_chain"&gt;food chain&lt;/a&gt; and the ecosystem . The energy flow in the ecosystem . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transfer of energy happens from one to another and that is how the balance is maintained in the ecosystem. series of steps of consuming and being consumed, energy flows from one trophic level to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plants consume sun, animals consume plants,and human beings consume animals.. and it goes on .When I don’t consume animals what will happen to the ecological balance ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world  where everyone is worried about global warming, saving the planet etc why should Non-Vegetarians be the reason for creating an imbalance in the ecosystem ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am not against PETA , but I am sincerely putting in all efforts to maintain ecological balance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is McD, KFC  and all others who kill animals for enabling the ecological balance ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point to be reinsisted. I support PETA ! Let’s stop using products that uses animals, that does testing on animals ,etc and support PETA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : My favourite actor is Maddy !!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-5215345261676340655?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/5215345261676340655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=5215345261676340655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5215345261676340655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5215345261676340655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-talking-about-animal-rights.html' title='I am talking about Animal Rights.'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-5755988850801176048</id><published>2009-05-12T15:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:52:27.138+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Scroll down</title><content type='html'>I have created a poll !&lt;br /&gt;It appears at the bottom of this page. &lt;br /&gt;Vote ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-5755988850801176048?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/5755988850801176048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=5755988850801176048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5755988850801176048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/5755988850801176048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/05/down.html' title='Scroll down'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1791269638021051536</id><published>2009-05-11T19:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:46:28.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Les Miserables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon Cowell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piers Morgan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Boyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Hong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britain&apos;s Got Talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I dreamed a dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apperance'/><title type='text'>Talent matters !</title><content type='html'>Reality shows are the "in thing" now or call it FAD of the century.They really captured the attention of people in the entire universe . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such 'in thing' in the Britain is the "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Britain's Got talent&lt;/span&gt;" which is the talent hunt across Britain.This program is aired in ITV and the judges being Simon Cowell(The famous American Idol's judge) ,Amanda Holden(British actor) and Piers Morgan(Newspaper editor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to write this blog after I hit upon this video on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where talent really matters.&lt;br /&gt;41 year old &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Susan Boyle &lt;/span&gt;sang in this reality show and obtained a standing ovation for her performance. The video of Susan Boyle singing was viewed million times in 72 minutes.There is already a fan club for Susan Boyle in Facebook and Wikipedia has obtained contributions too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Susan Boyle walked to the stage, she was mocked by everyone including the judges.When she said her dream was to become a professional singer, audience smiled (wicked smile of course)Asked where she hailed from, Simon referred her place as "Pig City".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 mts, she started singin "I dreamed a dream" of  Les Miserables and the judges were amazed. The entire crowd gave her a standing ovation.With her outstading performance Susan Boyle got a big YES from all three judges .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to even the original Les Miserables song and I could make out no difference between the voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a program where Talent really matters ,why did appearance matter? The appearence mattered not only to the audience but also to the judges. And to everyone who had the misconception,Susan Boyle proved it wrong with her outstanding talent.She was referred to "The woman who shut Simon's mouth" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan boyle said to the Washington Post -&lt;br /&gt;“Modern society is too quick to judge people on their appearances. There is not much you can do about it; it is the way they think; it is the way they are. But maybe this could teach them a lesson, or set an example.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know what they were thinking, but why should it matter as long as I can sing? It’s not a beauty contest. ” said she to another magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All that glitters is not gold" ,&lt;br /&gt;"Appearances are deceptive",&lt;br /&gt;"Dont go by looks "&lt;br /&gt;and more and more adages could now be proved true in this era too :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Watch the talent in youtube in the following link:&lt;br /&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1791269638021051536?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1791269638021051536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1791269638021051536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1791269638021051536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1791269638021051536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/05/talent-matters.html' title='Talent matters !'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-2266643051692675823</id><published>2009-04-27T19:39:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:28:31.928+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNN IBN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software enginner.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anoop Desai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiara'/><title type='text'>And it's "American" Idol</title><content type='html'>The Godfather of all reality shows of the age is the "&lt;a href="http://americanidol.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;The season 8 of American Idol started fresh with this new year.&lt;br /&gt;The judges for the show include Simon, Paula, Kara and Randy. &lt;br /&gt;With overwhelming responses from all over The United States of America, there landed top 12 which after 5 weeks is now "Top 5" .&lt;br /&gt;The point that instigated me to write this blog here is to mention about the Indian who was present in the show till last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/season_8/anoop_desai/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anoop Desai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 22 year old chap from Chaplin was one of the top performers in the show till last week and was shown his way out.&lt;br /&gt;During the auditions for American Idol , &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/bio/randy_jackson"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Randy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; referred him as "Anoop Dog" .&lt;br /&gt;Hold on ! He dint call Anoop a Dog because he was an Indian , he actually praised Anoop and compared him with "Snoop Dog" and hence "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anoop Dog&lt;/span&gt;" became famous.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop doesn't have an Indian accent nor was he born in India,but he sings really well.&lt;br /&gt;So here you go ! All Indian news channels and newspapers pour praise on how an Indian in shining in the American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;Anoop's performance has really been improving through all the weeks. When &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/bio/simon_cowell/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mentioned Anoop turned from "Zero" into a "Hero" , &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/bio/paula_abdul"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/bio/kara_dioguardi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; always praised his voice.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately after country wide record making vote count for this season, Anoop was shown the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take an example of a software engineer Mr.X . Mr.X finishes his study,obtains distinction, goes for his masters abroad and now is trying to settle down there.The entire nation (Humara Hindustan) abuses Mr.X. The voices from the people of India instigate a guilty feeling inside Mr.X .&lt;br /&gt;The voices being&lt;br /&gt; "Why can't young brains like Mr.X serve the nation?" &lt;br /&gt; "Why can't Mr.X settle in India and bring fame to the nation? " &lt;br /&gt; "Why can't Mr.X start his own software concern in India and help the younger generation?" &lt;br /&gt; "Why isn't Mr.X patriotic?" &lt;br /&gt; "If all youth like Mr.X leave India , where is our country heading? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than enough  are these questions to Mr.X &lt;br /&gt;So Mr.X finally settles abroad bearing all the abuses of the nation or gives up his dream and settles in India ! This is the life of Mr.X !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Anoop Dog , who is an Indian , is trying to become "American Idol".&lt;br /&gt;So what does the voices tell him??&lt;br /&gt; "Go Anoop go" , &lt;br /&gt; " Proud to have an Indian in American Idol" (hmm,pretty interesting ain't it? ).&lt;br /&gt; CNN IBN reads "Anoop shines in American Idol" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reality show where Indians doesn't even get to vote and where an Indian is trying to showcase his talent is to be praised here ! &lt;br /&gt;Where are we heading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Idol gets telecasted on two days in Star World. It telecasts all the performances on Thursday and the results/eliminations is announced on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;This time I heard the result on Wednesday. And it was on CNN-IBN news channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Anoop Dog shown the doors out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are thousands of people being killed in Sri Lanka, when the entire nation is choosing their Neta, when a school girl dies of Asthma, there is a news about the "Indian" who is trying to shine in "America". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally disagree to the voices of the nation that support such activities ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go. Now its just AMERICANS in the American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;Danny, Kris, Matt, Adam and Allison .&lt;br /&gt;Who do you like? Well, Adam sings really well , but my vote goes to Kris ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Watching :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-2266643051692675823?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/2266643051692675823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=2266643051692675823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/2266643051692675823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/2266643051692675823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-its-american-idol.html' title='And it&apos;s &quot;American&quot; Idol'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-3616971947918455582</id><published>2009-01-07T13:42:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:06:54.754+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Celebration of Woman</title><content type='html'>These are the two articles I wrote for my office magazine and they got published !! :-)&lt;br /&gt;The magazine is named "Kshitij" . &lt;br /&gt;The theme for this edition was "Celebration of Women" .&lt;br /&gt;So the poem is based on "Mother" and the short story is Brother and sister relationship. Hope you enjoy reading !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post -1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SWRpghysbyI/AAAAAAAAEZk/t5BlD4KAckU/s1600-h/poem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SWRpghysbyI/AAAAAAAAEZk/t5BlD4KAckU/s400/poem.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288467869987532578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked her&lt;br /&gt;She kissed me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tortured her&lt;br /&gt;She nurtured me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I irritated her &lt;br /&gt;She educated me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down&lt;br /&gt;Her tears rolled down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke my neighbor’s flower pot&lt;br /&gt;She broke her friendship with them on that spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her I find peace&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel at ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crap I talk when I am mad&lt;br /&gt;She will listen even if she is sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to be outstanding&lt;br /&gt;It was because of her understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that she has done bearing the pain&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure nothing goes in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To her, I have a lot of things to say&lt;br /&gt;About her, springs up new thoughts everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;She stood by my side&lt;br /&gt;To show me the way and to guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her unconditional love knows no end&lt;br /&gt;For me, she will always be best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an angel&lt;br /&gt;We bonded without any gel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I was a baby&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have turned into a young lady&lt;br /&gt;I will love her as always&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;I love you mom !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“He and She”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SWRpV5Tt43I/AAAAAAAAEZc/p_azAoMrcrk/s1600-h/story.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SWRpV5Tt43I/AAAAAAAAEZc/p_azAoMrcrk/s400/story.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288467687321494386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today tears came running down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;He stood there watching her cry.&lt;br /&gt;“Happy tears “he said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;It was not always the same feeling he had for her.&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, care, love, hatred. He has felt all this with her.&lt;br /&gt;A mixed contradiction of all feelings. Women are complex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He recollected the first time when they fought.&lt;br /&gt;It was for a very asinine reason. He hated her with all his heart.&lt;br /&gt;“How adamant!” he thought. &lt;br /&gt;Women are supposed to give up and be compromising.&lt;br /&gt;“That is how I read in school. But she is mad “he said.&lt;br /&gt;To him, she was stubborn and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a time when he grew up. She grew up with him.&lt;br /&gt;She and her best friend were walking in the mall, one day.&lt;br /&gt;“Your friend is cute” he said. &lt;br /&gt;He could see the anger in her face. &lt;br /&gt;Jealousy! Women are known for it.