காத‌ல் கிறுக்க‌ன்

சொல்லின் அறிவ‌தா காத‌ல்?
சொல்லின் அழிவ‌தே காத‌ல்!!!

பூவிழி வாச‌லிலே...

பூவீழ்ந்தாங்கே போன‌து பார்வைய‌ன்று..
என் ம‌ன‌ம் தான்!!!

குருதிபூஜை...

யார‌ங்கே..
வாயிர்காவ‌லோனே..
ஓ!
திறந்த‌ நுழைவென்றெண்ணி வ‌ந்தாயோ ப‌த‌ரே??
வாழ்வ‌ளிப்போர்..பாவ‌ம்..
வ‌ஞ்ச‌ம் அறியார்..இனி அறிய‌வும் மாட்டார்...

வ‌ள‌ம் கொண்டோம்..
உள‌ம் கொண்டோம்..
க‌ள‌ம் க‌ண்டோமாயின் புன‌ல் வெல்வோம்!!!

செவிம‌ழுங்கினாயோ..அறிவிலியே..
ஆள்வ‌திறை..
மாள்வ‌திரை...
பேடி முடிவெடுத்தாய்...
வீடு பேறு உன‌க்கேதினி??
விடுபெறுவாய்..வ‌ர‌ம் கொள்..
வீடுபேறு வெல்வோனுக்கு!!!


என் சோத‌ர‌னே..
வீணன‌ல்லேன் யான்..
வ‌ருவேன் உன‌க்காக‌..
வ‌ழியில்மாண்டால் உனைச்சேர‌!!!

என் இனிய‌ த‌மிழ் ம‌க‌ளே..

வீதிவ‌ந்ததும் விதி வீழ்ந்த‌தேன்?
த‌ரையில் த‌ன்னவ‌ள் கண்டாங்கே
தீக்க‌திரோன் த‌ணிந்த‌துமேன்...
ப‌க‌லில் ஓர் நில‌வு!


PS: That title just popped out of nowhere when I decided to post this! The Bharathiraaja Effect :)

Sharp mind at work!

Financial Crisis, Credit Crunch, Global Economic Turmoil, Financial Tsunami, Market Meltdown are terms that have become so clichéd nowadays that even I can write a whole page of crap on any of these and finally end up with the universal remedy that these are short term issues that will have a medium term impact, but will eventually be sorted out in the long term! None is financially ignorant today, even college professors (lighter sense please, no offense intended!)

How easy is it to make mockery of a system that has made you lose half your savings? It isn’t as simple, but then, forget it for a moment and look at the rosier half: There are millions of others who have invested much more and lost all! Isn’t that something of a consolation? :) No..Before you think so..I clarify..Am not psychologically affected or a misanthrope. Just that I am drowned and can’t see things clearly…

So here begins my journey to disprove one of market’s celebrated quotes:
“Buy Low; Sell High” -> 1

Does this make sense?

If you buy the scrip “Low”, you only have the option of selling the same unless; the idea here is to short-sell the scrip “High”. So if everybody is to buy “Low”, who will sell it? And if everyone is to short-sell “High”, how is it feasible to short-cover it when nobody is going to buy? Ha…This statement is just not right, if interpreted this way! There is something that isn’t all too obvious and has been left to be uncovered by us (or is it ME??!!).

So the logical conclusion here is, Low is High. Only then can I attempt to move ahead with this marathon effort of proving something so profound wrong.

If Low is High, then there has to be a time delay between Buying and Selling, lest there isn’t a profit by doing both at the same price!

Now, this statement can be interpreted in one of the following ways, assuming these were the meanings implied by the intelligent author of statement 1:
Buy Low Low; Sell High High -> 2
Buy Low High; Sell High Low -> 3

We try to prove Statement 1 by proving either 2 or 3

Consider Statement 2:
Applying fundamental Mathematics, this can be minimized to
Buy power(Low,2); Sell power(High,2)
Substituting
X = power(Low,2)
Y = power(High,2)

We get
Buy X; Sell Y where X =Y
This leads us again to a statement of the form 1! So there isn’t much of a case in trying to prove this statement beyond this point.

