A Romantic Love Letter

I love you. I dare not say these words in front of her. Oh, yeah, I had the courage to atleast utter these words, but, never in succession. This is the feel from inside, but, never have I spoken or said “I love you”. Things were very fine between us in the beginning. I liked her more than what her liking was for me. My love for her transcended all boundaries. The time that we spent together was priceless and I could give everything that I have right now to get back to her. But, I could only wish to give. This negative attitude has for long prevailed in me and if given a chance, I will curb it. But, I know for a fact that this negative attitude will prevail in me. That is because, I have everything that I have right now, only after I became an unknown person to her. Yeah, right!! She knows so many people or better way to put it is, so many people know her, because of her beauty, her intelligence, her versatality, but, I am just a miniscule in front of her and it is very much immaterial whether I express my love for her or not. Now, I live very far away from her. Very far that only I can reach her, but, never she can and never she will. I remember and relish the time that we spent together. That big city, this small village, the pulsar180, the "Impossible is Nothing" attitude, the ice-cream parlours, the coffee shops and the list is endless. I cannot forget her. Now, I don't know from where the orders came. The order of avoiding me and not talking to me. But, I have two wild guesses. The order would have come from the "Land of largest Uranium reserve" because of the Nuclear deal or from the "Land of largest exporter of crude oil" because of the esclating oil prices. Yet, I abide by the rules and I don't disturb her, but, certainly I love her a lot. As Karla said, If fate doesn't make you laugh, then you are missing the joke. I missed the joke at first, but, not anymore. I now say without any fear - I love you India...

My hobbies to clean my inbox

killing time can be amusing .CLEAN your inbox,This could help when you are really running out of good de-stressing options.But it has its own advantage.Deleting old SMSes on your phone or old mails in your email inbox would help you empty thrash.according to me,if i bored ,i just lie on my bed,read old SMSes on my mobile,smile at some good forwards,and delete all the unwanted messag.This is my favourite pastime at work too

Poor grammer

A WEBSITE name www.boston.com recently featured an article entitled,8 reason "WHY IS THE DUMBEST GENERATION".One of the eight reasons was that the present generation is poor at spelling due to their high dependence on technology.Believe it or not,it is undeniably the truth in today's world,where almost everything is automated.

According to me when i posted the first topic in my blog, i was poor in grammar ,though i posted some post with a lots of spelling mistake's .I realized this should not be done in my future when i got rejected in my first round of interview..Now, i got a job doesn't matter about the past.But i cant forgot that the way.If i have done or spooked well at that time i cant share this with u.so A LESSON LEARN AND AM THANKFUL FOR THAT..

Tension never helps

Weather you are preparing for your exams or are done with them,getting worried about the poor performance never helps.Though little bit of stress acts as a motivation booster and pushes you to study better ,large doses of the same can leave you incapabale of concentrating on your studies.
The best way to combat tension thinking about the worst that could happen and accepting it.The next step is doing whatever you can avoid that situation
So when you discover that you just can't study chemistry and feel that you are going to fail in that subject,you are fail.it's not the end of the world.By not worrying ,at least save energy for your other subjects ,which might get affected because of your tension

Are you boss pet???

Does your boss play second fiddle to whatever you say and you are being proud of being one of the most sought after ones in the office?Being in such comfort zone may not always be good

THE GOOD: The prospect for growth are never ending.you have a dedicated mentor,who will guide you at every step,and help you land plum assignments,you will get instant visibility ,and will get good recommendation even if you shift jobs.THE BAD:When there is something bad as well.When you are the chief's favourite he/she does get a little possessive about you and wants to guide you at every step.you will not get any space or room for creativity or do things on your own.Another possibilities is that he/she will get extra dependent on you,and you will find its difficult to quit your job.THE UGLY:Being the boss's darling might make you the most hated person in the office .colleagues will be jealous of you because you get all the good breaks and recommendation.if your boss and you are from the opposite sex,rumours of your social relationship will do the rounds