&lt;br /&gt;“Why can’t she accept the truth?” he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had gone for a trip to Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;She returned back with a gift for him.&lt;br /&gt;It was a shirt. He liked it. He liked her.&lt;br /&gt;He loved her. But he dint tell it out. &lt;br /&gt;“Love “was one of her qualities, he realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered the day he needed her the most. He needed her to cry and vent out his feelings. A simple “I understand “would be her reply. But still he missed her. He kept calling her. But her line was busy; At last he managed to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did matter to him to whom she was talking to.&lt;br /&gt;“Whom were you talking to?” he asked&lt;br /&gt;“Ashwin” she said.&lt;br /&gt;A sense of bitter feeling ran inside him. Fighting it, he continued talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;A sense of possession he had felt for her and he realized it now. &lt;br /&gt;“Is he a good guy? Why should she talk to him so long?” and many more questions ran inside his mind. &lt;br /&gt;But he dint tell her anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today she was crying. He was amazed by the way she reacted today.&lt;br /&gt;When he cried she said “Boys don’t cry”. &lt;br /&gt;Her care was one he would miss in her. &lt;br /&gt;She was looking very pretty in her marriage saree.&lt;br /&gt;And now she was someone else’s wife. &lt;br /&gt;She was going to her new home. She cried for missing mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;The bonding was tightening inside him.&lt;br /&gt;But she was going away from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she came to him and patted him. &lt;br /&gt;She managed to smile at him amidst her tears.&lt;br /&gt;He let her go. &lt;br /&gt;“Love you sister” he said to himself. &lt;br /&gt;Tears rushed out from his eyes too.&lt;br /&gt;For in all sisters and in all mothers, there is a beautiful woman.&lt;br /&gt;Woman who is an epitome of love, care, understanding, sacrifice, patience, virtues, jealousy, arrogance, attitude and of all.&lt;br /&gt;Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-3616971947918455582?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/3616971947918455582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=3616971947918455582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3616971947918455582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3616971947918455582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2009/01/celebration-of-woman.html' title='Celebration of Woman'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SWRpghysbyI/AAAAAAAAEZk/t5BlD4KAckU/s72-c/poem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-6219292670686491844</id><published>2008-10-31T17:49:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:06:45.792+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colloquial'/><title type='text'>Indian English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It was during the last week I got to know that there is no word such as “Prepone”.&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of postpone is “Advance”.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t accept this fact initially, but then I googled and hit upon someone else’s blog where the person had explained about this. From there I browsed through a couple of links and landed upon this wiki page on “Indian English”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Quite funny are the things that are mentioned. Lets have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grammar tweaks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anglicisation of Indian words especially in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chennai" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chennai"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chennai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; by adding "ify" to a local &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tamil language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamil_language"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eg: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Did u oothify ink to your pen ?&lt;br /&gt;I will pazhivaangify him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My god, I have used these words so often in school days . lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag questions: The use of "isn't it?" "no?" “na” “uh” as general &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Tag question" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tag_question"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;question tags&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are going isn’t it ?&lt;br /&gt;Hey coming no ?&lt;br /&gt;Too cold na ?? - Use this and you will considered a person who knows good English :)&lt;br /&gt;Ready uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People from South Indian state mainly Karnataka have the habbit of adding "U" to all english words when speaking Kannada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Eg.LeftU for left , BusU for Bus.&lt;br /&gt;I thought people from Andhra use it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yaar, machaa, abey, arey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in an English conversation between Indians.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of the plural ladies for a single lady or a woman of respect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Saroja movie, when Premji comes with the heroine , Shiva asks&lt;br /&gt;“hey yaaruda intha ladies” :P&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was for us to laugh, but now I got to know it is for respect :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"current went" and "current came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (also, "light went" and "light came") for "The power went out" and "The power came back"&lt;br /&gt;“Current went” is more preferable and easy to use . isn’t it ? ahh.. Typical Indian I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of "y'all" for "you all" or "all of you&lt;/strong&gt;", as used in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Southern American English" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_American_English"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Southern American English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;, especially by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Anglo-Indian" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anglo-Indian"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Anglo-Indians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a style statement when you write mails J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overuse of the words "Generally"/"Actually"/"Obviously"/"Basically" in the beginning of a sentence&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually what I am trying to tell you is that generally Indians use these words.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it is not their problem. Obviously everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of the word "gift" as a verb : You are gifting me a new cell phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I say when someone gifts me something ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In South India, phrases such as "that and all", or "this and all" are used roughly to convey the meaning "all of that (stuff)" or "regarding that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: "Are they really going around?"&lt;br /&gt;B: "That and all I don't know. I just got the news." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of "chumma chumma" (Tamil:it means simply) at the beginning of a sentence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chumma don’t give me a reason . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unnecessary repetition of a word to stress on the general idea. Used mostly with words like Yes No Right Ok etc.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has attitude. Yes No. Right . OK. Fine . See you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casual references:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hill Station&lt;/em&gt;" means mountain resort.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hotel&lt;/em&gt;" means "restaurant&lt;br /&gt;My goodness ! they are casual references ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some words I leant after coming to Bangalore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of the word "&lt;em&gt;chal"&lt;/em&gt; to mean the interjection "Ok",&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg: "Chal, I gotta go now" at the end of a phone call&lt;br /&gt;“Chalo .See you tomorrow. Bye”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of T-K in place of O.K. when answering a question&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eg: "Would you like to come to the movie?" – "T-K, I'll meet you there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words unique to or originating in Indian English (in formal usage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;em&gt;prepone&lt;/em&gt; (to advance, literally the opposite of 'postpone') – And I came to the point now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mugging or mugging up&lt;/em&gt; (studying hard or memorising, - This is one good term I learnt in School though I never practised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pass-out&lt;/em&gt; to graduate from college – I am a 2007 passout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would-be&lt;/em&gt; (fiancé/fiancée)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;co-brother&lt;/em&gt; indicates relationship between two men who married sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'bla bla bla'&lt;/em&gt; to denote etc. or meaningless trivial conversation -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colloquial and slang words used in Indian English&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;buck&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rupee" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Rupee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.) - I thought this was American :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="wiktionary:funda" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/funda"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;short for fundamental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fundu or fundoo&lt;/em&gt; - great. Someone who has good fundas is fundu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enthu,&lt;/em&gt; a short form for 'enthusiasm' or 'enthusiastic'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;despo,&lt;/em&gt; a short form for 'desperate'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;senti,&lt;/em&gt; a short form for 'sentimental'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deadly", "hi-fi", "sexy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Gone for a toss&lt;/em&gt;", to mean something got ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;freaking out&lt;/em&gt; - used (loosely) in place of "..having a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these college slangs are unique Indian English.&lt;br /&gt;So no harm in using them :)&lt;br /&gt;TK . Chal. Meet you in next blog. Chumma don’t read and go off.&lt;br /&gt;Leave comment ok .&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I type adichified with great difficulty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-6219292670686491844?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/6219292670686491844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=6219292670686491844' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6219292670686491844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6219292670686491844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/10/indian-english.html' title='Indian English'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-7879445364856740776</id><published>2008-10-26T22:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:21:25.659+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparkles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crackers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv programs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival of lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muruku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diwali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhirasam'/><title type='text'>HAPPY DIWALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy Diwali :)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its Diwali and I hear distant sounds of crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Time for a little retrospection – I remember the time when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;was in school, Diwali was the most memorable festival for me. The bursting of crackers starts a few days before the festival. In the night, when all our neighbors start first with their flowerpots, followed by rockets the happiest times begin with a great pleasure. My mom used to wake us(me and my bro) up early in the morning( Early is not less than 6 or 7 o clock for us ;-) ) And apply oil in the head and we fight who has to go and take bath first. My mom prepares lots of festival sweets like muruku,adhirasam etc and it is not to be touched before prayer. We would be waiting for the prayer to get over so that we can take and start munching them ;-) I am not an eatomania either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;But still diwali muruku was not to be missed !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The strong competition starts between all our neighbors on the day of Diwali. Who bursts the highest number of crackers, who bursts all the high-end cracker (for e.g. atom bomb) and who bursts without any fear. I was one person who had always feared for bursting crackers. My dad used to shout from the balcony “Come on go and keep the fire”. But then when I near the cracker, the same time someone in the next house would come for doing the same. And then the fear starts gripping me and I take my step back. For to stand behind the gate and look at the cracker being burst by someone else. Always it used to be so much fun watching different people bursting crackers all over the street. At around 11 o clock the street calms down, we used to hear sounds only from a distance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Then we start watching programs in Television where you hear the same sound from all houses. Everyone trying to have his or her TV’s volume the maximum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I remember the first time when I burst an atom bomb. I kept fire and ran off at least a 100 meters fearing what would happen to me – The first and the last time it happened was in 1998. Now 10 years later I am sitting inside my house watching television and listening to the distant sounds of crackers. No entertainment. Just hearing sounds and a few sights of some children in the apartment who are holding sparkles and bursting a little lightweight crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And in the night colorful rockets adorn the sky and it is just an awesome sight to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yea ! I only watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Diwali dress was also very special those days. I would be waiting for the D-day to wear my new dress and roam around the area for one whole day. Now I get a dress whenever I feel like buying it, and no occasion needed to wear it. And today’s diwali dress is happily sitting inside my cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Times haven’t changed Only we have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Still the children near my old area would burst crackers the same way as I did , there would be someone who is very strong , someone who is fearless and someone who is not, someone who bursts the highest number and someone who merely watches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyways, it’s diwali and a little nostalgia in me does no harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I read somewhere that Diwali is a time when the darkness inside your soul should be lightened by the light of the crackers and sparkles. The best time to get out of depression by watching all the light around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So a great festival indeed !