We are left with one alternative now: Statement 3

Buy Low High; Sell High Low

Here again Low High = High Low.

So this get reduced to a statement of the form

Buy A Sell A
Statement 1 again!

No matter how I attempt to prove this, I am just not able to go beyond statement 1 and prove it. Is it that, the statement has been taken to be proven by repetition rather than a solid backing?

Hehehe.. Can I get any worse than this? I write this as I am finding ways of declaring Chapter 11 in India!!

விழியே க‌தை எழுது!!!

நில‌வில் க‌ள‌ங்க‌ம் - விஞ்ஞான‌த்தின் வண்ண‌த்தீட்டு,
நில‌வுகொள் க‌ள‌ங்க‌ம் - அழ‌கின் ஆராத‌னை!!!??

கார்முகில் காத‌லி!!

Completely illogical thoughts follow!!The coherence across the stanzas does spray 'love' in the air, only to be splashed in the end!! :)

வான்தோன்றிய‌ வ‌ல்லின‌ம் நீய‌டி;
ம‌‌ல‌ர்மாளும் மெல்லின‌ம் நீய‌டி;
இடையேயில்லா இடையின‌ம் நீய‌டி;

வான‌க‌ந்த‌னை த‌ரையாக்கினாய் நீய‌டி;
வைய‌க‌ம்த‌னை விண்ணொத்த‌வ‌ள் நீய‌டி;

இணையில்லா க‌ங்கையும் நீய‌டி;
அணையுள்ளே காவிரியும் நீய‌டி;

காத‌லின் நெருப்பைத் த‌ந்த‌வ‌ள் நீய‌டி;
காமனின் க‌ண‌லை வென்ற‌வ‌ள் நீய‌டி;

என்னுள‌த்தாம‌ரையின் த‌டாக‌ம் நீய‌டி;
என்னுட‌ல் தாளா தாண்ட‌வ‌ம் நீய‌டி;

ஆதியும் நீய‌டி;
ஆவியும் நீய‌டி;

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பெய்யெ‌ன‌ப்பெய்திடும்
ம‌ழை!!!

PS: Political connotations to the verses on Cauvery, pretty intentional!!?? I stand amazed by this three pound thing called BRAIN!! :)

ம‌ர‌ண‌ம் மீண்ட‌ ஜ‌ன‌ன‌ம்...

Is there a relation between the two days that are thought to be the extremities of life on earth??

Birthday
The day when One stopped crying and the rest of the world started crying! (This is hysterical!!)

Death day
The day when the rest of the world cries and the One stops crying! (Of course this is only for the ideal person, but nonetheless, helps me in getting to a conclusion)

Here is the inference: When the present becomes past, the past becomes present!
I know this is cryptic (need I say, to the core??), but will I get what I mean by this, when I return later to this post?

Another add-on (too much of Firefox use leads to this lingo:)): Does my inference hint at the cycle of 7 lives?? present turns past turns present turns past and so on...

Wow..Isn't this brain an interesting creation??.. It is probably the only part of the creation that has been granted this power to create!!! (MySQL Access rights and GRANT ACCESS in play!!)

This post is a big dump of whatever has struck me in the last 10 minutes. I only wanted to write about the birth and death stuff (as the title suggests) but then..

PS: This post is an improvisation, inspired by one of my ex-colleague's GTalk status message which went something like this: Birthday is the day I remember when my mom stopped crying XX years ago! The best part is this thing popped up in my head, out of nowhere, when I was driving back home after a heavy dinner!!

இரு கோடுக‌ள்!!