party with friends

Hosting a dinner for friends or going over to a friend's place for a party is hardly a formal occasion.It is comfortable company and the atmosphere is more relaxed yet,some rules of etiquette apply .As a host/hostess one needs to follow certain guidelines which will help in maintaining and strengthening the bond of friendship.
Discuss with your friends the date and time of the party keeping in mind their availability and convenience.Extend your invitations ,naming all the people you wish to invite.Even if you take their presence for granted .you must invite them personally.If friends offer to help,you may delegate responsibilities.During the party introduce them to the newer guests.Never act too familiar or criticise them in the company of newer guests.Do not speak about their personal issues or problems at the party.do Thank them and see them off with courtesy.

INHERITING COLLEGE CAMPUS

Inheritance in family is quiet popular however,the same is now getting popular among various colleges as well,where seniors are passing down their belongings to their juniors .FROM air -coolers to memory chip and computers.in many of the college hostels,juniors have been inheriting these kind of items from their seniors for many generations now.
One of my friend who was a hosteler ,who is in first year,hardly spoke to seniors .when he shifted to second year.he shifted his room to another block,that was a vacant room before his senior stayed in his room.and the wonderful thing that he left a MP3 player in his room.he was wonder by seeing and asked his friends..They told that his senior was inherited to him who also stayed in the same room.He was little bit surprised ,later he came to know that the concept was passing all over their room.That seems to be a great relationship after the college ..

ULTRA SOUND TECHNICIAN

many people will get bored of studying this analytical subjects,science and air crafts.but if u see those studies were need a lot of hard work and innovative thoughts.Am asking this youngsters cant u focus in same thing.many people are like to listen music and sing songs.but they never want to know how to produce and how to make that ..would to like to learn more about music and sounds..There are many schools and colleges are ready to train people who are interested in music and make them a music directors in future.

The high emotive association of music and sound means that you're very likely ready to listen to something if it appeals on a deep psychological level,often,this means ,teens develop a liking for particular genres based on how they perceive themselves."understanding of the concepts of the rhythm and melody is an obvious indication of maturity of thoughts.

in order to be a musician,music director or a sound engineer

Increase traffic in blog

I am so amazed how my blogs can give qualified traffic, and sales for my webstore. I never thought how powerful blog articles are. No wonder why a lot of merchants are spending money to pay bloggers to promote their business. With the right tools and knowledge, blog can be a very powerful tool to market products and services on the internet.

I find post Title very powerful to get a good index positionfor the keywords of your products or services. I am surprised that most of the articles that I created, that I thought would be hard to be seen anywhere online, are getting traffics for my webstore.

If you want to get the traffic that you want for your online business, create a title that is rich in keywords. Always make sure that these keywords are to be spread on your post. You`ll be surprise how traffics will grow each day.

Men's mind

Men often complain how hard it is to understand a woman. What they don’t know is that they, too, test a woman’s sanity in trying to comprehend what language they speak. In one of my conversations with my friends, we often wonder what goes on inside a man’s mind, what his motives are, or why on earth is he doing such things. Try as we might to comprehend, to get a clue as to what goes into the inner workings of their minds, we can’t seem to grasp the exact reasons behind their actions.


Men and their “too friendly” nature. There are times that we meet a guy who acts a little more friendly than necessary. At first we think nothing of it until we find ourselves gushing over him despite our mind’s protests. In our eyes, he seemed to stare at you a little too long, hold your hand a little tighter, care for you a little more than necessary, wants to have a conversation with you even without a real topic. He will leave you in a daze. And with one quick turn of events, he leaves you hanging and your left questioning yourself whether or not you have fabricated all of that yourself or if it really did happen. Your sanity would be put to question and all you have are memories and that you don’t even have a solid proof. Was he just being friendly? Didn’t he notice that your smile was a little sweeter, your gaze seem to fall to him despite your desperate effort not to look at him, that you put a little more effort for him. In the end, you’re left with more questions than answers, left wondering what the heck happened to him.