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy Diwali :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-7879445364856740776?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/7879445364856740776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=7879445364856740776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7879445364856740776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7879445364856740776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-diwali.html' title='HAPPY DIWALI'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-4981358234407311329</id><published>2008-05-21T11:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:08:40.049+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random Blog :((</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;To get a clear mindset coin all necessary is all i need to sit and blog?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is random. I am totally jobless right now that i am sitting and posting this blog.  I have been wondering what is happening with me all these days . When sleepless nights suddenly turns the other way. A good night sleep and i am not able to wake up in the morning these days. when humpteen number of sms suddenly reduces and ends up in me not sending even a sms per day. when talks to a friend has reduced more and more  and friend turns out asking random questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some recent questions to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whats wrong with you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why silent ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is this the way you smile ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are alright ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any problem ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are you tensed ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You never told me that !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What.. Is it so ?   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What did you reply back ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You fought ?!!?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you gone mad ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See, i m jobless. I told you right ! Mad world .. Mad people.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-4981358234407311329?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/4981358234407311329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=4981358234407311329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/4981358234407311329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/4981358234407311329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-blog.html' title='Random Blog :(('/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1366644193026597354</id><published>2008-02-26T14:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:29:57.345+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mughal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumtaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodha bai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akbar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taj mahal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shahjahan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jahangir'/><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces of History !!</title><content type='html'>Provoked to write this blog after watching the movie “Jodha Akbar “. (Similarities to Sharma and Symonds regretted :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of Mughal Emperors is quite astounding.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt history in school, but none seemed to teach me all these.&lt;br /&gt;The list of emperors goes like below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABUR -- HUMAYUN -- AKBAR -- JAHANGIR – SHAHJAHAN – AURANGAZEB—BAHADUR SHAH --- …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of these emperors lived with single wife. I guess it is a shame for them if they had only one wife earlier. Starting from the story of Akbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Akbar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the greatest emperor among the Mughal emperors.&lt;br /&gt;He has done a lot of good to people and so is highly honored.&lt;br /&gt;Akbar married three Mughal princesses and one Rajput princess.  Total Count =4  :)&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Mariam-uz-Zamani née Hira Kunwari and was also known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jodha&lt;/em&gt; Bai&lt;/strong&gt;, not in her lifetime but later.&lt;br /&gt;According to the film “&lt;em&gt;Jodha Akbar&lt;/em&gt;” their love is great,pure, gentle and Akbar not only won people’s heart being a good king but also his wife’s heart. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes his son &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jahangir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He is also known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knows &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salim –Anarkali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; story.&lt;br /&gt;Anarkali was a normal courtress. But still Salim liked her because she was very beautiful.Akbar was against their love and some sad incidents happened and it ended Salim Anarkali story.&lt;br /&gt;Jahangir had three wives then. History quotes one of his favorite wives is &lt;em&gt;Princess Manmathi&lt;/em&gt; who is Shahjahan’s mother. But even after this Jahangir was attracted towards &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nur Jahan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because of her appealing beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Salim – anarkali Salim –manmathi Salim –Nur Jahan .&lt;br /&gt;All three are pure love ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Succeeding him comes the hero of the Mughal kingdom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shahjahan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .He is very famous for he built a mahal in memory of his love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mumtaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But he had 2 wives before marrying Mumtaz and 6 wives after Mumtaz. 2+1+6. Yea you got it right. Its 9.&lt;br /&gt;But Shahjahan – Mumtaz love is said to one of the greatest love in the history&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taj Mahal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a symbol of love built by a person who had 9 wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahjahan was succeeded by his son &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aurangzeb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who had only four wives. The count has considerably reduced in his period. No offence meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And controversy about Jodha being Akbar’s daughter –in –law rather his wife. History says Jodha was never known as Jodha Bai in her lifetime. One of Jahangir’s wives was also known as Jodh Bai. (shahjahan's mother )&lt;br /&gt;And only because of this confusion, this controversy has spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now which is pure love, which is true love and which is the greatest love ???&lt;br /&gt;History rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1366644193026597354?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1366644193026597354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1366644193026597354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1366644193026597354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1366644193026597354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/02/bits-and-pieces-of-history.html' title='Bits and Pieces of History !!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-3059241455136775465</id><published>2008-01-31T16:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:49:05.117+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineer'/><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>It was during the Team Introduction that such a question was put in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What would have you been if you were not a software engineer? “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder. I wonder. I keep wondering.&lt;br /&gt;And startlingly some ten thoughts came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A school teacher .Playing with the little kids, teaching them, grooming and bringing them up.  Sigh... give up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LECTURER&lt;br /&gt;Teach budding youngsters. Have fun with them and. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;And always remain nostalgic about my good old college days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RADIO JOCKEY&lt;br /&gt;Yup. This is still an ongoing ambition for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to yell out ‘Good morning people of Chennai’. Radio mirchi or Radio city who minds. Someone please gimme a chance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOURNALIST&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you make out from my blog that I quite fit that job??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTER&lt;br /&gt;This is Jayachithra reporting from Chennai for CNN-IBN‘s cover story&lt;br /&gt;Shessh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGER&lt;br /&gt;At least one song.  AR Rahman... Read my blogggggggg: D&lt;br /&gt;I know you will want to kick me now. Can’t help it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most main thing.&lt;br /&gt;DOCTOR&lt;br /&gt; Yea yea…  I had such high scores and everyone expected me to become a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god. World is saved. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Software Engineer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hitting my keyboard and glued to my monitor.&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing more to add to this.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is the same case with you too.&lt;br /&gt;Different ambitions, different desires, but different destinations.&lt;br /&gt;But all is well...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-3059241455136775465?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/3059241455136775465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=3059241455136775465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3059241455136775465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3059241455136775465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/01/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-8647900854874400670</id><published>2008-01-02T14:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:36:28.147+05:30</updated><title type='text'>For Honour</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to SAP Labs India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was mighty.&lt;br /&gt;She stood in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at her with wide eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She had a welcoming face.&lt;br /&gt;She was majestic .&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure if she was going to welcome me again.&lt;br /&gt;I plainly left her and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;I missed her.&lt;br /&gt;I Wanted to adorn her again.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted her to call me.she did.yes she did !&lt;br /&gt;It was a place where thousands of people walked in with ambitions&lt;br /&gt;To make their life successful.&lt;br /&gt;Where great minds met each other&lt;br /&gt;And innovations blossomed.&lt;br /&gt;People exchanged thoughts and built carreer.&lt;br /&gt;I was a kid in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Corporate world was new.&lt;br /&gt;Bangalore was new .&lt;br /&gt;I sensed no familiarity with anyone around&lt;br /&gt;But she welcomed me.&lt;br /&gt;I was sure to smile back at her&lt;br /&gt;for she defined my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;My stepping stone of success.&lt;br /&gt;It was in one of those hottest days of summer&lt;br /&gt; when i had come for my interview.&lt;br /&gt;she seemed great.&lt;br /&gt;And now i see raindrops fighting to adorn her.&lt;br /&gt;she is still appealing.&lt;br /&gt;With trainings ,knowlegde transfers ,meetings and discussions,&lt;br /&gt;here goes a long way for me with my sculptor !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-8647900854874400670?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/8647900854874400670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=8647900854874400670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/8647900854874400670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/8647900854874400670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-honour.html' title='For Honour'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-7927370899172632287</id><published>2007-10-11T08:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-11T08:27:25.913+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was then when a friend was much ‘in need’ to listen to my most interesting (also boring) story. The wait starts from the time I reach college, awaiting my friend, only to bunk the class and talk in the canteen.Catching up no time to complete it, we chat online after returning home and sending sms and still passing bit papers during class hours and completing the story the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a high speed LAN or wireless connection in office, I login to find my friend online.&lt;br /&gt;And even before opening to tell her a hi, her status changes from “Available” to “Idle”.&lt;br /&gt;The wait continues for the status change and once attained, the reply I get on buzzing is “BRB- Be Right Back “and the status cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Friend: i am back.&lt;br /&gt; Me: wait for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Written after my friend logged out, when the 5 minutes wait time ended 45 minutes ago!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-7927370899172632287?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/7927370899172632287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=7927370899172632287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7927370899172632287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7927370899172632287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/10/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-6057475173450364552</id><published>2007-10-06T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:55:28.975+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomodation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paying guest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><title type='text'>All about PGs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;PG - The thought that strikes on hearing this is not Post Graduation but Paying Guest.The no of Paying Guest accommodation can be found more than the number of houses in Bangalore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Guest” – a term highly valued right from the age of Thiruvalluvar who quotes “Virunthombal” meaning “Hospitality” -Taking care of guest at one’s place.The kind of privilege treatment given to a guest at one’s place is known to all.What if the same guest comes, enjoys all the honors and also pays ? Royal Treatment !