யாரும் ம‌னித‌ரில் க‌ட‌வுளல்ல‌; உய‌ர்த்தாதே
ம‌னித‌மில்லா க‌ட‌வுளுமில்லை; தாழ்த்தாதே!!

I do not know if this makes any sense; but gives me immense satisfaction that I have been able to put across my ideology in 2 lines!

Duality reigns supreme!!

Love and Love Only!

Why is it that most men find their lovers fairer than other women?

This is Herculean for me to prove by experience and I do not assure the readers that I will approve this statement at the end of it! So I attempt a logical proof for this based on Set theory and Leo Tolstoy's famous saying: "All is fair in love and war"

To begin with,

The follwing statement is true, considering the stature of the author:
All is fair in love and war.

By the property of logical AND,

All is fair in love
All is fair in war

are both true.

Since, if (A AND B) is true, it follows that A and B are true individually.

We now focus on the first statement.

All is fair in love.

What this means is, if Love is a set (Set Theory), then all its elements are fair and none other.
So this gives rise to another set called Fair that, in this case, cannot be seperately identified from the set called Love. So we now have two completely merged sets: Love and Fair.

This implies that

Love is Fair

(This is the converse of the original statement: Fair is Love)

Now we know e raised to the power 0 is 1. (ie) e = 1, So Multiplying the Right Hand Side by e, leaves the equation unchanged.

Love is Faire

Now applying basic Mathematics, by adding 'r' to both sides of is (which I consider to be an abbreviated form of is equal to)

Lover is Fairer

Is this not what I sought to prove? Whew!!

All this for my love of Maths..!! Or is it Maths only??;)

The One!

The Chosen One is never Chosen!
It is 'He' who 'Chooses'!!

நான் அவ‌ன் இல்லை!!

நான் பிற‌ந்து துற‌ந்த‌வ‌ன் அல்ல‌; துற‌ந்தே பிற‌ந்த‌வ‌ன்;
நான் பிழைக்க‌ வ‌ந்த‌வ‌ன் அல்ல‌; பிழைத்து வ‌ந்த‌வ‌ன்;
ஏ கால‌னே...
நான் உன்னையும் வெல்வேன்;
என் ம‌ர‌ண‌த்தில்தானே உன் ஜ‌ன‌ன‌ம்!!

Ode on a Russian Urn!!

Dham Dhoom..Here is something that this movie has achieved. It has made someone as lazy as me get back to my blog after a long hiatus. That is quite something, isn’t it?

Now to the much-awaited movie…You get the feeling that this movie was completed only to stand testimony to the following (I know this has been attempted too many times, but I just can’t wait to add to that list):

1. There is always another version of getting the most clichéd subject in Tamil as a movie (A City boy loves a Gramaththu ‘Gal’) (i.e) In the long run the profits never go to 0 in-spite of innumerable number of firms entering the market!! (Microeconomics always applies somewhere!!). Here are the variables that aid directors and story tellers in coming up with variations:
a. Number of pairs (Mr. Ravi loves Ya Ali lady and looked like this Lawyer madam was about to fall in love with Ravi at any moment and that Russian model who speaks Hindi with a Russian accent for the first time in a Tamil movie (whew..do we need another proof that globalization is indeed shrinking the boundaries???!!) always smiled at him..)
b. Varying the domestic and foreign locales (Russia and Pollachi??? Here)
c. Bringing in the most alien looking girl in paavadai and dhaavani and profess in all TV interviews that she plays a ‘bubbly’, ‘cho’chweet’ ‘natural’ village belle.