Boys will be boys. Most women- not to generalize all women, can’t seem to comprehend this “boys will be boys” notion. In my point of view, despite them being a man, they will always be boys at heart. They will always love almost the same toys. I think that they will always bring with them their fixations on what they love best. Most common would be the addiction over computer games. You could not get in between them and a great game. No matter how hard you try to contact him or grab his attention, he will still have his eyes on the computer. Your greatest rival: a computer. How pathetic is that? Another example of this notion would be: Men will always have their “boys”. There will be times that a guy would blow off a girl because of his friends. If you have a man that would choose you over his friends, you are one lucky girl. Though we also understand that we can’t make him choose between us and his friends- that’s a little selfish, but sometimes, it’s nice to feel that he wants to be with us more, that he had chosen us in his own free will. But most often than not, you end up giving up understanding him and resign to the idea that boys will always be boys.


Reading between the lines. Men often complain that they can’t read between the lines, that girls should just tell it straight. Well, I wish that they would take their own advice and tell it straight so that girls wouldn’t read between the lines. The problem with girls is that, we read between the lines too much. Sometimes, things get blown out of proportion because girls do this too much but this is not entirely our fault. If only he would tell it straight to us what exactly is he planning, what his actions meant, what his words meant, then we would not get the chance to read the meaning behind what he is saying or doing to us. We wouldn’t have to keep guessing then hoping only to get our hopes crushed because of a misunderstanding. And though we don’t expect them to fully understand our train of thought, we at least hope that they would be sensitive enough to understand what we are trying to say without really saying it out loud. We hope that they would be sensitive enough to notice the extra effort we put into looking good without explaining why we do, why we stare at their eyes when they speak, why we want to talk to them without really explaining why. We don’t expect them to read our minds; we expect them to be sensitive enough to be able to read between the lines.


These are just a glimpse of what tests girls’ sanity every now and then. I could go on and on listing every single detail, every single fact, but reality is: we can’t truly understand the inner workings of a man’s mind. We can only hope to learn the language they speak for us to be able to better decipher the words behind the actions or be a little more understanding when they are doing their thing or be a little more patient when they can’t read between the lines. Men are from Mars and women are from Venus, if this is true, it does not necessarily mean that we are bound to test each other’s sanity, we can always meet half-way.

Earning that looks great

They look great with any outfit and give your boring dresses a Trendy look.The elegant ones male you look like a million bucks and the casual earnings can add to your personality.infact,today most of the youngsters are crazy about earnings.They will go for droplets or drop earning .some will go for gun shot..Droplets or drop earning never fail to catch your eye and always in sync with the latest fashion..
The one what am using as signature earning.that are both elegant and stylish...

Music scale heights

It is the most comprehensive of all musical forms and as a science it has defined principles.The greatest quality of the music is its adaptability through inspiration that has been the hall mark of this tradition.There is also scope for the musician to harness his musical abilities to become a performer.The scope is tremendous and that is the reason it transcends generations and appeals to all.Music is the food for my soul

Shirt show

Hey friends i like to share about my dressing style and the meaning of their dress what we wearing is very important..lets go..
THE GREAT WHITE SHIRT:
The classic white shirt has even the women raiding men's closets.A classic white shirt form a big brand is must.CHECK-MATE:
If you want to be in sync with international fashion the upcoming season checks and stripes are imperative.THE KURTI SHIRT:
India's answer to the shirt.The kurti-shirt is perfect for outdoor wear.Go for some embroidery around the yoke and team if with denims.THE DISCO SHIRT:
Clubbing is an important part of a man's regime.And one simply cannot their office to the club.A sensuous chic -shirt,well shaped and worm un-tucked with rolled up sleeves is perfect

