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      Me Myself and Irene - Sunday, January 29, 2006 -

      The Beach

      After getting my feet getting hold on to my new shoes, I gave jogging a serious thought and started running every morning at boat club road. For some two days, It was fun jogging but the thing I wasn’t accompanied and I have to do it all alone was quite boring. After all how many times will I see grandpa and grandma slowly walking and now and then a female will cross over me. It was quite boring and so I decided to go to the beach today. Wow. It was quite a happening place, that too at five in the morning. There were copious no of people each preoccupied with their own activities. You could many running, jogging, kids skating (you have a new skating cornet opened in the beach), students playing cricket, beach volley ball, shuttle, yoga, kick boxing. This is one happening place and this wasn’t like the beach which I used to see on Sundays where it is packed with couples kissing and hugging each other.

      But one thing I noticed this morning was a Model. I was just walking along the shore where I saw a photographer busy shooting her snaps. First thought some stranger was just taking snaps of some girl who was playing with the water, but then after a moment I realized that it was for some magazine covers. Today only I came to know that modeling isn’t quite that much of a easy job, well within a minute you have to show numerous expressions, jump, kick, place yourself in so many positions and adding to this you are surrounded by hundred of people with all eyes on you.

      It was very demurring for her to pose for photos and she was constantly looking around and was irritated by the sight of many people watching her. She also was conscious about her dress since she was wearing just a sleeveless t- shirt and shorts and after every time she jumps she has to adjust her dress and again jump one more time. It was quite awkward for her to do so. I have seen this scene only in Fashion TV, but I witnessed this today in the beach and never thought this is quite a tough thing to do. After some half an hour or so she became literally tired.

      So I said to myself all jobs are shit.

      The Beach - Tuesday, January 17, 2006 -

      Oru Nalil...

      Wow… I have become a fan of Yuvan Shankar Raja after hearing the song Oru Naali .. from the film PudhuPettai...

      It has become one of my favorite song and the song gets played perennially on my walkman over and over again and I have become obsessed with the song. The lyrics were written by Na. Muthu kumar, if I would have been a girl I would kissed his hand for writing such a wonderful lyrics, as I was hearing the song I was completely mesmerized by the beauty with which the words were crafted and I am eagerly waiting how Selvaraghavan would have visualized the song. The song did have chemical effects inside my body and my whole attitude and perspective towards life have changed dramatically.

      Life is all about living and there is nothing much one can go about doing for what is happening around him. For all I know, we always crib out things, cry, wail but then why? If we ponder over the point at a later point of time, we smile at ourselves and when some one asks why?. We smile gently and say nothing. Everyone knows this but still when we are going through tough times we seldom think about this, but that is what life is all about. We have to keep moving.

      Expectations I would say is the mother of all sorrows, if one would know how to control it, surely I can say a person can very well lead his life without much worries. This is what solitudinarians practice and they are on the upper edge of life. Everyday life throws ball at our court and it is usually an ace and life wins 40- none.

      I would always say that you are the sole accompany for yourself. This point is beautifully phrased in the song that during night even your shadows leave you and reiterate that you are the only person who can help you.

      Nothing in this world is permanent; change is the only thing which is constant. May be one can say that at least let me enjoy before I close my eyes, that is perfectly a valid statement I would say from my front but to crib out them in case you have failed in them or some one didn’t meet your expectations is utter foolishness, we should avoid those cases in our life

      In India, husband and wife’s are very much dependant on each other and at the death of any one of them leaves the other in a world of desert. The other person goes to the level that is no point in living after that. Thanks to the kids they have, they think let me devote myself fully for
      the welfare for them( children ). I recently went to the funeral of one of my friend’s father, I couldn’t see the plight that his mother went through and I for a moment thought sati was better… such is the case in India between a husband and wife. I am not saying that it is wrong but then the misery which one has to undergo after that is quite unimaginable but then that is what life is all about.

      I was remembered of the poem “All the worlds a stage “by Shakespeare when I was hearing this song. This song too ended with the note that we all know that the world is a stage and still knowing that we will watch and be a part of it”

      Well the reason behind me writing all this were the following lines.

      Oru naalil varkai ingay yengum oodi pogathu
      Maaru naalum vanthu vittal thunbam thedi thodaRadhu..
      yethanai koodi kanneer mann mithu vizhruthirukkum
      athanai kanda pinum pommi ingu poo pookum
      ohh ohh ohh...kaaru vassal vittu vantha naal thootu
      ohh ohh ohh...oru vassal thediyae villaiyaattu
      ohh ohh oh...kann thiranthu paarthal pala koothu
      ohh ohh ohhohoo...kann moodi kondaaal...
      ohh ohh ohho

      Pozkalathil piranthu vittom vanthadhavai ponnavai varutham illai..
      kaatrinilay vazhgindrom muzkkalin valli ondrum maaranam illai..
      irutinilay nee nadakayillai un nizrallum unnai vittu villagividum..
      nee mattum thaan intha ullagathilay unakku thunnai yendru villainge_vidum..
      theeyodu pogum varaiyiL theerathu intha thanimaii..
      kaarai varum neram paarthu karppalil kaathirupom..
      yerimalai vanthal kooda yerri nindru poRz thoduppom..
      ohh wow woow...andha Dheva ragasiyam purigirathey
      ohh wow woow...ingu yethuvum nillayilai kaaraigirathey
      ohh wow woow...manam veytaa veyiLilay aalagigirathey
      ohh wow woow...andha Kadavulai kandaaL
      wow wow oohh..

      adu yennakku ethu unnakku ithayagaL podum thani kannakku..
      aval yennakku ival unnakku udagalum podum puthir kannakku..
      unnakkum illai inthu yennakkum illai paadaiththaavaanai ingu yedduthu kollvan..
      nallavar yaar ada kettavar yaar kadaisiyiL avanay mudivu seyivaan..
      pazRi podum ullagam ingay balliyanna uyirgal yengayaay..
      ullagathiL Oram nindru athanaiyum paarthirupom..
      nadapavai nadagam yendru namum senndhu nadithirupom..
      ohh wow wow...pala mugagaL vedum seri maatikollvom
      ohh wow woow...pala thirupam theyriyum adhil thirumbikollvom
      ohh wow woow...Kathai mudiyum pokkil athai mudithikollvom
      ohh wow woow...Maaru piravi vedumaa... ohh wow woow... (Humming)
      Oru Nalil... - Friday, January 13, 2006 -


      For those who are baffled by the previous two posts of mine, the answer is this. Long since I wanted my hands to play the guitars, but, I don’t know what was happening over the years that I could not engage myself with that interest of mine, though I was able to throw myself at some 10 classes but it was not fruitful, but after a long time I have taken another avatar. Hope this time it turns well. And about the shoes, well my tummy has been spreading like amoeba alerting my mind and I decided unless I spent some money towards it, I would end up getting up daily morning. So that’s the story behind NIKE and also long since I wanted a sports/ casual shoe for me. Having said all that, why all this sudden enthusiasm from my side, that’s because all my MBA plans flunked this year and I have another year before me, so I have also decided to touch upon certain capital market domain certifications so that I will enrich me with knowledge and also help me put something in my resume when I gear up next year for my management degree. Well there are more things coming up. Do watch out …
      Resolutions - Thursday, January 12, 2006 -

      My Latest Pride

      My Latest Pride - Wednesday, January 11, 2006 -

      At Last

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