2. Village Villains always have a sister who loves a guy from the city and they end up leaving their ‘Gouravam’ for the love of their sister
3. The Indian hero and heroine make an enquiry at some help desk (the restaurant here) and look away from the customer service agent immediately. It is only when this agent calls back in the foreign language that our guy gets out of his thoughts (that flash across his mind at that instant, though he may have wandered across Russia singing duets, rolling on the floor, doing nothing et all)
4. When an Indian and a foreigner meet in a foreign location, the foreigner is always able to converse in the local Indian language or there is this ‘appavi’ character at the edge of the screen who asks every now and then ‘avaru enna solraaru?’ to God-only-knows-who, for the benefit of the audience.
5. When two Indians meet at a foreign location, they always speak in English, even if the location were to be Pakistan.(Fortunately, it was Russia here). And what a pity, it was only Indians who knew English in the whole of Russia, as per this movie.oops…Does Putin ever watch Tamil movies?? If only that happens some day, I fear we may lose our close ties with Russia.
6. When the hero hides from the police (be it local or otherwise), everybody in that area (be it kids playing around or housewives who were cooking or the innocent heroine who was walking by) would be able to see him latching on to an edge of the wall (just as the hero of ‘Prince of Persia’ did in those DOS game times), except for the police, who wouldn’t even cordon that area off.
7. The hero is able to outrun (or outcycle to be precise) police officers (riding Kawasaki Ninjas and Harley Comets) on a bicycle and believe me, he was handcuffed. Why don’t these guys give Lance Armstrong a run for his money??
8. The hero is able to jump atop buildings with the ease of a monkey (even after being shot midway in the air), that Newton, if alive, would want to check if he were sane enough to propose the concept of gravity.
9. Police officers never shoot heroes on open roads where there is not a single soul in sight. They always chase him for 3-4 minutes before sending across a bullet that grazes the heroes chest and lets him totter around for exactly 10-20 kilometers when he falls right in front of a house that has an Indian (an unmarried Indian woman to be more accurate) who has all the time in the world to help him. Else they miss him because our hero has got this uncanny ability of diving into any body of water that he finds on the way, only to be rescued by the heroine at the other end of the same (this water body may range from our local Koovum to the Pacific Ocean) and dries up instantly to sing a duet. Our guy can do it all..’Confident’ than romba mukkiyam
10. The heroine has this great habit of catching feathers all along the road and says that is an indicator of something/someone good to come (and this is always the hero!!) Why not a promotion or a first bucket in the appraisal or a bike being gifted?? Who cares as long as the heroine doesn’t?


Hmm..This is all I can write now…But are there reasons enough to make this movie a ‘can-watch’?…No..but there are couple of positives: Anu Hassan being the greatest of them and the other, the INTERMISSION!!

All in all, this is an Ode that should not have been...

Here I am!

The entire Human race, except for the outliers, agrees upon the fact that the World is imperfect. What I attempt here is to prove a profound concept of Vedanta using logic (or craze, some may get that feel after reading this post) that makes a world of sense and nonsense simultaneously to different people. The concept of Vedanta in itself is sacrilege and sanctity simultaneously, to different groups of the population. Does this allude to the duality that is inherent in all and has to be comprehended better? I don’t have an answer to that. These are glimpses of thoughts that cross my mind.

Well, here is the proof:

There are 3 actors that I use in my proof: God, Human Race and the World.

If God exists,

The very assumption of existence takes for granted that He is omnipotent. There is no question of a less than complete God.

If Human race is perfect; the world would never have been left this way. The perfect race would have worked at all costs to make this world perfect and who would think of a power over and above the perfect.

If Human race is not perfect; He probably wanted us to realize that we could do what we always thought would be possible only by Him and left the World to be made better by us. Else why would He, who created the whole variety of flora, fauna, Earth, planets et al. leave this simple task behind?


If God does not exist,

If Human race is perfect; the scenario is no different than what was described when He exists.

If Human race is not perfect; Is it not a moral binding on us to make this a better place to live? The world is at our mercy and call. So do as you will, is the rule.

Now, why did I try this at all? I feel the above reasoning suggests that there isn’t a point in discussing if He exists or not. The bottom-line is, if He existed, then He wanted us to realize that we were as powerful as Him and that was because we were Him (or a part of Him, to those who can’t take the “Thou art That’ philosophy) and if He didn’t, we would be the Supreme power.