Ma Passion -Bike Racer

I get a glimpse of the Helmet clad,the helmet-hung-on-side types,the more 'don't care' non-helmeted ones ,all on their "mission of life".The city's two wheeler have a unique double personality weather on a small road or a high way,they think wrong is right and forge ahead,against traffic ,or even on pavements .They want zip and zoom from anywhere.As if they are not phenomenon by themselves.Chennai bikers have bands and groups and organized racing on busy roads.
The pillion riders are a class in themselves.Bikers seems to be born to dodge and defy-traffic rules,speed breakers and humanity.Chennai it seems has the highest number of two-wheelers in india.caught in peak traffic jam

I get a glimpse of the Helmet clad,the helmet-hung-on-side types,the more 'don't care' non-helmeted ones ,all on their "mission of life".The city's two wheeler have a unique double personality weather on a small road or a high way,they think wrong is right and forge ahead,against traffic ,or even on pavements .They want zip and zoom from anywhere.As if they are not phenomenon by themselves.Chennai bikers have bands and groups and organized racing on busy roads.
The pillion riders are a class in themselves.Bikers seems to be born to dodge and defy-traffic rules,speed breakers and humanity.Chennai it seems has the highest number of two-wheelers in india.caught in peak traffic jam

A Short Story For you

The alarm rings at 7.15 a.m. Confusion arises whether Mr.Confused (from now onwards called Mr.C), capable enough to snooze it without opening his eyes. What a challenge? Mr.C pats himself on his shoulder (without opening the eyes) for achieving the feat quite comfortably. True are the words of Mr.Anonymous (though not a part of our anecdote, but, i have read in many books that Mr.Anonymous wants to be anonymous to everyone) "Practice makes perfect". Mr.C has been doing this for some three years now and he is a pioneer in his own way. Mr.C is an expert in sleeping. His room is immaculately clean with no roomates, not even cockroaches and lizards. Everyday before sleeping, he checks out whether his windows' curtains are proper, all peepholes in his door closed with bits of newspapers and his 1.5GB trance music started to play in his comp. Once the checks are over, he says "good nite" to the whole world through his gtalk and reduces the volume to min and covers himself with a black blanket from head to toe.
Back to present now. Time is 7.45 a.m. "Sir, Breakfast", announces Mr.Bakra-the junior. Mr.C shouts back his refusal with a imaginary slap, with the door being closed and shoos Mr.Bakra-the junior away with all the words one can't imagine to hear. Innocently, Mr.Bakra-the junior hurries to the 8.15 a.m class. One good thing about Mr.C is that he doesn't keep his door locked. Anyone needing anything, be it toothpaste, pen, pencil, A4 sheets, calculator, novels, tea cup, et al. can just barge in and take without disturbing Mr.C's dream sequence with the latest supermodels of his erstwhile institute. Oops, I forgot to tell you. Mr.C is pursuing his engineering in some God-damn course, as even God doesn't know why he took it in some hell-i-love-u place in WasteBangal. He knows for a fact that at 8.15 a.m his' HOD's class is there in which he has the max attendance of 20%. Proud moment that he can afford to miss that class to match the other classes' single digit attendance.
Time is 10.15 a.m. Mr.Pathi-Parmeshwar-of-Kanchipuram (lets call him Mr.PPK) and Mr.Radio-Jockey-madan (Mr.RJ) comes into the wing. Mr.RJ was Mr.C's roomate since first year and he knows exactly what Mr.C must be doing. Mr.PPK would have definitely known about Mr.C's itenary had he not fallen a victim to Amnesia. He kicks Mr.C's door wildly and starts pulling his blanket off him and tries telling his usual unsuccessful-unhappy ending stints with the class. Irritated Mr.C yells at him in such a way that Mr.PPK takes his cycle and goes to the nearby temple to forgive him for committing such a sin.
Mr.Dhadhi (Mr.D) now comes into the picture after his cynical classes which taught him nothing, but, how to message continuously in the class to his Ms.Poo. Mr.RJ and Mr.C are sick of making Mr.D understand the importance of final year and the amount of time he must spend on a cell-phone. All Mr.D had to say was "Bro, its just an incoming call, I gotta attend. Its my friend yaar.". Mr.C and Mr.RJ thought "Dunno where this friendship is going". They wouldn't have known that Mr.D has fallen in love with Ms. Poo, unless he wasn't their first year roomate. Mr.Gambit (Mr.G), the consigliori of this whole group of friends comes dejected to the wing after being chucked outta the class and his roll no. noted for the reason that he couldn't walk as straight as his HOD in the campus corridor. Mr.G's mate (still dunno what mate, sources say that they broke-up, but, never spread rumours), Mr.Bladekanth (Mr.B) after fighting with Mr.Alitya (Mr.A), the other night over a small issue (I'll narrate the issue too), got drunk. His drink consisted of 5 parts of water with 1 part of Rasna Nimbu paani. He got high and walked exaclty like his HOD in the Mahatma Gandhi Road. Known for his antics, Mr.B, caught the attention of his HOD who was walking down the same road. The HOD feeling sympathesized by the drunk-driven-deformity, advised Mr.B to take off from the classes and watch the JFUC(Japanese F-ed up Cartoons), to improve his walking abilites as the characters in those cartoons use mantra-tantra to fly. But, on the other hand his sool-mate, Mr.G got chucked outta the class for inability to walk like his HOD.