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you have such a mindset about PG .Come on ! Wake up. Eat Britannia and Think better !! &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In spite of paying, the guest doesn’t get proper treatment. More than the owner, the maids in these places show their dominance over the PGs. They neither give a proper response when you ask to switch on the motor nor even lend an ear when you ask for something.My friend has shifted to the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; PG in 3 months. And the food’s taste has gone only from bad to worse. You are lucky if you get good roomies [So what’s in my case ? lol] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I stay in a pg. I share my room with three girls and a few cockroaches and ants too&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are a few pg accommodations where an apartment is shared between 6 or 8 and home made food is provided with all facilities. And also goes the other extreme where even a kitchen is made into a room and shared between two people. Business tactics :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; But pgs are much safer and secure for girls compared to rented apartments.A pg where you are provided with food (intolerable at a very few times though) , maid to clean the rooms, good roomies to adjust, and in a good area nearer to your office , then believe me you are in the right place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; If some of you  think of shifting to a house because of the some of the below reasons, then here are a few things you can re-consider . &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BAD FOOD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The food will be far better than putting all our pain(after returning from tiring office work) in cooking and getting something worse than the present one prepared by maid. &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" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;COCKROACHES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cockroaches doesn’t know if it’s a PG accommodation or its an apartment. Even my friend who stays in a posh apartment has this problem. This is nothing to do with pg owner or your room.&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" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;SPACE INSUFFICIENT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you need space, go to terrace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Note: Warren Buffet stays at a 2 bedroom apartment which he says is enough for his family. &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" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;NO SIGNAL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The problem is with the service provider and not with the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Switch to Vodafone ;)&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" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;POWER CUTS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This happens not only with your pg accommodation but anywhere and everywhere in any city. Check out ‘The Hindu’ page 2 for more news on power cut regrets everyday.&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" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;COMPLAINTS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If your PG owner took two days to change your bad tube light to a good one. Stop thinking. We would have taken a week to first track down the electrical shop ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;So pgs, stop complaining. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Enjoy &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;maadi !!&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;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-6057475173450364552?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/6057475173450364552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=6057475173450364552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6057475173450364552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6057475173450364552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-about-pgs.html' title='All about PGs'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-7743046066013748006</id><published>2007-07-19T12:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-19T12:16:14.565+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangalore'/><title type='text'>Out of place :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Living in a new city has completely transformed me and has made me independent. I am no more dependant on so many stuff which I had been dependent on till a month ago. My day’s inception - Myself waking up even before my alarm rings or at times even when it rings I don’t snooze it these days. No wake up calls from mom or dad :((&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get my bed coffee. I miss my mom. It’s long since I watched television. I don’t get to watch jaya TV which is my dad's favorite channel [being admk ;)] he watches anything and everything on it and I end up teasing him. But now I miss my dad and his jaya TV too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get ready to college, me and my brother have our breakfast together, fighting who gets the dosa being prepared by mom. Incessantly teasing each other and pulling each other's legs. At the end the whole lot is at my favour.Now that during my breakfast. I find my way to the kitchen and then take the dosa and dine all by myself. no one to tease around and fight for the hot one, I miss him so much badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Driving to college on the IT highway in my Scooty has always been something I never grumbled about. I find myself singing along when I ride. Now that I take a lifeless office shuttle to my office, where my i-pod sings but me being in some other thoughts, I miss my Scooty and the amazing IT highway. The traffic is threatening and is sick at Bangalore. I rarely go by bus in Chennai but then i have made note of bus routes from my place to MG road or commercial street and to the railway station .amidst the heavy rush and long journey i am learning to like it.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd at my place is not all that new .It is familiar and makes me feel at Chennai especially Velachery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all the musings that one can lament over being in a new city, it is the climate of Bangalore that is soothing me and making me feel fresh. I relish my travel to my office in the morning with the cool breeze over me. and the drizzles in the afternoon and late evening make me feel pleasant. Watching the take off and landing of the flights, from my terrace makes me feel good. And must-to-be-mentioned my workplace is cool and I would be exploring much newer aspects of my new adventures in the outside world independently!!&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/26869467-7743046066013748006?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/7743046066013748006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=7743046066013748006' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7743046066013748006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/7743046066013748006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/07/out-of-place.html' title='Out of place :)'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-6386929854082418080</id><published>2007-06-27T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:38:06.454+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangalore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Of packing and moving !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moving to a new place never meant SO MUCH to Me. Yeah it’s all-new.With lots of advices and wishes I am set for moving on! :)&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;SET?? Ahem. This cannot be from tip to toe true .I have no mood to move on! I am just lazing around in my home, and now its all very tough!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Packing to an out-station for tours and trips just stopped with taking up all necessary stuffs like dress, paste-brush-soap, comb, etc. But now the list seems to be completely long including vim, surf, hanger, clips, clock, etc., etc. Why not it includes my passions –Books and Music.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I make sure my mp3 player is loaded with all my favorite collections, my pen drive, digital camera and its battery charger is in. Call Me a Technical Savvy! I wanted to have a video I-pod (will get in august probably).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Name it Technological Development! &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I read an article in today’s paper classifying youth into two categories - those who are equipped with all tech gadgets &amp; gizmos and the second “the wannabe’s”&lt;span style=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Yeah! Technical gadgets seem to have taken over our life and define self and no exceptions are made for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Moving to one of the advanced cities (read: Bangalore) in India, I don’t know how it’s all going to be for me. Catching trains or buses to come home during the long awaited weekends has already become my nightmares! The climate in Chennai is cool (!!) and I assure everyone that this is how Bangalore is going to be. Assurances apart but I WILL miss home like hell (understatement!!) and why not my good ol’ Chennai! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So keeping this post short and will get back to you with my musings at the new city sooner!&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;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-6386929854082418080?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/6386929854082418080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=6386929854082418080' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6386929854082418080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6386929854082418080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-packing-and-moving.html' title='Of packing and moving !'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-125994329874603928</id><published>2007-06-21T01:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:12:34.947+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonder'/><title type='text'>Incomplete !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I still couldn't give a reasonable answer to people as to why I blog .&lt;br /&gt;And even now I don't find a reason why I am hitting my screen with all these letters when it is time for someone (of course that's ME) to have a good night sleep. I am keeping up the good English grammar in my write up &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sometimes wonder. Yeah I just keep wondering. I couldn’t myself make out what I mull over.Myriad of thoughts seem to subsist in my mind at the same time, leaving me baffled. I haven't watched Thalaivar's movie yet I wake up on a Saturday and find an sms "The BOSS is rocking". Then someone tells me its not all that great.Another friend tells me its not Rajini's movie its Shankar's movie.&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever the case may be why should I probably take space to put up them? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soon after my exams I wanted to write about my 4 years of college, but I dint. "Bloggers block" I haughtily call it as, but up to what extent has the block affected me.&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Or at times I can iterate my status to be "busy ". I am really busy speculating about nothing at all. &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The clock in my room shows 5.30 and my system time is 1.23 pm and I don't even know the actual time. It is only a little nothing that I have in my mind made me write this blog. I just start this blog wanting to tell about something but my mind&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;wavers. I wonder if I have to write about my new job or about my college life or about anything at all. I just open my window to look at the starry sky. And yea I am wondering who is looking at then same star from elsewhere. Impressed by the message,&lt;br /&gt;"When you are missing me try to look at the star in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are not in the same place we may be looking at the same star"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wonder I should have been familiar with all the theories in science. I still make reminders for making some phone calls and I haven't done them yet!I have mixed feelings as to how my work is going to be.I wonder about the communities on orkut- "not all relationships have names"(??)&lt;br /&gt;And quite weird is "nobody knows I am crying" and if you are a part of this community, then everyone probably knows you cry. Silly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 year and 2 months at blogspot and I still don't write anything sensible huh?? To sip a cup of coffee is all my desire right now but I know how traumatic it is to do that .I haven’t&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gone nuts. Should have I gained more general knowledge or more knowledge on movies or on politics or on music or on literature or on. The list goes on ..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unclear thoughts and incomprehendable memories ..&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wish I wrote posts like "I sat there looking at the sea and it was beautiful".&lt;br /&gt;Now I accidentally hit my mobile. I had almost forgotten its existence and the time is 00:32 and I have some excuses to be awake now .My system time is 2.24pm. I am still clueless. I leave this post incomplete. when I was almost done with this blog there was some crash and Microsoft Word quit unexpectantly and it is then that I realized how meaningless it had been to my system too but then found it as Rescued Document in My documents .Its worth my time and pain !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-125994329874603928?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/125994329874603928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=125994329874603928' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/125994329874603928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/125994329874603928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/06/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete !'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-3998034598076841188</id><published>2007-04-23T16:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:32:11.089+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t nagar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiplexes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auto'/><title type='text'>LOVE YA CHENNAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prologue: This one was written for a contest !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Come South, here I am welcoming you to a city of diverse ethnicity, the alluring metro CHENNAI.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;20 years in this city has marked a great difference not only in me but also in anyone who loves the place not only as city but also as a mother. A city with amenities like Multiplexes, Shopping malls, and Food courts, beaches, and lots and even lots more. Chennai offers you world class living milieu.&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;        Wanna drive on a lane that is traffic-free as in the US, then take a drive down the IT corridor leading to the ECR driveway. Wow ! Chennai rocks.&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;        Jaded of the serene drive ,get into the city ,explore the congested areas of Chennai . Mount road , Kathipara junction , T nagar – This is Chennai making you have a amusing drive in high traffic .Experience and have fun !&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;        So now are you dead beat of self –driving . So why wait ? Get into an auto, share auto or bus .Experience the bitterness of life. Fight with the auto driver for the high fare. But still amidst all these , our chennai autos get you to the desired destination in time and your work is done !&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;        Are you a software engineer , earning in thousands .If you are swaggering that you have only hundreds and dollars and credit cards in your purse , then why don’t you try “One day bus travel “ Get into one of the MTC buses , give your hundred or fifty for exchange of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ticket . The next word that comes out of our conductor is “Change ??” So if your answer is No, now be ready .Our conductor is to shower his abuses on you . This is Chennai helping you to experience every little thing in life. &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;        Whacked of work all through out the week.So its Sunday and where to head ??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;        Chennai is famous for its Beaches. So go to the beaches of Chennai either Marina or Elliot’s or those on the ECR. Grandeur of beach or Garbage of Beach – you can enjoy both in Chennai.