Both lead to the same conclusion: ‘Tat Vam Asi’.

I know this is a very crude (some may even think this is even foolish) proof, but one that will be refined as I inch towards greater realization.

Who am I?

I always keep saying that all humans are God; correction, it is only the humanitarians who are!

Inspired by Anbe Sivam..

இந்தியாவில் ச‌ம‌த்துவ‌ம்..

உழைப்ப‌வ‌ர்க்கே உல‌க‌ம் சொந்தம் என்ப‌த‌னால் தானோ என்னவோ ந‌ம் நாட்டின் சாலைத் தொழிலாளர்க‌ள் சாலையையே உறைவிட‌மாக்கிக் கொண்டுள்ளன‌ர்!!

Paint++

Another pencil sketch that I created today based on a poster that I had purchased in my UnderGrad days!! This one didn't come out too well. Probably because I had a heavy breakfast and was asleep half'way through this!!



I think I wouldn't sit down some other day to pen this; so I will also add my thoughts on the Z555. Why??

These images were captured using the new Sony Ericsson Z555 flip that I had bought for my Mother last week. The image quality (1M) is so-so and the sound from the loud speakers isn't as good as the W series phones of the same manufacturer. In fact it is pretty low that without the vibrator turned on, the device would end up being a missed-call dust-bin! No qualms were reported about the UI by my Mother, though I personally hate the SE interface. The phone impresses (would rate it 10 on 10) with its prism like looks and the small external display that is pretty useful. To me, the USP of this phone (the gesture control feature, whereby you can silence a call or alarm by just waving your hand over the phone) is probably the most worthless feature that can be thought of; Why would someone come all the way to the phone and wave over it..Why not pick up and silence it??...Overall a 5.5 on 10!

For all the trouble that I took to purchase this model (launched very recently in Indai and I couldn't find it stocked with major retailers in Chennai), the joy on her face on seeing a flip phone that she had always wanted was unbounded!!

I have also changed the car audio system from my old Pioneer casette player to a Sony Xplod GTS270 (After sooooooo much research!!). Guess what.. I gave my father a CD with MKT, TR Mahalingam hits, SV Sekar and Crazy dramas and he wouldn't even let me change it all the way from Chennai to Neyveli!! Obsessed...

After all, being jobless, has its own advantages!

Naan sigappu manidhan!!

Heights of joblessness! I've been out of job for a week now and one of the commendable repurcussions of this has been my revival of interest in drawing, after a gap of 10 years. Not that I am a great artist out of touch; It is just that I enjoy whiling away hours on a sheet of paper. Here is an attempt at creating Lenin(well, that was what I attempted, just in case you aren't able to figure out from the picture!!)using only pencil shading. Not a bad attempt.aah?? Looks like a cross between Che and Jack Sparrow(Johnny Depp) :)

Payanangal mudivathillai!! adutha padam to start soon..

PS: That was a fundoo title for this post!!

Manager???

To be a good manager is to make your team work WITH you, not FOR you!!

Computers...short of hearing..or lack of language skills??!!

Ennathan Computers Human-Beings mathiri ella kariyamum panna mudinjalum, 'shut UP'nu sonna vaaya moodathu, 'shut DOWN'nu than sollanum!!

In search of..

Enna than peththa paiyana irunthalum, entha appa ammavalayum avana avunga kalyanathula vanthu oru vaai saaptu poga solla mudiyathu!!

Am back!!

