damn me!

I have changed a lot! first i was lazy writing blogs and now i dont even reply to mails. I have to change myself. Atlast i will be assigned to project on monday, not that i was eagerly waiting for that moment but just feeling as much excited. Asusual i am down with cold and fever, damn these two things like me a lot... resistance power is nill i guess. i was trying to list my college friends as to where they are and what they are doing so here it goes as on 26 feb 2005 Arvind raja- US ( doing MS) Arun- Madurai( i am not sure but heard he is doing ME there) Arul deva-UK(MS) Bharathi-working in amazon (US) Daniel-HCL( chennai) Deepak-working (US) Dinesh- Infosys( B'lore) DP-IIT( Chennai doing MS) Ghuru-working is US Ghurukarthik- No idea Karthikeyan-HCL chennai Pradeep-HCL chennai Pandian-No idea Radha-Canada(MS) Rajesh-Canada(Phd) Saravanan.r- working in blore Sarvanan.t-CTS Chennai Senthil.n -(MYSELF in hcl chennai) Senthil.r-HCL chennai Nawaz- Australia DSS-US( doing MS) Shiva-Infosys chennai Suresh-CTS chennai Thiyaga-working in chennai Venkatesh-Phd Sydney Vetri-TCS Mumbai GV-TCS Mumbai Sasi-Working in Sydney Selva-MS in Australia Naresh- TCS chennai KarthikRamesh-No idea Bharati-Working in Blore chitra-No idea chitraBharathi-TCS chennai Thirumathi-working in US Kavitha-working in US Satyasri-TCS chennai Maithrayee-Tcs Mumbai Ponpriya-Wipro Blore Nalini-NoIdea Brinda-No idea Shruthi-No idea Padma-no idea saraswati-working in chennai not in alphabetical order and i think i havent missed any one! hey and btw i saw this dialog from the movie Devadhayai kandean..... Kadal ku thevai alai Odumbu ky thevai thalai..... .. Oruti pota adhu bonda thati pota adhu vadai ...... aiyoo tamil cinema....

Gone are those days!

A friend of mine sent me this.... for a moment i was in my school days. Gone are the days........but not the memories ... Gone are the daysWhen the school reopened in June, And we settled in our new desks and benches. ... Gone are the daysWhen we queued up in book depot, And got our new books and notes. ... Gone are the daysWhen we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yetManaged to line up daily for the morning prayers. ... Gone are the daysWhen we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat. ... Gone are the daysWhen we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,Playgrounds, under the trees and even in cycle sheds. .. Gone are the daysWhen a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited moreeagerly than the monsoons. ... Gone are the daysOf fights but no conspiracies,Of Competitions but seldom jealousy. .. Gone are the daysWhen we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks. .. Gone are the daysWhen few rushed at 5:30 to"Conquer" window seats in our School bus. ... Gone are the daysOf Sports Day, and the annual School Day,And the one-month long preparations for them. ... Gone are the daysOf the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,And the most enjoyed holidays after them. ... Gone are the daysWe learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost, We laughed, we cried,we fought, we thought. ... Gone are the daysWith so much fun in them, so many friends,So much experience, all this and more. ... Gone are the daysBut not the memories, which will beLingering in our hearts for ever and ever andEver and ever and Ever. .. I hope you went back to your Golden Olden days.......... For a while..........as I DID!! Didnt u????

Online

There are a lot of technical ppl in india and still technology wise we are backward. I have been using netbanking for almost 3 years now, thanks to common wealth bank. Now in India i tried using it, it doesnt match what common wealth offered me 3 years back. Guys all said and done we are lagging a lot behind the westerners. A good example would be the motor bikes there and here, the best bike here will look like a moped there. check these two sites http://www.dancewithshadows.com/honda_unicorn_photo.asp http://www.yamaha-motor.com.au/motor/index.htm?motor.asp The first one is decent good looking bike in India and the next one is normal bike in Australia, the latter looks like a dream bike here. Though i knowthat those bikes are just too much for indian roads, still why are lagging so much. With all the population to capitalise Indian government s doing nothing. No point bragging too much I got some details about the hi- end bikes in inda http://www.dancewithshadows.com/honda_unicorn_specs.asp Thats it for now gtg i am at vadapalani office, and i am done for the day.

Physics

I read this intresting article... http://www.blachford.info/quantum/gravity.html beware it is a big one to read... comments invited.