&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;        IT parks, Tech parks ,Food courts&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;, Cultural events , music festival , traffic diversion , flyover construction – The one place with all these and anything you want . Thats my Chennai. Love ya chennai. &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;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-3998034598076841188?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/3998034598076841188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=3998034598076841188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3998034598076841188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/3998034598076841188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-ya-chennai.html' title='LOVE YA CHENNAI'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-1032686261583844245</id><published>2007-04-17T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:31:25.449+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unnale Unnale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeeva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tanisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harris Jeyaraj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Unnale Unnale</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;“God created men first. So that means men are superior “.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“ There is a need for trial before perfection. So obviously women are a cut above and perfect than men “ – This is how the story of “Unnale Unnale” – a film by Jeeva begins. After creating much waits, the film has hit the screen on Tamil New Year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The spat between who is superior is carried out through out the movie by Karthik (debut Vinay) and Jhansi (Sadha). “Love at first sight “ still being adopted in Tamil movies is no exception for Karthik to fall in love with Jhansi. Their love blossoms with much of Jhansi’s doubts and expectations troubling Karthik who loves to enjoy his life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So at one point of time they both take their own roads.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Karthik is sent on an assignment to Australia where on his trip he meets Deepika (debut Tanisha) who is friendly, bubbly and too cool for a gal. Jhansi and Deepika work for the same firm. The triangle love story begins here when Deepika falls in love with Karthik. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With not much twists and turns Jhansi still never lets her ego go off, but goes off from Karthik.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story tries to adopt many scenes and portrayals from some bollywood movies. Raju Sundaram and Srinath whose glimpse in the first few minutes of the movie along with the hero make us conjure up the three friends of “Dil Chahta hai “ – The same funky, cool guys who ever like to have fun and hang out with girls.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jhansi’s portrayal in the movie as a solemn, somber girl and Karthik asking her to smile and live life every moment creates nostalgic reminiscences of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Kal ho na ho”.&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;Cast and Crew:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sadha has no role in the movie other than fighting, arguing with karthik or staring at the camera irately. Tanisha who has done her part well needs some applause, but Kollywood is not the right place for her. Vinay doesn’t create a sense amidst the audience that he is a debut, the music of Harris Jeyaraj and picturization of songs and scenes shooted at Australia are good. “June ponal “ definitely needs a good round of applause. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With an out of the blue climax, though a normal one, the film with rich scenes which doesn’t stay in our minds after 3 hours could be described as “A fad not worth for a movie. “&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-1032686261583844245?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/1032686261583844245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=1032686261583844245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1032686261583844245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/1032686261583844245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/04/unnale-unnale.html' title='Unnale Unnale'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-6007271937074217233</id><published>2007-03-08T23:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:30:23.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What to name this??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had been thinking of writing about this for a long time .But dint.Now since i am not occupied with anything else,i am writing this. Its worth my blog page ..lol.And on much demand i have used the names of the people involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;JU (JANGI) , Olive (Lavs) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor characters&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gul ,Div ,Subhi ,JC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters potrayed in this incident are absolutely non-fictious. They have two hands,two legs and whatsoever qualities needed to be human-beings.&lt;br /&gt;Some words on the characters before i move on:&lt;br /&gt;The most happening person in my class &lt;strong&gt;JANGI&lt;/strong&gt;-Became popular as "&lt;strong&gt;JU gal&lt;/strong&gt;" after "&lt;strong&gt;Those 9 hours&lt;/strong&gt;" . Sorry,revelations has limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olive&lt;/strong&gt; -named so because she likes someone like '&lt;strong&gt;Brutus&lt;/strong&gt;'- &lt;strong&gt;Miss.Laughing Beauty&lt;/strong&gt; of my class.Tell her the worst joke,she will laugh for ten mintues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JU has SCOOTY PEP . Sorry the name reads so.But it is just an engine surrounded by some metal guards.It has starting trouble.You will never know when this so-called-vehicle(&lt;strong&gt;SCV&lt;/strong&gt;) will stop .And if you are a co-rider ,then definitely you have to be ready to get down amidst heavy&lt;br /&gt;traffic because of some problem in the SCV.[Experience of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIV and GUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;].It has headlights but they do not glow at night (not in day either).There is something called a brake which a vehicle should have.But tis SCV will stop only if you go and hit somewhere.You can turn on the ignition and sit on the SCV to reach your destination. And Olive gets lift till Guindy on this SCV.Sometimes Gul also joins them.Triples on SCV.Sad story .&lt;br /&gt;This incident took place in the last week October.The day before Olive's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Parking Lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Olive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-hey jangi i have to go home early today .Tomorrow my birthday na,so i have to go and do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jangi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Why worry when you come with me..[Thats the biggest worry]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju and Olive riding .Suddenly a big pit.. Olive notices that before JU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Olive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Jangiiiiiiiiiiiii....&lt;br /&gt;Jangi's immediate reaction- She turns back to find out what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jangi&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;trying to face Olive) - What??&lt;br /&gt;[next only sound]&lt;br /&gt;SCV is lying on one side.Our Heroines -JU and Olive on the other side.Both of them laughing together.But Olive starts to have tears.Now as per the rules of the roads in Chennai,some third party comes for help.SCV is being lifted and placed in a corner.Olive is asked to relax.Now Olive searches for JU.. [enge?? enge??]&lt;br /&gt;JU is still lying in pit .What is she doing??&lt;strong&gt;JU is messaging SU&lt;/strong&gt;... [wow~~Now is SU gonna appear in the scene?] nah !! :( :(&lt;br /&gt;JU endures sever damage in the knee .She has had wounds and scratches&lt;br /&gt;in legs and hands.Same case with Olive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night my cell beeps. Its a message from Subhi.She rarely has balance to message from her mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;subhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"Hey JC ,Jangi and lavs met up with accident"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-"oh what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;she narrates me.Then i call up JU . and to my suprise i got her line .After "those 9 hours" JU's line had been difficult to obtain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Hey what happened .You met up with accident? how ? how are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ju&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;She did nothing other than laughing.Then narrated something.After some 3 days JU and Olive make up to college.And i repeat the story to everyone who asks me,teasing JU and Olive.They keep laughing.Now everything is fine. 4 days left for end semester exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now JC on wheels. Riding her Scooty .NO, this is not SCV .Its quite perfect. And what happens??Yea,i met up with an accident on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Velachery Main Road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol.and i too fell in a pit .The road was wet and slippery and velachery main road is worse during late evenings.[goddamn velachery road]And got wounded up in knee and worst,in my chin too.I messaged JU saying the 'co-incidence' . or to tell that her prayers have been fulfilled.Then my phone keeps on ringing.Ramya calls and showers her utterly concern over me.JU calls .. She laughs and laughs ..Subhi calls..Div&amp;Gul msg and scold me for careless driving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olive's msg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- "hey you also fell down like us.. hahahahehe. You are not able to open mouth too huhuhu:) :D :D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reply- Undisclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groundnut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of my class calls up and then spreads the msg to all .Now i turn up for end semester exam (managed to walk till exam hall).Everyone inquires about accident and health.After exam,renamed as "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" by Ramya's 'you-know-who' [Sorry ramya ;)].And i took the Velachery road after that only twice. Managed to take my stride along the IT highway .&lt;br /&gt;And i even gave a treat for this accident !&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/26869467-6007271937074217233?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/6007271937074217233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=6007271937074217233' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6007271937074217233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6007271937074217233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-to-name-this.html' title='What to name this??'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-2021416538483313736</id><published>2007-03-06T20:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:26:17.860+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ascendas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reply'/><title type='text'>Unanswered Answers !!</title><content type='html'>When I told &lt;em&gt;Ramya&lt;/em&gt; that this is going to be my blog for the day, she asked me if its "Unanswered questions or answers" .Readers with the same confusion ,its the answers which i haven't answered to the questions so far.And yea to people who don't know Ramya,its better you don't know ! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am totally jobless today .Had nothing to do other than publishing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions from people really sound obvious that i never reply to them.&lt;br /&gt;Listed below are some samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am online in YM and suddenly a window pops out asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sender-undisclosed]:&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Hey JC you alive ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how can i be online if i am dead ?? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i get into the sms. Annoyingly interesting sms i should mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms1&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-"hey you there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reply-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;where?&lt;/span&gt; (but i ve ne'er replied this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg1 to 'class' - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"ethics portions chap 1 according to syllabus.Its unit 1,2 acc to Mike martin book"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reply 1- &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There are two books -white and green and topics arent the same.Which one are you referring to?&lt;/span&gt; [hmm sensible qtn!]&lt;br /&gt;my reply- &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the green one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg2 to 'class' - &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hey ppl,if you have green book its chap 1 and 2 .If its white or some other color book pls refer to the syllabus and check out the topic for yourself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reply2- From the '$%#%#%' of my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;hey i have green book ,which chapter to study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Unanswered ans - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Censored &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(really )&lt;br /&gt;reply3- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hey i have white book and all topics are different.So cancel tomorrow's test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Unanswered ans - &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sure darling...What job on this earth have i got other than doing things you say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;XXX - &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;why so much portions for tomorrow's test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Unanswered ans - &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Because i prayed to offer 108 coconuts at the temple if the portions are this vast .. [my usual terms-to be simpler -' &lt;strong&gt;venduthal'&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some more questions : Merely fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Why is ascendas/beach/T nagar so bloody crowded today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;My usual stare!! What else could i offer to the Great Lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geethu&lt;/em&gt; - JC .. Are you free ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;"In what context should i take this question. Be specific ..lolzz.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- hi,are you messaging from someother number? sent:11.45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"I dont message from my no itself. why would i do from someother number"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more answers:&lt;br /&gt;Why did you delete your orkut account?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No reason !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you write blogs?-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Because i like them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wont be interested when you write about issues involving you -&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its my wish, my blog page and i can write anything i want to.You people can stay away if they aren't interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't your sms count get over for the day?-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its because i don't sms&lt;/span&gt; [silly!