At this time of the day (or night), why the heck am i sitting on blogger..I've wanted to post something else for so long and I am forced to post this stupid stuff..one more of my crib session starts..
Now who on earth (considering all homo sapiens to be sane, which in itself is not correct, still I go on..) would think of this happening. A simple SQL server DTS was to be implemented on a Production machine (to which we had complete access) and we ended up losing all key tables on the database. Well, is this not something that deserves to be put in the Hall of stupidity..Why would someone run a drop script on Production? Just because we have access?? And the reason for my outburst should be clear now.. All fingers point to me now :(. Why the hell did I not review this implementation?? Fair enough. I accept my fault, but I was never told there would be one!!Who cares now??? I am getting ready to face a bloody onslaught tomorrow at office.
And these useless buggers don't have a recent backup of the database.The last one was taken 2 weeks back. Hurray!! How am I to create these transactions that happened in the past 2 weeks?
If you think God is Omnipotent, step back and think again. I bet He hasn't attempted a selective restore on a 230GB SQL Server file !!

How to name it??

Ithu idhuvarai punayappadaatha pudhiya por kaaviyam.
Poridum veerar puthithu, yukthigal puthithu, ayutham puthithu, porkalamum puthithu. Vidhimuraigal illai enbathe ithan vidhi. Porkalam andhagaarathil soozhnthirukkirathu. Por parai oorin oorathilirinthu ollikkapadugirathu. Itho veli varum senai...aa..ithu enna..padaiyilum pudhumai.... thani oru por veeran veli varugiraan kottayai vittu... radhaththil pootapppataa oli vaal mattume avan aayutham..avanukku mattume theriyum antha andhagaaramum avan edhiri endru..achcham illai...oli vaal sidharadikkirathu irulai...

edhirigalo kanakkil adangar..silar kannilum padaar! Edhirigalin ther vadivangal enniil adangaa...ratha saarathigalo vegaththin vilai nilam...vinotham..ingu ethirigal pinnirunthum thaakalam...abimanyuvin nilai panmadangu paravaillaye ena thondrum..ellai thoduvathe nam veeranin vetri...porkalamum salaithathu alla..kalathil medu pallagal irukkalamm..aanal avaye porkalam aanal??itho ethir varum edhiriyin paarvai nam veeranai nilai kulaya seigirathe! Avan kan imaikkak kaathirukum maravar palar..maranathin thoothuvar...kaalanin kaal padaiyinar...paasakkkayitrin perumai parai saatruvor...thodargirathu thaakuthal....nam veeranin vegam kuraigiradhe...paavam avan kangal thaakappattana...edhiriyin alavu kandu sirithaano nam veeran??....pazhuthaayina avan kangal.. ada unardhan nam veeran...tharkolai padayum undo intha poril??..

itho melum oru edhiri...vaayu bagavan than veerathaik kaata vanthu vittaar..nilathilum oru suzhal! Seetram kuraindha veeran adhil pugundhu veli vara...kannukku ettum thoorathil ellaikkodu..vandhe vittaan..vetri annayin kaipidi thoorathil..aaa...ithu enna en annayin kaiyil vilangu???..than kaiyil irukkum thiravukolai payanpadutha..aachariyam...thalarnthathu thadai!ulle nuzhainthan nam veeran...

vetri veeranukku vizha eduppor illai...veeranukku kalippum illai..radhathai pooti iranginaan...

avlo thandaappaa..athukku mela night 1 manikku yosikka mudiyalai...as usual N91 hang aagi poga..restart pannitu, call panni veetu kadhavai thirandhu ivlo neram mokkaya yosichathayum oru word documentla adichu vechittu naalaiku blogla podanumnu nenachukitte thookkathai nokki sellum officelenthu vandi ottikittu vantha oru ilaignin kannil poochi vizhuntha kadhai inithe mudivadaikirathu!!

Books!!

As i await my first B-school interview, my reading practice, which had been out for quite some time is back. Mysteries that have intrigued me since i read The Da Vinci Code compelled me to buy The Holy Blood and Holy Grail, after my LIBA classes last weekend. It doesn't look to be a non-fiction at all!! Surprisingly it moves faster than many fiction novels i have read so far. Am done with close to 100 pages and eagerly await each page to come. A background of the Biblical characters and stories would have been an added advantage in reading such books!