Few days ago, Mr.Liver (Mr.L), a champion AOE-player and an awesome footballer was playing a one-on-one FIFA'07 with Mr.B over the LAN and as usual Mr.B's D-button was not working. He lost the match 7-0. Worst loss of his career. As usual in the dinner table, Mr.A pulled Mr.B's legs for his trajic loss. I personally feel that, that incident didn't trigger the fight. Mr.A must have complained and cursed the mess food badly. Mr.B being a loyal member of the we-eat-the-mess-food-society (Mr.G was also a member of that society - may be that brought them together) was enraged and left the place with plates flying, for a drink to calm himself down.
Back to 10.15 a.m. Mr.Placement-Rags (Mr.R) enters the wing shouting, "Hey, DOTA, DOTA, DOTA, anyone for DOTA????". Honestly, I dunno DOTA's full-form. His face filled with questions of who all will join the game , but, not about the recent zero he scored in the test. There comes running from one corner of the wing to another, Mr.NIT-ian (Mr.N) and wakes up Mr.C and asks him, "Hey, Have you got DOTA installed onto your comp". Mr.C growling dismisses it. Mr.N replying in his cyprian accent, "Hey, You are a big waste. All you know is gtalk and girls. There is life beyond that too.". Mr.C shows him the tallest of his fingers of his hand to Mr.N. But, he ain't bothered and resumes his begging for a DOTA-installed-comp. Finally, settled with Mr.RJ's comp and in the process Mr.N kicks out Mr.PPK and Mr.PPK is again anxious about completing his presentation for a seminar next month. Roomless, Compless, Mr.PPK slowly creeps into Mr.C's room and without disturbing his sleep sits on his comp and resumes his work. Finally, Mr.C wakes up with a letter from Mr.Stick-Message-Service (Mr.SMS), about him being treated badly the other day by Mr.C. Mr.D comes into the room and reads the letter loudly, "I just wanna say HI.". Rest were undecipherable. Even, Mr.D, who has the horrible handwriting didn't have a clue. So, Mr.C woke up the man with the worst handwriting on earth, Mr.A. To his surprise even Mr.A couldn't decipher it. Then came Mr.L into the scene. Dunno what Allahabadic-bonds he had with Mr.SMS that he read out the letter fully, giving importance to minute details as if it was a love-letter written by the newly appointed Biotech mam.
Putting an end to the issue and waving a "HI" to Mr.SMS, Mr.C and Mr.A left for their appointment to have breakfast at the Jupes. On the way, discussing about the recent T20 champion team of India, they met the star of all these friends' hearts - Mr.Kuzhandhai. Busy with an electrifying project and some important work with recommendations for his higher studies, he signalled thumbs-up for his success in wooing the Director of the college to give him a reco letter. Mr.A had planned already - Its a party tonight.
Studious among these 12 attended the classes, which perfectly equated to the number that cannot be expressed in Roman numerals. In the evening, Mr.D cried for the first time after they all made fun of him. Then, Mr.PPK almost tried proving a point of postponing the treat due to some sentimental issues. Things followed and they all went for Mr.Kuzhandhai's treat and came back to their rooms singing old songs all the way from CR. A day to remember, humanly impossible to forget the others too. And they never had a group photo together because they believed in human memory which can't be erased. Thats college life and we all say "Love you ABI, you are our Hero".
Currently in
Mr.N - Amdocs, Cyprus (Lap dance Baby!!).
Mr.SMS - Noble teacher, CADD (Tamizh girls, beware of him).
Mr.A - North Carolina State University, USA (God knows what he is doing there).
Mr.G - Reliance Energy Ltd., Krishnapattinam (No work, paid well).
Mr. B - Wipro, Cochin (Bladekanth to Rajnikanth, Phew, Finally) .
Mr.PPK - Sesa Goa, Goa. (again unsatisfied).
Mr.C - Vedanta Aluminium Ltd. (as always confused).
Mr.D - Buffalo State University, USA (Still on phone).
Mr.R - DRDO, Pune (Deshdrohi Scientist).
Mr.RJ - Wipro, Bengalluru (Cochin ain't that far dude, Neel is there to take care).
Mr.L - CSC, Indore (But, lives in Liverpool).
Mr.Kuzhandhai - In our hearts forever..