Old post of mine

This is the mail that I sent to the groups couple of years back...this mail was in response to the mails which wished me b'day. I thought that it should be in my blog.... so here it comes Hi guys and girls, Thanks a lot for your wishes. I had a nice birthday here with selva and nawaz.Its been a long time that i wrote something in the groups. i have been forwarding a lot of mails. I thought I will write something and I am writing about the small happenings in my lil life. I was feeling a little nostalgic on my b’day. and was thinking of school I remember right from school days. School days now seem so far away. I remember a weary-eyed me, queuing up when they sang the national anthem everyday. Fearful we were, then, of the dangerous future. Of the pressure of frightening educational goals like writing the alphabet in a straight line on those books that smelt so awesome. wowee life was so simple.... at least not at the so-young age of 19, when I watched them walk past, they looked pathetic and tried to fix their sight on every possible place other than humans. The first years had arrived. I felt really very happy from deep within myself, and felt my thoughts run away from the realities of the present to that day one year ago when…I entered the college as a fresher. There was a sudden change from 12 when I walked without any fear, I was self-assured of the fact that I was a member of the top class of the school. I Walked silently to the ED hall where our dear principal gave out a speech which was no doubt good enough, but I had a very bad habit which I guess I still have of sleeping without being tired and without any reason to sleep. Principal ended his speech by saying that classes would start the next day. Next day I went to the stop where the college bus would pick my up. There was a staff waiting for the bus, and there were few other students waiting for the bus. One guy approached me and asked which college? I hesitated but he said he was also a fresher and studied in SRM and asked about the college, I din say much but I said that from the principals speech there was no ragging in my college. The bus came and guess what he got into the bus; he was a third year guy happily getting into the back door. I tried to sit next to the lecturer, but he sent me back to where I was sure the seniors were awaiting my arrival, by tersely informing me that this seat was reserved for the staff. I placed myself gingerly on the seat near the person to whom I spoke in the bus stand, he did not smile. I gulped. He asked me my name in a tone that seemed almost like a bark. I answered in a low voice. He knew my name already but asked. The first thing he asked was tell me the names of girls from A –Z . The ordeal of thinking up names within a short interval was very strenuous, and for my intellect it was definitely hard and could not make it ahead of ‘I’. Those were the days I will never forget. Then came the last day of first year. The day I wrote the last exam I hoped the present first years would find their first years as 'lovable' as I did... (Evil grin). I read this and thought that it was really good Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends."Richard Bach Coming to the final year, I am not very good in goodbyes. I am really terrified of them and even now. My goodbyes typically begin with a dismal attempt at not crying, followed by fairly violent hugs. College day is an exquisite example of chain reaction. One person started weeping and I remember a whole bunch crying at the end. I now think about the reason for this affliction. I mean, most times, the people leaving are not going to be totally out of touch. A very small percentage of them are actually going to disappear somewhere, but most of them will be email able, callable, some even meet able. Still, goodbyes hurt. I think that its because no matter how accessible the person is, things will never be the same again. I’LL never see them in the environment I saw them once. Those lovely days of going to a movie planned at the last moment dragging ppl like selva to Hindi movies and having fun there, or may it be celebrating friends birthday, it was fun and I miss it. Every person, especially a close friend, makes everyday life what it is. And I am really happy for the fact I am with two lovely guys here. And as the saying goes if good things lasted forever would we appreciate how precious they are? I miss you all. regards senthil natarajan

you long for the weekends... and they come and go in a blink of an eye. I always think of the lovely friday evening, i dont do anything great but still friday evenings are the best. Last week i was in ambattur attending OOAD programing. Coming week i will be going to greams road again. I bet going to greams road is lot more easier. All said and done chennai roads suck, with all the new cars and bikes , the roads are unbearable... can't help it anyway probably the roads are chennai's trademark. My parents are coming from Mumbai this week, eagerly waiting to see them...but then they will be here for only 3 days. I will probably buy a bike by the time they come here. Planning to buy Fiero F2. They bike looks decent with decent mileage and comfort. Haven't decided on it. I thought i will start writing intresting sms again here comes one:

Inky Pinky Ponky

Sms Padikidhu Donkey

Donkey smiles

cellPhone cries

Inky Pinky Ponky

One more

Our Friendship has become

a HABIT.

Even if you take out 'H'

' a bit' remains.

Take out 'a'

'bit' remains.

Take out 'B'

'it' remains.....

From ambattur

This blog is from training room in ambattur.... ofcourse after the training session. I actually dont have access to the net before 6 and i usually start from here before 6. I do realise that my blogs are decreasing by the day, till the time that i get used to this office schedule i believe that it will be like that. by the way i found this site quite usefull... may be to me even some day... need to download these books when i get some time. http://www.hk8.org/old_web/

HCL

Training in HCL has been good so far and for a week was in vadapalani coz i din have training in between. Din have much work though...it was fun sitting there. Next week i have to go to ambattur for training in OOAD and ATL. will be back in vadapalani only by march 8. Till then i have some training. i dont have much to write now. will write sometime later.