<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517</id><updated>2012-01-17T11:37:45.523+05:30</updated><title type='text'>All in a day's work!</title><subtitle type='html'>just a team weblog about our work, lives, hopes, dreams, disappointments, disasters, and any other issues that we get time to discuss on. Of course most of us hardly get time to discuss ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jax</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1580</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-116523386497849904</id><published>2006-12-04T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-04T17:34:25.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Shopping for houses is amazing. People who would never invite you into their homes under any other circumstances open their doors wide, allow you to peer into their closets, pass judgment on their wallpaper, ask pointed questions about their gutters..”

Just read in one other blog, thought would share will u all too. coz, its indeed weird but true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-116523386497849904?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/116523386497849904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=116523386497849904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/116523386497849904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/116523386497849904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-for-houses-is-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>ranjini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05208433790238528222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-116455334185903203</id><published>2006-11-26T20:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:32:22.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mail from Rajeshprabu.G and D.Joshiba</title><content type='html'>Hi
God blessed us with a male child on 02 nov 2006.
we have not yet decided his name as the astrologer had given us the alphabets in which we cant even imagine a tamil name.hope we will be naming him this week.

i have changed my mobile number. it is 9944453244.

thats all for now.

Rajeshprabu.g&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-116455334185903203?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/116455334185903203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=116455334185903203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/116455334185903203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/116455334185903203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/11/mail-from-rajeshprabug-and-djoshiba.html' title='mail from Rajeshprabu.G and D.Joshiba'/><author><name>rajesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08267481964577264761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-115814480138242453</id><published>2006-09-13T16:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-19T17:22:54.833+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Valuable concept of yester men</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, i was awe struck by the way people had solved some very critical
issues
related to human relationships. Today i thought i should put forth a very
good
concept which was conceived and adopted and was in practice in olden days.
Dont know, if there are much chances for its usage now, but still just
advocating, how clear had our ancestors been!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, it happened to me one day when i was on at my native talking to my mom
about one of our relative. He had a elder brother who was not gifted with a
kid.
So he gave his first kid(Girl) to be adopted by his brother. And meanwhile,
they
had a second baby which was a boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Things went fine until, the elder brother started opposing his brother's
visit to
his place and not show love on their kid as he felt insecure that the kid
might like
to go back to the parents. So our relative was very upset and there started
a breach
in relationship and they wanted to get back their child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And his brother had kind of shown much love on the kid and was very fond of
her
and was not ready to accept our relative. The problem persisted and it went
on
and on and the kid was swayed between the two parents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Finally our relative had to get back the kid forcefully but the relation
ship is no
more with his brother. As we were discussing this, i asked my mom, "Were
there
any such problem in olden days and how people tackled such problems?"
because
i knew it was prevalent in olden days to adopt kids in the relation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;But when i asked my mom, she said, in olden days there werent not much such
problems. i dont know why, but the concept of adoption was different then.
i asked her what it was. She said, "Assume me as a guy and i am married and
i dont have a kid, then if i have a brother who is married but has got kids
and
grandkids too. So now, instead of adopting the kids, the custom was to
adopt
the grandkids."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I was amazed at such a concept which appeared quiet uncomprehensive or
weird to me. Then i thought, why could that be so. There flashed a light.
The reason is, as i portrayed in my first conditin, there were two fathers
who were equal and want to have hold on the child, but if they are of
different
relation by root, then this problem may not come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So i thought, thats why people went for adopting grand kids. The person who
adopts is happy that he has got a kid, and though it is his kid, he is
related to him as grandkid kind and so he would like to show love of that
nature only
to the kid, rather than claiming as father. that way the relation will also
not get
spoilt and so will every thing be intact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I could see a very foreseen condition of analysing a problem in this
solution.
Amazing isnt it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ok will write more later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Regards,
Ranjini&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-115814480138242453?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/115814480138242453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=115814480138242453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/115814480138242453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/115814480138242453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/09/valuable-concept-of-yester-men.html' title='Valuable concept of yester men'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114602654054789064</id><published>2006-04-26T10:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:12:28.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>May this blog Rest In Peace :(. Is this the ed of all in a day's work?
hmmmm...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114602654054789064?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114602654054789064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114602654054789064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114602654054789064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114602654054789064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/04/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114379208267733811</id><published>2006-03-31T13:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-31T13:31:22.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Any Thoughts???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ivarta.com/cause/iv002_bush_shiva.aspx"&gt;buSHIVA Caricature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114379208267733811?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114379208267733811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114379208267733811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114379208267733811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114379208267733811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/03/any-thoughts_31.html' title='Any Thoughts???'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114294204577161472</id><published>2006-03-21T17:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:24:05.853+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A note on progress - from somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;An individual is fortunate if he makes even a modicum
of psychological progress in his life.
E.g., a dull, dim-witted individual develops a new level
of mental vibrancy, or a weak individual takes to a
modestly higher degree of psychological strength.
In our own lives, it is unfortunately too rare to make
such progressive strides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To help us measure our true progress in life,
we can develop a scale that ranges from growth to
development to evolution to transformation. Most of us
 are able to grow, in the sense that we obtain more of
what we already have. E.g. an individual, who has a house,
develops an add-on facility in the back yard, or a sales
person who had 20 individual boutiques as accounts,
eventually acquires 40. That type of progress is horizontal,
as it is more of the same thing. More knowledge,
more money, more relations, more of what we already
are capable of. Development on the other hand is a
vertical progress, the acquisition of some quality of being,
capacity, or level of achievement that we did not have before.
 E.g., the sales person who had 20 boutique accounts has
developed an inner skill and capacity that has enabled him
to attract a chain of stores as clients. Perhaps he has
acquired a little more psychological toughness, or he has
developed a new level of sales and interpersonal skill to
make this happen. Most of us have made some progress
along these lines at some point in our lives, though,
realistically, it has likely not been enough. In fact, most
of us are content with horizontal growth, of more at the
same level. There are even a few who do not even have
the aspiration for that minimal form of progress. They
usually will regress.
Above development is an even greater form of progress.
It is what we can call human evolution. When a weak
person becomes a strong person, that is evolution.
When an uneducated dolt becomes a well-read expert
in a field, there is certainly evolution. It is a movement
and progress to an entirely different plane of being.
When a wildly emotional person becomes a
psychologically stable and reasonable individual, they
move from a lower vital plane of life to a higher, mental
one. It is an evolutionary movement. If that same
person goes further and is able to maintain a constant
level of calm and peace within, then that individual has
even been a modicum of spiritual evolution. Very seriously
 taking to a path of personal progress can lead not only
to vertical development, but, in the rarest of cases,
to personal, and even spiritual evolution.
Finally, the greatest form of progress, even beyond
evolution, is Transformation. It is a decidedly radical
change in our nature. It is not only a movement from
one plane to a higher plane of being, but the permanent settling
there, so that the change is second nature to us. It is virtually
unheard of, yet remains a measure of ultimate progress in life.
E.g., the once emotional, non-stable person has now
progressed to become a tower of calm for others in the world.
Whatever the level of change we seek, the key to making that
 progress is our level of aspiration -- which is, in essence, our
conscious intention to make a thing happen. