Indians....

Bharathi sent this mail ... Telugu Guy: "Hello, May I know your name please?" James Bond: "My name is Bond" Continuing in hisinimitable style,"......James Bond." Then Bond asks: " And you?" Telugu Guy: "My name is Rao... Siva Rao... Samba Siva Rao... Venkata Samba Siva Rao.. .Yarlagadda Venkata Samba Siva Rao... Rajasekhara Yarlagadda Venkata Samba Siva Rao.. .Sitaramanjaneyula Rajasekhara Yarlagadda VenkataSamba Siva Rao... Vijayawada Sitaramanjaneyula Rajasekhara YarlagaddaVenkata Samba Siva Rao..." Since then when anyone asks Bond his name he simplysays "James Bond" I was imme. reminded of my friend SHAHUL HAMEED SHANAWAZ ISMATH BATCHA.

Good links

There is one site that gives a list of newspapers country wise - afganistan to zimbabawe http://thepaperboy.com/welcome.html and there is this site which tell about ailments and much more http://www.mayoclinic.com/

Rest or Respect

I am no big fan of cricket or any cricketer. I was in trichy last weekend and went to a saloon to have a haircut. It was sunday the 4th day of the test, the barber was watching the TV and doing my hair and he asked me some questions like... 'will India win?' i had no idea as i dint even know it was the 4th day and i dint know what target we were chasing. I asked him what was the target? the guy stopped for a while and stared at me, i knew what he was thinking. I know hailing from a place where cricket is a religion it is hard to find people like me, somehow the game does'nt intrest me,instead i might watch F1 or tennis. anyway this what my friend had to say about Ganguly: Ganguly needs...rest or respect ? OOPS !!! What a disastrous effect the loss by India is gonna have on Ganguly.. Itz true that DADA has to be punished for his not being in the so called FORM.. But is it at the cost of Captaincy....No No No way shud Dada be removed from the Position.. I am not a hard core fan of Dada, but I respect him as a Captain... The Most succesful Indian Captain on the soil so far.. No Indian Captain has the charm and flamboyance as He has.. Hez ' The One '..We all see his batting skills getting sore, his bowling naive.. Think of such a person who is not in form on Field, but is Captain handling all the so called Pressures.. Buddy, Itz Ind Vs pak Match...Things have happened like this...And will happen.. Didn't we route Pak 4-1 in the Sahara ODI Canadian Series ..And when he Earned 'Man with the Golden Arm'.. (Though Dada was not the captained at that time ) We must remember how Sachin crumbled under pressure of Captining !!! Didn't we route Pak in the Test on their Soil.. All through the Ind vs Pak matches so far, Dada's period as Captain in both froms of Cricket has Saved the face of India in the head to head records.... The Post Dada period has more intrinsic victroies in the Head to Head record againt most Nations, than the ..Pre Dada period...I feel thatz Heart Warming.. U must remember that more Pak Players, who have not performed anywhere have tonned against India.. This was bf4 Dada arrived.. He united the players and built team Strength, and India learnt and started to play as a Team, whereby he has lost his place as an Individual Performer.. Thatz the only thing he has to get back..And he WILL.... As far my earlier statement of Dada being punished, he must be awarded the position of Non Playing Captain, from the Playing Captain.. This may, no will prove hilarious and ridiculous..This is not against the rules of Cricket.. England had done that earlier in the more famous Ashes Series... Thou shall lead the team and tatz DADA... and shall be awarded both Rest and Respect.. -courtesy shyam prasad

tring tring...

The calls that a person gets in India at times irritates and at times amuses. I got these 2 calls.One was from the ICICI bank and another was from HUTCH. ...... A guy calls me from ICICI bank and says that he wants to talk about the credit limit of the ICICI credit card. Having refused a lot of similiar calls, i thought i will talk to this guy and find out what he had to offer. he:Sir, i need to talk about the credit limit of ICICI credit card. Me: fine, go ahead he:Sir you have exceeded your credit limit and payment is due now. Me: what? i dont own a ICICI credit card...! and i am senthil natarajan, just in case if you got the wrong person. he: but sir you have exceeded the allowed limit of your card. Me: I told you i dont own a ICICI credit card, and for your info i dont even have ICICI debit card....!( actually i have a ICICI debit card) he: but i am pretty sure that you have crossed the credit limit( now this guy was adamant) Me: hey, when i dont have a credit card then how will I excced its limit? can you give me the card number that you are talking about? he: Sir, as part of our privace policy we donot disclose the card numbers over the phone. Me: Now we need to put an end to this discussion, just prove me that i own a card. he: Sir can you please tell me the last two transactions that you did with your credit card??? Me: Transactions thru' credit card........! damn! i hung up . Just to make sure that i indeed got a call from ICICI i returned the call to the same number after 15 mins. It was ICICI .....! god save ICICI bank from these guys. .... and this call i got last month from HUTCH. I used to get calls from BPL mobile while i was using it, and they usually called to ask if i was intrested to change to Post-paid connection. I was attending a training session when i got this call. lady: sir we are calling from Hutch.... me: i am sorry can you call me after sometime i am busy at the moment and i hung up after say 20-30 secs i got a call again but with a different number lady: sir i am calling from HUTCH..... me:sorry i said i am busy now ....and i abruptly hung up irritated now then there was no call for 2-3 mins and again a number flashed, i was pissed off but din want to hang up, as i din know the number and moreover i was waiting a call from my trainee incharge in HCL.So i answered the phone lady: sir sir sir your due date to pay your bill is over and tomm. we will disconnect your line. me:oops!and hung up gosh! all the while she was trying to tell me that....and i was thinking she was trying to promote some crapy new scheme.

Network Magazine

i was reading a magazine in our office library and it was quite good, guys in US can get it free https://www.subscribenw.com/subscribe/index.jsp

I found this site while browsing through The age http://www.johnhowardlies.com/

Rose!

A guy (lets call him A) was waiting for a girl (lets call her B) whom he had never seen but knew her heart. She would be wearing a rose today at a crowded station. Almost a year ago A was in a public library browsing for a book. He found it and removed it from the shelf and started reading it. Along the margins he found that someone scribbled something in pencil. He read those lines and was immediately impressed. On the last page he found that only one person had borrowed the book, it was B. Somehow he managed to find out the address of B from the librarian. He wrote a letter to B admiring and appreciating her feelings from what he read. B replied and both of them were corresponding through letters for almost a year. In between A asked for B’s photo to which B always denied saying true love should never be based on how a person looks. They both agreed on a date and time and decided to meet at a station, and B said that she would wear a rose on her. A was eagerly waiting to see her; just then a beautiful girl wearing a green saree strode towards him. A smiled at her and she reciprocated and walked quickly. Just as she walked quickly across him, he noticed a woman well in her 40’s with a rose on her standing just opposite to him. A wanted to follow B and speak to her and at the same there was this wonderful woman to whom he corresponded for almost a year. He made his mind and turned towards B and said “ are you B?” “yes” “Shall we go to a restaurant and talk” the women said “what is with you son?, a girl in a green saree came to me and handed over this rose and said if a person comes asking for you then till him that I am waiting in the restaurant on the other side of the road” A giggled and made his way towards the restaurant. If you love a person for what he looks is LUST If you love a person for what he is –is LOVE

Trichy

I am in trichy... came here today morning by Rockfort Express. Hey! i donated blood today... grandmom here is not doing well and as her and my blood group are the same. It feels good when you do something like this. I was told it is actually good for health if you donate once in a while!. I always thought that www was US's invention until i read this article http://public.web.cern.ch/Public/Content/Chapters/AboutCERN/ Achievements/Achievements-en.html http://public.web.cern.ch/Public/Content/Chapters/AboutCERN/ Achievements/WorldWideWeb/WWW-en.html and this is one hell of a site! i can't belive there is a site like this ... at first i thought it is crap.. but this site is genuine. http://www.toiletmap.gov.au/

all in a days work

My office is at vadapalani and commuting is a pain in the a** , the buses are just horrible... i dont even feel like getting into one in the morning peak hours. So this is what i do, i live at adambakkam which is near to St.Thomas Mount Station. 1.I take a share Auto from Adambakkam to Guindy, mind you this is not the big share auto it is a normal auto where at times i even sit along with the driver. This wonderful ride usually costs me Rs.5 2. Then i cross the Guindy railway track[overbridge] and cross the MountRoad [subway] and go into the Guindy Industrail Estate and take another Share auto(these autos are big ones) to Udayam and this cramped ride cost me Rs. 3 ( missing connex trains and yarra trams) 3. From udayam i take another share auto to Vadapalani which cost Rs.5 today was in a way a nice day to say, so this is what happened : Step 1. As usual i took a share auto from adambakkam and i was the first one to hop into the auto so i made it a point to ask the driver whether it was on a sharing basis to which he said 'yes'.A little ahead i saw a girl standing ( beautiful) i was just wondering if she was looking for a share auto, just then she waved her hand and said that she wanted to go to DMS. To my surprise the driver accepted.She sat next to me.... o gosh! i wanted to look at her but then i couldnt turn my face 90 degrees to left and blush. With all the hard earned intelligence i looked thru the mirror, just then she also looked at it... so even that idea went into the drain. A little ahead someone else also hopped in so she came even closer. Damn me! i felt like talking but ........ Then came the climax of step one, she took out her nokia and started talking in English" Hey da wazzup and where are you? have you done the job that you were supposed to do...." she was talking something and all and then suddenly in tamil she said "payyan a marakama kulipatidungo...!" was she married ? god no I got down at Guindy and went inside the industrial estate...Today there was no share auto there... i found out that those guys were on a strike.. i was wondering what to do... going by bus was just out of question, too crowded. I saw a good looking girl standing next to me. I presumed that she was also waiting for a share auto, i thought i will ask her and if she agrees we might take an ordinary auto and share. Me: Are you waiting for share auto? She: Yes! Me:I guess these guys are on a strike...! She: oh! btw where are you going? Me:Vadapalani and where are you going? She: I am going till ekatuthangal... if you don't mind we will take an auto and share! Me: You are just going half the way i don't that will work out (scenu actually i was willing to!)She: Oh thats not a problem! i will give my share you can give it to him when u get down! Me: Hmm... ok! We took an auto and the driver asked Rs.40 till vadapalani and we agreed on that. ( I was under the impression that we would share equally although she never mentioned that and not fair either)On the way not wasting any time i just asked one thing " are you working?" for which in a rather abrupt way she replied "yes"I din talk much as ekatuthangal is not very far from guindy. As she was about to get down she gave me Rs.10 and asked the driver to stop, and told him "avaru kita vaangikongo"O shit! she dint even bother to ask me as to how much she would share.... my fate the journey which normally would have costed just 8 costed my 30 and all that coz of a girl..... I am not worried about the money.... but all this coz of a girl .... hee hee feel like laughing at myself. i guess a long post after a long time thats it for .... going to tricy tomm. eve

All in a days work

O dear laloo

This one i read in a magazine If Hema[MALINI] is my fan then i am her air-conditioner

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.

Republic day

Being in india has advantages like... you get many Govt. holidays and today was one of them... i will enjoy these hoilidays atleast till is start my work( still training). The day was a normal one. will write a lot more over the weekend...