My College days

The term college for me was more of a responsibility than fun,Though i had my fun as well,college though me how to be mature and think about accountability.I did my engineering in crescent engineering college ,It's in vandalur 35 km away from chennai.

The most interesting incident of my college life occurred in my first day of my college.usually engineering college students are not suppose to wear jeans and informal shirts.But my college allows,but it was not encourage to first year people.so ,i was on my usual costume on that day jeans and informal shirt.one of my senior caught me and made to me to sit whole day on college canteen..i cant forgot that..so ,my college days started in canteen..

Things were really interesting were my class room,my friends,chumaa day,my band,my auditorium,my staffs,my college bus,tea shops,fast food.,really missing that...It was fun that we bunk class and go for movie are else spending the whole day by chatting in tea shop and making fun of our class gals..

The most beautiful thing that happened to me was my first girlfriend.She was an hindi speaking, whom i loved to talk so so we ended up spending a lot time together .IT was not love,But we were good friends.

The other interesting thing was my COLLEGE BAND.we had people with professional musician .where in that group i was the only guy who was DUMMI(with out knowing any thing)..i did a lot of there in college.BUT,ALL CAME TO END.BECAUSE AFTER ALL STARTING WE HAVE AN END..AND I GOT THAT END..REALLY MISSING IT..MISS U FRIENDS..HAPPY DAYs

My model life

I was a student in Crescent engineering college,i studied B.E,i wanted to be good in studies as well as sports,but he he i can't .We were a small group of friend's all were in middle class,some may be rich ,we were striving hard to make it in life,in fact i wanted to become a model when i was still in college.
And everyday i go outside and pass throw college,it brings back some of the most beautiful memories of my life.I was a drummer and a musician in my college.But ragging others were the funniest of all experiences during the college days.I still remember running through the college corridors screaming and yelling our lungs out just to create panic.We would often ask the most shy fresher to walk up to the hottest senior girl propose his undying love in the corniest fashion.We had more boys and girls in college and some of them were budding political activities.but i always stayed from that group and enjoyed with my friends.Though there were a few nice looking girls but unfortunately my life didn't become a bollywood love story.Hence the repressed flirt in me took time to come out of the closet...