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more unanswered - still unanswered..lolzz :)&lt;br /&gt;what classes have you cancelled for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;will abcd professor come to class tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Will we definitely have assessment tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not get a reply from me its either one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1)I dint get or read your message yet !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2)I dont have balance to reply or there is some network problem ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3)I dont like to reply you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4)I dont like you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess the Unanswered answers are revealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-2021416538483313736?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/2021416538483313736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=2021416538483313736' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/2021416538483313736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/2021416538483313736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/03/unanswered-answers.html' title='Unanswered Answers !!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-6346407026526757426</id><published>2007-01-14T18:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:51:06.518+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And miles to go before I sleep !</title><content type='html'>"The woods are lovely, dark and deep,&lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dint know how to blaze a trail of my blog. So I have started with my favorite lines of Robin Wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the people out there, if you aren’t apprehensive about my blog I m least perturbed. This is my own web page where I can post all the crap I want to, not for you to read wasting your time and whining later telling why do I write stuffs like this. Others move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog about “2006 in a glance”. Even jotted down points to be included in it but I was bogged down with yet another thoughts after my New Year celebration. No I was not partying. I celebrated my new year with the kids at KAAKUM KARANGAL orphanage at Thiruvanmiyur.  I sought after to write about the orphanage (also old age home) and my time there, how I felt, rather how the inmates of the home felt and ways to improvise. But then again stuck up with my activities. It would be quite a mirth if I said they were related to my academics. Okay. I concede that I was also with some other errands like orkutting (bah!! Jobless am I?? ), Watching movies endlessly on TV and dvds. My dvd player is almost howling. Turning out to be a movie buff!! Right now humming “tere bina” from Guru (after effects of watching that film??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must also put in the picture what else I did. I have joined as a volunteer in an NGO called “DREAM INDIA2020”. Sounds fine I believe.  I am in a few communities in orkut like “chennai social work “, “ help orphans”, etc., (don’t come and ask me if Mother Teresa’s blood is in my veins) and I had started a thread about my new year’s orphanage visit in those communities. The next day I check my inbox, I get a mail from an anonymous person introducing himself as Dream India2020 volunteer and requesting details about the orphanage I visited. I feel elated. To tell more about Dream India, this project mainly is implicated with the upliftment of the rural children. Dream India originated from fervor of a few youngsters and it spread therein across many cities in India and Chennai is no exception in the list. Right now Dream India is associated with helping the rural kids with their education, teaching them basic maths and English. It also helps to provide impetus and encouragement to the needy who are striving hard to live but still manage to study. Most of the volunteers are young college-goers and IT professionals and they aim to make a change. Talking to one of the volunteers, he said he had the inspiration from Dr. Kalam’s vision. A few people from my college are already volunteers and asking them how they got to know about this and their answer was “Orkut”. Now you understand why I was busy orkutting??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For long I had been thinking that orkut is really a waste of time though I was initially engrossed in it. But then in due course of time lost inquisitiveness and suddenly through orkut many things happen. “The real happiness comes from living your life for others”. These are not my words but of Amitabh Bachan’s in the film “BLACK”. And yet another notion from the film “RANG DE BASANTI “ tat youngsters can change the nation. Well I know many of us love these movies and do accept the thoughts so is Dream India, heading towards fulfilling Kalam’s vision with active youngster’s soul as its spirit and making MIGHTY INDIA where “EDUCATION TO ALL” has been achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I become conscious that there are&lt;br /&gt;“Miles to go before I sleep&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-6346407026526757426?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/6346407026526757426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=6346407026526757426' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6346407026526757426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/6346407026526757426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-miles-to-go-before-i-sleep.html' title='And miles to go before I sleep !'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-116566025584416448</id><published>2006-12-09T15:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:09:05.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>OUT OF KILTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Grooved onto the awe-inspiring music, Here I am after a very long time wit yet another blog of mine. [&lt;em&gt;PJ&lt;/em&gt;, especially on your demand :)] I dint know why I have become this bloody sluggish that I don’t even take time to post what I deem about . Myriad of thoughts seem to dwell in my mind these days .. [Hope I am not thrown any exceptions ]&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t make out what the premise of this write up looks like – philosophical or quite enthusiastic. Or it may even delineate me as a fanatic ..&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of what I have been doing all these days leave me apprehensive . Spoke to my buddy yesterday after a really long time n talking about my hustle n bustle activities my friend quotes my life to be “&lt;strong&gt;SUPER COOL&lt;/strong&gt;” [!!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.. I wanted to write about the grandeur of beach[ Bessy rocks big time :)].. The elegant sky which was pink. Wit me n my friends in beach.. on that exquisite evening..[Arrgg.. what happened next.. Now&lt;em&gt; Aish&lt;/em&gt; n &lt;em&gt;Rams&lt;/em&gt; pls don start scolding me !! ] But then I couldn’t get whatever thing more to write about that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ &lt;em&gt;Who cares&lt;/em&gt;” ..” &lt;em&gt;i am least bothered &lt;/em&gt;”.. “&lt;em&gt;So what&lt;/em&gt; “ .. These phrases are established trademarks of me.. I live in my own world mosta time. I have certain ideologies to what I stick to and I am very much self –opinionated. Its not that I don’t appreciate the opinions of others ..I am compassionate and empathetic . I am always ears . But still I don’t give up myself for the sake of others.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if this is what people call “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attitude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.. Or even worse to mark me as “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egoistic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”..&lt;br /&gt;Well need I have to concede to it..?? Egoism and Altruism . Egoism - giving up others for self. Altruism - giving up self for others. Good explanation I guess..&lt;br /&gt;Who is not selfish.?? who is not egoistic?? [ I am hunting for people who could give me a NO to the above questions] Man lives on this earth for himself and not for others. So there is nothing wide of the mark in being self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creator himself was egoistic.. he was self generated ,self motivated..[Read somewhere dude] so ubiquitously comes a “SELF” .. But then this doesn’t unerringly mean that I don’t heed about others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first man invented fire for the very sake that he wanted to bear with the cold. It was his self centered invention for his own wish. But he never bunged with that.. he taught that to his brotherhood and here we lit fire when we want to warm ourselves.. Hats off to the primitive man for being self centered.. So I connote to say that there is nothing without SELF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So accept everything as it comes.. Everything happens for a reason . Something must happen to realize something else.. It happens with everyone .No one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;You are born into this world for a purpose.. Realize your worth and set up a goal to find your foot steps well established.. Never let yourself down.. “ &lt;strong&gt;BE YOURSELF&lt;/strong&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/26869467-116566025584416448?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/116566025584416448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=116566025584416448' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/116566025584416448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/116566025584416448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-of-kilter.html' title='OUT OF KILTER'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-116136848304657265</id><published>2006-10-20T23:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:51:23.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm !! Hmmm !!</title><content type='html'>Here goes my nxt poem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I watch the ship nearin my reach&lt;br /&gt;When I was sittin in the beach&lt;br /&gt;Millions of questions inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;Walkin in the water is my dream’s rind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of happiness instigated &lt;br /&gt;Do dreams come true is still being interrogated&lt;br /&gt;With lotsa questions I was bounded&lt;br /&gt;There I stood confounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?? Am I strong?? &lt;br /&gt;Answers were perfect in my chutzpah&lt;br /&gt;Couldn figure out the reason for “why”&lt;br /&gt;“I dunno” was all tht I could say n sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time does bring close ones near&lt;br /&gt;And as it took me into my dear&lt;br /&gt;My life’s mysteries were discovered&lt;br /&gt;My wounds were recovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dint knw so long tht hearts talk n eyes too…&lt;br /&gt;Up in air drenched in momentous joy&lt;br /&gt;Wish it ne’er ends...with butterflies in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing?? Or was I rejuvenatin??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a question mark in some cases,&lt;br /&gt;But, exclamation mark in mosta places!!&lt;br /&gt;I do knw I will get wat I wantd&lt;br /&gt;What I want is wat is with me rite nw &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I will cherish&lt;br /&gt;“Everythin happens for a reason”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent whisper&lt;br /&gt;A strong prayer&lt;br /&gt;To my love is all me I wish to surrender!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-116136848304657265?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/116136848304657265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=116136848304657265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/116136848304657265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/116136848304657265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmm-hmmm.html' title='Hmmm !! Hmmm !!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-115790650988133247</id><published>2006-09-10T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:03:21.963+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm !!</title><content type='html'>This is nothing bt my own imagination..virtual character being potrayed here n nothin else!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He is so so nice..&lt;br /&gt;I keep staring into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tats whr my happiness lies..&lt;br /&gt;They made me mad .. I dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;but life is not jus to sigh..&lt;br /&gt;At spring mending time I find him here..&lt;br /&gt;And on a day we meet to walk the line..&lt;br /&gt;Spring is the mischief in me and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I cud put a notion in his head..&lt;br /&gt;Myself not least and honor him the most..&lt;br /&gt;Much I haven seen n known bout him..&lt;br /&gt;Gleams that untravelled world ,his eyes still in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;For ever and forever when I move they will ne'er wade..&lt;br /&gt;How dull it is to pause and make an end..&lt;br /&gt;By not making him my friend..&lt;br /&gt;Life piled on life&lt;br /&gt;were all too little and of one to me&lt;br /&gt;to talk with him merely&lt;br /&gt;from eternal silence ..something more&lt;br /&gt;A bringer of new things&lt;br /&gt;A partner in my sorrow's mysteries&lt;br /&gt;for shade to shade will come too drowsily..&lt;br /&gt;And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-115790650988133247?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/115790650988133247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=115790650988133247' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/115790650988133247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/115790650988133247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm !!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-115486140777417379</id><published>2006-08-06T16:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:20:07.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DECISION MAKING</title><content type='html'>Decision making is an extremely difficult task when it comes to the matter of human beings.. I read somewhere that human beings have DOG BRAINS. That is we[I assume only human beings read my blogs] all have a brain of dog over which a skin of cortex is stuck. Let me come to the point what I wanted to tell you guys.. When we take up some decisions it mostly is dealt with our emotions. We are dependent on our heart for whatever decisions we make. After all decisions are something related to be done with the brain.  Then where does this emotion come into action...? Especially it comes in place where relationships exist.. When u r asked to take a decision which involves ur loved ones..,then ur emotions comes to light..Why is tat it doesn't happen in other areas but happens here alone..? I am no exception.. If I had to take a decision I will surely listen to my heart when it comes to deal with a person..Some more things which involve emotions are seriously sick .. why are so many people take wrong decisions in relationships.. Ha.. I m digressing from the issue n movin towards relationships.. NO.. I will stop it here... I am simple at heart but complicated in the head and my mood depends on what follows what.. Mind rulers or heart rulers..Both people are good in taking decisions in their own ways..When listenin to heart humanity comes to action and when some ppl like me who have complicated brains take decisions its really hard to cope up wit it.. Its final.. No change in it.. cos the brain can think n give suggestions in the same way always..But heart is not so.. Emotions rule them n heart changes its way of thinkin everytime.. So whr was I?? yea.. thinkin abt somethin unusual n irrelevant..&lt;br /&gt;Currently listenin to: New York nagaram from sillunu oru kadhal.. awesome song..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-115486140777417379?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/115486140777417379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=115486140777417379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/115486140777417379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/115486140777417379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/08/decision-making.html' title='DECISION MAKING'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114811202864595296</id><published>2006-05-20T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:38:36.