But there is one book that has set my idle brain to work after so long. Scott Adams' Gods Debris is a wonderful book and the book sets you thinking right from the preface (an interesting one). Though i should say, the book meanders to a more 'The monk who sold his ferrari' style towards the end. But that doesn't take credit away from the author. And it is also reported to be the largest downloaded e-book. A book that I shall continue to cherish for quite some time!

another chance?

What was supposed to be my first interview after a long gap of four years turned to be a big blooper. Not that I had prepared myself so hard for this selection of students for the 3 months certificate course in Finance. But I expected a basic level of questioning by the panel...whew..panel??? there was only one lady who would be the faculty and all she managed to ask was why I was interested in Finance and how it would suit my career? Understood that this course is for the Finance newbies, but there are a lot more questions, apart from the Finance sector, that can be asked to make this ‘detailed interview’ purposeful. There is no reason to travel 10 kms on a Sunday morning (not to mention the full formals and polished shoes) to attend this stuff. The short listing was done to a large extent (if not fully) based on the profile submitted with the application. If that was already decided to be the mode of selection, why at all bother the selected candidates with such an eye-wash?

All this resentment aside, it is interesting to note that my profile merited a short listing!!!To add to that, my XAT score was out last week...a decent yet surprising 93%..and as is the case always, I have not applied to any institutes accepting XAT!!!Will see if there are any schools that are still open...another chain of events that I hoped would not occur this time..If I had saved all the money that I had invested for the management exams, admission brochures over the past 2 years, I would have bought my Electra 5S without second thoughts. Am happy though, and hope to break jinx this time...will even be able to stand upside down if I get into some ok-sort-of B-school this time..after all I am looking at a break from this stupid work and not at top of line B-schools (not much proof is required after all these attempts to prove that I don’t deserve to be there)...

Mission: Management 2008

Another exam passes by..no big change from my previous attempts...start with a boom and end up in a bust..somehow I find something to crib about each year.....with nothing much to do during the exam, i was left alone with my thoughts for a couple of hours today(whew..what a waste of time..I should’ve slept or watched Krish in Tamil)..but the final essay section of the paper gave me an opportunity to vent all my thoughts..

Here is how it goes....Invariably there is something wrong about the selection of test centres for these management exams every year..and today’s was the best...the centre (how can it be called so..when it is located in a hidden location in Anna Nagar, requiring the uninitiated to search for hours..I being one of the lucky few to have had prior experience of visiting this place) was a women’s college...considering the fact that close to 60-75% of the population taking up the exam was of the other gender...even otherwise it makes a lot of sense to conduct an exam in a co-ed...the most ironical part of the exam was the topic of the essay..’Consequences of gender imbalance – Third World War’..it was of no sense to me, taking up the exam in a women’s college and my own hall having more than 10 of them (;)..)..i managed to blast the topic in the hope that I would never make the PI stage..I still remember the sly smile and satisfaction that i had, when i wrote those finishing lines.....’In my opinion, Gender imbalance is no longer an issue and is not an issue that demands global attention’.. (i should look at the evaluator’s facial expressions when he gets my paper..to see the topic of the essay having been treated with such disrespect!!...)

Finally, a couple of shots of Rum and a heavy lunch did a world of good to my health..my cough and cold seem to be out...and am in a trance as I write this (4 hours after the shots..)...and i hope to sleep for hours without being disturbed..(The irritation at being held up on phone on Saturday night for some stupid issue at office really irked me..)..

My finishing lines..

Intha XAT kathai

Innum oru THARITHIRA payanam

(Courtesy: Punnagai Mannan)

Kadavul

Neeye .. adimai Aaththigan

Neeya .. Naadi thudikkum Naaththigan

Naane nee..Pizhaikka Therintha Poli saamiyar

Neeye naan...Madhiyatra Medhavi

Unakkul Naan ..Enakkul nee....Unarndhavan Naan!!