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AROGARA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Chithra is back after a cool trip to Kodaikanal… nice place… ensoyed wit my family…am not gonna write bout the Kodai trip or hw I enjoyed there… this is bout something else…Well, on the way I visited PALANI…  I have a strong belief in God.. He is the supreme power above us.. but some things tat happened in the temple really made me feel … Previously people used to climb the mountain stairs in order to reach the top… good God… made people active… But now Rope cars have emerged… When I visited Palani 15 yrs back ,I was a kid then (hey.. even now I am ) , we climbed the stairs to reach the mountain top…This time we dint ‘cos my dad is a heart patient n he couldn’t climb so many stairs… so decided to go by rope car… ouff!! The rush there stunned me… Not even a single soul was climbing stairs at that time… It was not even those sunny afternoons too ..A cool evening where one cud enjoy climbing mountain.. But no one did… People became too lazyyyyy… Times have changed… So have people…&lt;br /&gt;                        My mom bought the “Archanai plate” .. but it was not useful… the archargar said they don’t do archanai in the evening.. Hmm.. poor we… When the crowd was pushing me forward.., I seriously felt so irritated.. Everyone is gonna see the Lord  ,but then y do they hurry like this?? I was happy tat it wasn’t  any special day.. or else I would have been crushed in the crowd… know what… I cud get only glimpse of Lord Muruga.. The person there was pushing the people.. Jus a second, then u r pushed out of the place.. And for all this we have been standing for hours  there ?? this is not new.. it happens in Thirupathi too…&lt;br /&gt;                        The worst thing ever.. Archagars have started their own business.. He said give me 15  I will give u prasadham… Yea he gave me only kumkum,viboothi n three petals of a flower… people who are to serve God have made it a business… I was so much upset over this… came out  n there was another god’s temple… since we dint do archanai earlier we did it here.. n what.. here too the same business… For breaking the coconut , the archagar asked 10 rs .. He ne’er said tat initially ,but only at the end he asked for it.. 10 rs or 15 rs is not a big matter at all.. but the way they gain this is really bad.. Announcement goes in the mike tat don give money to outsiders who claim to do pooja for u.. but it all happens within…inside itself…by the archagars.. what is the solution to all these??&lt;br /&gt;                        Then came the Golden Chariot .. Aha.. To pull it one has to pay rs.2000 ..&lt;br /&gt;Too much I say… And the crowd for watching this is more than that.. People pushing each other to watch the chariot .. They keep on going behind the chariot.. Hey ..what ..only God’s idol was there.. see it once n pray…isn’t that enough?? Why shud one push everyone n keep on going behind the chariot…&lt;br /&gt;So many questions left unanswered… People’s attitude must change.. We go to temple for peace of mind.. But really there is no peace in such a place.. Only chaos n confusions.. Some thing must be done for all these..  I don’t know what could be done.. but things need a change…&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/26869467-114811202864595296?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114811202864595296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114811202864595296' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114811202864595296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114811202864595296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/05/arogara.html' title='AROGARA!!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114741735887447429</id><published>2006-05-13T00:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:23:16.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE ROAD AHEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;First time ever am gonna try my hands on politics. Though I had written one blog relating to politics it was just my opinion...&lt;br /&gt;With election results being announced in four states of India, its high time I need to present about them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAMILNADU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a TAMIL citizen I need to talk about my place on the first hand…The results being portrayed as TAMIL BLOCKBUSTER by the CNN-IBN..&lt;br /&gt;“KALAIGNAR IS BACK!!”&lt;br /&gt;This is the ultimate result.. People are rejoicing outside the Anna Arivalayam,the DMK headquarters..The results in the state:&lt;br /&gt;DMK + - 163&lt;br /&gt;ADMK + - 69&lt;br /&gt;DMDK - 1&lt;br /&gt;Others - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to Vijayakanth who battled strong enough so that he had won in the place where he had contested… Its really tough to win in a state like Tamilnadu where two giant parties are present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.J.Jayalalitha who won in Andipatti where she contested says ,she did her best to TN..&lt;br /&gt;Its her hour of agony now..Her party’s wide display of sycophancy seemed not to work out this time..She now has a bitter political rival who is in power…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalaignar M .Karunanidhi who is 82 yr old is TN’s next chief minister ..He had contested in 12 elections so far and has won for the fifth time now…He won in the Chepauk constituency where he had contested ..His free color TV and 2 rs rice scheme is gonna be fulfilled soon…These were his promises during his campaigns..Adding to this he had announced his first scheme well before he sworn in power.. That he wud provide Rs.50000 to women below poverty line at the time of their marriage..”Get over the rivalry in TN” is his statement ..His populistic manifesto has worked out in TN..He is to sworn in on 13th of May..The Congress support to the DMK has been a major reason for DMK’s victory..Congress makes the difference..&lt;br /&gt;While on the television I saw that “Kalaignar’s arithmetic worked out over Jayalalitha’s chemistry”… Hmm..well.. there is no chemistry without mathematics.. chemistry alone cannot survive.. So won Kalaignar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PONDICHERRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing of TN, where Congress keeps the state.. The results being&lt;br /&gt;DPA (lead by Congress)- 20&lt;br /&gt;ADMK - 7&lt;br /&gt;Others - 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD’S OWN COUNTRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving to God’s own country-KERALA where LEFT gets landslide victory..”Give me RED” this has been the voice of people there..LEFT returns to power here..The results of this state :&lt;br /&gt;LDF - 98&lt;br /&gt;UDF - 41&lt;br /&gt;Others - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will the LEFT take Kerala hereon is the question of the masses…While Sonia is disappointed with her loss in this state, rejoices the comrade V.S. Achudhanandan who had been CPM member since 1985..He had contested in the Kerala assembly 4 times..His party needed him more than he needed the party..The youth of kerala were found wearing VS ‘s t-shirts…Who wil be the next CM remains the question of the state at this hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UTTAR PRADESH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Record win for Sonia Gandhi at Rae barelli..She has won with a margin of 4 lakh votes..UP is now facing a sense of enjoyment plus victory..The GANDHI’S FAMILY AFFAIR has played in Rae Barelli..The Gandhi charisma is wat being mentioned here..But the Congress needed much more boost and confidence..Is Congress feeling galvanized? Is the victory that of Sonia or Rahul?? While Rahul says that his mother’s actions and the Congress workmen are responsible for such a victory..The Congress President Sonia Gandhi tells that her son had worked hard following his “Touch me not” style…Rahul Gandhi also states that they were no sibling factors in his family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUDDHA COUNTRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEFT sweeps in West Bengal too…It’s the seventh consecutive time that RED wins in WB..More likely to be termed as CLEAN SWEEP of LEFT..It’s a decisive victory..The results of the state :&lt;br /&gt;LF - 232&lt;br /&gt;NDA - 30&lt;br /&gt;Congress - 21&lt;br /&gt;Others - 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EC had been more vigilant in thus state and 82% poll turned out..RED carpet welcome in WB..Mr.Buddhadeb battacharjee who contested in Jadavpur constituency and won wil be the chief minister of the state..He embodies everything..Being more pragmatic he says that “ We made mistakes.. We have to change..” He is more committed towards people and his policies had popular measures..He swears to invite private sectors to WB.. “Industry is our future” he says..finally he is the one wit “Eye on the stars and feet on the ground”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASSAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assam,a state where Congress again faces victory…The results of this state:&lt;br /&gt;Congress - 53&lt;br /&gt;AGP+ - 26&lt;br /&gt;BJP - 10&lt;br /&gt;Others - 35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the Congress party dint meet the majority there is “Split” in the State and Tarun Gogoi who won in the Titabor district is likely to become the next CM..New CM is to be selected by elected MLA’s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are these politicians gonna do to the country…Will our country face a change?? Will all their promises be fulfilled?? Will people be happy never as before???&lt;br /&gt;Many more questions in the heart of the people of the country which awaits answers frm the elected leaders…Lets hope for the BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114741735887447429?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114741735887447429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114741735887447429' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114741735887447429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114741735887447429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/05/road-ahead.html' title='THE ROAD AHEAD'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114690935277431405</id><published>2006-05-06T15:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-06T15:25:52.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PAST KILLS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Retrospection… looking back… looking into t past…&lt;br /&gt;Is it really worth??wat  benefit do we get out of  it??&lt;br /&gt;I sat near the window of my bed,lookin at t vast sky n began to wonder…&lt;br /&gt;Arrg… I am thinking soooo much rite frm t time I started writin these blogs..&lt;br /&gt;Now am one of those bloggers who think so much n who is expressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While ma friend once told me tat “one must ne’er forget t past”&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno if I had to completely contradict this statement ..&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl wud hve helped us in past.. those things r ne’er to be forgotton…&lt;br /&gt;So wat am I tryin to tell here… ??? I’m lost … in thoughts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin lonely n thinking of things tat happened to u in the past..u feel down in the dumps ..&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad… lovely or hideous…  romantic or prosaic…&lt;br /&gt;Nethin mebbe..but each has its own effects ..&lt;br /&gt;Jus imagine u were thinking of something tat made u whimper.. u turned sullen by the thoughtst of those idiotic memories…suddenly ur seventh heaven is no more..u feel despondent.. u think of something which u felt tat shud hve ne’er happened to u… something tat made  u ask “ Y ME?? “ n it  comes to ur mind…&lt;br /&gt;Nw tat u feel t same pain again… the same wretchd feelings… tears start fallin   on u..&lt;br /&gt;Is tat all u hve been livin this moment for ?? jus to look into the past n find out tat it is only  a mere waste of time… u regret fr so many things u hve done in the past..”was I so dumb?? “ u begin to wonder…you re not gonna gain nethin  out of tis but then still u feel fr them..hmm.. may be even I was dng tis long back..but then stopped now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nw comin to the gud things tat happened to u… do u think recallin all those joyous moments brings u happiness again.. No way!! It only makes u feel murk… It makes u feel u MISS those moments of happiness tat u had once upon a time…u start to tell to urself.. “long long ago..so long ago.. I was happy ‘cos.. n nw I am… blah blah.. “  u cudn give up those memories… u begin to wonder y did  u ever grow up,.. u cud hve been in the same day, sme moment  enjoyin tht instance which made u feel on cloud nine… thinking bout it nw… u start to shed ur déchirure… aha,..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of those happiest moments in ur life… u begin to feel melancholy ..u feel sorry fr so many things.. “ y did it all happen n ne’er lasted fr long?? “ u begin to wonder.. Ponderin bout t past brings happiness to its knees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tamil film “Autograph” which rewinds back the life of the hero in the film … N it really made u weep rite.. u felt rite?? The song frm the film .. “Gnabagam varuthey.“..especially those lines.. “Etho ondrai tholaithathu pola… kangalin ooram ..kaneer varuthey ..”  True to the core..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looking back into past is always tough one I say…&lt;br /&gt;Be it good or bad… PAST KILLS!!&lt;br /&gt;So say “Au revoir “ to the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life has no rewinds n forwards..It unfolds itself at its own pace..So never MISS a chance to LIVE today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently hummin: You sang to me – Marc Anthony..&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/26869467-114690935277431405?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114690935277431405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114690935277431405' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114690935277431405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114690935277431405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-kills.html' title='PAST KILLS!!'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114663737899097647</id><published>2006-05-03T11:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:28:05.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EPPADI VASADHI??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Sittin n thinking wat shud be my nxt blog be bout, dad told me to write something on upcoming elections.. I dint feel like writin one cos I hate politics..&lt;br /&gt;But then now am writin cos one single sms made me write this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“kalla vote potta rendu varusham thandanai&lt;br /&gt;nalla vote potta anju varusham thandanai&lt;br /&gt;eppadi vasadhi? ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really begin to wonder if it was true..handin over our country to the politicians whom we trust are good jus to find out tat they’ve been “good for nothing”.. Lots of promises they make..but is any one bein fulfilled??&lt;br /&gt;I am now seriously irritated by the advertisements n campaigns tht r bein carried out…wanted to get out of all these for some time.. so switchd on t tv.. but it provd to be no more fruitful.. one channel cursin the rulin party n the othr channel cursin the opposition party..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of campaignin bout t positives they hve y shud they talk bout the negatives others hve.. is it all ways to gain sympathy frm ppl??&lt;br /&gt;As next week I am gonna cast my first vote.. I wonder If I hve to suffer for 5 yrs..&lt;br /&gt;“ Ethu vasadhi?? “ hmm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114663737899097647?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114663737899097647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114663737899097647' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114663737899097647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114663737899097647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/05/eppadi-vasadhi.html' title='EPPADI VASADHI??'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114646196871649436</id><published>2006-05-01T11:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:09:28.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DOWN IN THE DUMPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love…. While some feel butterflies in their stomach when they read tis … I feel off-color … horrible.. atrocious… I can go on …&lt;br /&gt;It’s when u loose ur own individuality n start dng things jus fr t sake of tat stupid person’s happiness… U keep sayin ur frenz tat u r jus wat u r n no one can take u away frm wat u feel bout u n then one “someone”  enters ur life  n ruin ur life….yuck!! it really sucks even to hear bout it… Someone gets inside u n  blemishes ur smooth life…Is tat all fr u cme into tis world… ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s when u start livin for t othr person…Ur life isn’t urs anymore.. the person gets so possessive bout u n worst of all.. EXPECTATIONS  burgeons…Whn u do nt act in accordance to his/her expectation then u must be really strong enuff to bear wit t person…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a parasite… u r the host n it gets inside  u, lives in u,takes full advantage of u n spoils  u at the end… It eats away ur happiness… U really begin to wonder if rainbow has seven colors ??  (wat a phrase!!u r dng gr8 chitra) U hve sleepless nights.. U need to bother bout each n every act of urs… It hurts to the core!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U cannot talk wit any one else.. u need to re-think before u do any job.. think bout wat?? If  tat someone wud like it or not… u take each n everythin deep inside u n start feelin for them… n if tat someone breaks up , u wil feel tats t end of life fr u …&lt;br /&gt;Do ya need all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fall in river,ters boat..&lt;br /&gt;Fall in well,ters hope..&lt;br /&gt;Ne’er fall in love…&lt;br /&gt;Ters no HOPE!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : this blog ws nt meant to hurt anyone’s sentiment…Its jus hw I feel bout love…&lt;br /&gt;1000ds of sorry if it had hurt anyone unintentionally.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114646196871649436?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114646196871649436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114646196871649436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114646196871649436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114646196871649436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/04/down-in-dumps.html' title='DOWN IN THE DUMPS'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114595004777311116</id><published>2006-04-25T12:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:57:27.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CHARLIES ANGELS</title><content type='html'>As the name suggests u might be expectin me to talk bout the film, but its bout the Charlie’s angels of CEG, ANNA UNIV ’03-’07 batch… Charlie’s angels film tells bout three young women who r sensational, bold, courageous, best of friends..even though we don possess all the characters of the three Charlie’s angels in the film, but we are called so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. no more  suspense. Lemme reveal who those Charlie’s angels are.. RAMYA, JC  n AISH.. . The best of frenz .. Met on 17th July 2003.. became friends on the v first day.. I still dunno wat made us attach so deeply to each of us.. ppl envy us.. We did our first semester of engineering together.. Great days in E batch.. Guess wat.. we used in sit together in the same bench whr only two can sit.. but we somehow manage to sit together.. funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta express my thanks to MS n SP ..They are the ones who christened us wit tis name.. We started having our lunch on the very first day of coll n believe me till nw it hasn changd wit us…We hve hanged out together, dined together…wat dint we do together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride.My mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when I’m happy, this is a good thing.When I get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get me out of it.But believe me these two chaps can get me out of it v easily…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw somethin bout these two brats…They value loyalty highly. they're completely devoted to their friends and family. Even if they totally screw up, they’re still there for them.&lt;br /&gt;They value generosity highly. So much so that they  often put their own needs last.There's nothing wrong with having a caring heart...But they  may want to rethink their "open wallet" policy.&lt;br /&gt;they value humility highly.they have the self-confidence to be happy with who they are. And they don't need to seek praise to make themselves feel better.they're very modest, and they're keep the drama factor low.they value tolerance highly.Not only do they enjoy the company of those very different from them...they do all that they can to seek it out interesting and unique friends. they  think there are many truths in life, and they 're open to many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can keep on telling..Nw something bout each of them in specific..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish , a v studious n sincere personality who has not changed althou she had been wit us fr t past 3 yrs..Night owl, she ne’er sleeps at nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“mudivillai etharkum inge.. irul mudinthuvittal pagal thuvangi vidum..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aana aishku eppo irul mudiyuthu pagal thodanguthunu theryaathu…&lt;br /&gt;A v caring person n gentle at heart..she is admirable to the core..down to earth..&lt;br /&gt;V understanding … lovely friend whom we hve got…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rums.. the rowdy of our coll… haha!! At first appearance she appeals to be a pukka peter..headweight.. etc.. but she’s exactly the opposite to what she appears thou rowdy alone suits her.. she has askd my name for more than 10 times in the first three days of coll.. She cn talk to any guy… V v friendly n helpful..v patient especially in listenin to othrs prob.. Thou she is sensitive she doesn show it out tat easily.. We hve difference of opinion in so many things…but still we got along well… afterall.. “Opposite poles attract !!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing tat hasn changed wit both of them thru these yrs is ME.. they hve stayd wit me n remained sane!! Ooff… Wat a lovely frenz… It's the friends you can call up at 4 A. M. that matter… tats t case wit us too.. Any relationship takes effort.. But our relationship is  effortless..Love is special when u give it to someone worth n I knw my love is special cos I hve given to these two… hmm..wat do I cal them… cn anyone suggest a word plzzz aftr reading tis…&lt;br /&gt;Dedicatd to my best of frenz meant to be forever… love… JC …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114595004777311116?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114595004777311116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114595004777311116' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114595004777311116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114595004777311116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/04/charlies-angels.html' title='CHARLIES ANGELS'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114594999276833015</id><published>2006-04-25T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:56:32.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MINNALE</title><content type='html'>“ Minnal velichathula oru ponna paathen..avalum minnal maathirithaan..oru flash..manase poyiduchu…uyir matun thaan baaki.. naan avala kaadhalikurenu nenaikren…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart touching dialogue… I hve ne’er  ever fallen in love wit something more than this for a film… I am an ardent fan of Maddy n I am crazy bout him…he has proved his best in this film n tats one of the reasons I like this film…The film itself is an excellent movie.. My most favorite movie … I hve watchd it twenty times in Tamil.. once in telugu.. 4 times in Hindi…this count is v low accordin to me…&lt;br /&gt;wat a film!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“uravugal thodar kadhai… “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This is hw t film start…Hats off to Gautham for framing such dialogues..ya!! this is true to the core… released on10th march 2001.. this film ws a gr8 success…I watchd this film in Koyembedu rohini theatre… I went for night show wit my uncle family..we enjoyed the film a lott..sucha touchin movie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“vaazhkaila thidirnu yaaraiyo sandhikirom..Appo namake theryum…ithu oru specialaana sandhippu  “…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This is hw Maddy feels whn he sees Reema fr t second time in his frenz marriage..I knew each n every dialog of this film…everythin is unique n special in its own way..The way Maddy talks is an plus point to it…No body cud hve spoken it better than Maddy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nenjai poo pol koiduvittaal..ennai etho seithuvittaal..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line, which stirs the emotions in u…        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each n every song is excellent work of Harris jeyaraj..his first adventure  in Tamil n he has proved to be the best..thou I liked “Vaseegara” song in the beginning..later my favorite song bcame “Azhagiya theeye” ..no one cn rate the songs..each song is THE BEST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Maddy’s way of approach in this film..Thou he cheats Reena by sayin himself to be somebody else… he ws himself to her..He had his own identity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivek’s comedy is sure to be noteworthy.. “enaku IG ya theryum but avaruku enna theryaathu”.. haha!! Excellent humour..he also tells a truth bout gals.. “ponnunga namma kandukra varaikum local muniyamma rangeku iruppanga..kanduka aarambichom international levelku altipaanga”… Its true ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climax of the film is the greatest plus point..Abbas proves himself to be a gentleman..and whn Maddy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ en per rajesh..America illa…local aminjikarai..naan unna love panraen .. nee ena kalyanam pannikiriya…”&lt;br /&gt;the whole crowd filled wit applause fr tis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnale is the best film … My all time favorite film..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114594999276833015?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114594999276833015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114594999276833015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114594999276833015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114594999276833015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/04/minnale.html' title='MINNALE'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26869467.post-114589996591670767</id><published>2006-04-24T23:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:02:45.926+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST BLOG</title><content type='html'>I hve always had a serious passion fr writing...I hve been writing so much rite from my school days .Be it essay writing, story writing, poetry writing.. I am always ter....So I jus tot y shudn I start my blogs ...Well whn I decide upon somethin its done n here I start my blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Thousands of thoughts ran across my mind when I started to think wat shud be my first blog. I wanted to write somethin, which is really worth spending my time in writing n guess wat my brother cme to my mind. PARTHIBAN ,my dearest loveliest sweetest brother is a software engineer.. So, in this blog shud I write bout him or the relation between me n him??&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Its quite difficult to write the relationship betn us cos we r more than words. He is like my soul...hmm..then shud I write bout him. It’s a tuff job of course. It is as bad as writin somethin bout me. Ok.Let me start shooting. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Parthi ,the bond tat we hold fr 19 yrs is jus a wonderful one..One thing tht hasn chngd bout him in this 19 yrs is ME.. Born on 13th november,1980 he is a scintillating personality.. More than my bro he is my BEST FRIEND. He is my 24X7 help desk..Any prob I go to him.. he has tolerated all the non-sense I hve done so far.. My bro has ne'er scolded me.. cn any1 on t earth do tat?? He has seen me grow,mature,talk,study,win,cry,laugh...All my laurels go to him...If he hadn been ter to encourage me or support me I wudn be in sucha situation nw..Tx bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parthi is a nice person to spend time with..He really talks a lot. a lot means A LOTTT... When u start talkin to him u do not knw whn the hour hand makes the full circle ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has low extroversion. He is  quiet and reserved in most social situations.A low key, laid back lifestyle is important to him.He tends to bond slowly, over time, with one or two people.He has low conscientiousness.Impulsive and off the wall, he doesn't take life too seriously.He has medium agreeableness.He is generally a friendly and trusting person.But he also has a healthy dose of cynicism.He gets along well with others, as long as they play fair.He has medium neuroticism.He’s generally cool and collected, but sometimes  do panic.Little worries or problems can consume him, draining his energy.His openness to new experiences is low.He’s a pretty conservative person, and he favors what's socially acceptable.He thinks that change for novelty's sake is a very bad idea.While some may see this as boring, many see him as dependable and wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             A magnetic personality...attracts every1 by his humour..i hve seen him transform frm an irregular lazy irresponsible brat to a fully organized responsible person..we were together for 15 yrs..Then wat..fate played its role.. His job was at B'lore n he has to leave me..Damn!! I cried t whole nite whn he said me tat.. Then he returned to chennai aftr 2 yrs.. n within 6 months he went to states.. I MISS HIM SO MUCHH.. But then we don feel that distance,cos whenever I feel I cal him n its almost everyday we chat  n mail each other... I HVE NE'ER EVER LOVED ANYONE AS I DO MY BRO... we both adore each other..When I was a kid Ramayana was screened in the television channel.. "Anna aamaayan" .. this is hw I catch t attention of my bro fr watchin ramayan..My bro still keeps sayin tat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Everythin in my life has happened acc to his will...I hve ne'er ever gone against his words..Who wud dare to go beyond t words of such a lovely bro.. We are like eyes and hand.."when the hand gets hurt ,the eyes shed tears n when eyes cry hand wipes them off" .. is this enuff to describe us... No.. this is jus like 1% of us.. OMG,whr do I stop writing now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            He resembles me in appearance..Ppl who see me easily recognize me as his sister..But he ne'er accepts tat cos he thinks he looks handsome.. haha.. He is brainy ,smart ,clever and quick witted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I cn write fr days  n nights  if I had to talk bout him.. But guess this is enuff fr my first blog.. MY BRO IS SIMPLY THE BEST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26869467-114589996591670767?l=chithrarules.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/feeds/114589996591670767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26869467&amp;postID=114589996591670767' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114589996591670767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26869467/posts/default/114589996591670767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chithrarules.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-first-blog.html' title='MY FIRST BLOG'/><author><name>JayaChithra Subramanian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303257795504214241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I83g8iqNzZE/SfM47hz1GwI/AAAAAAAAGI0/29zR7uRks4g/S220/Image0060.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
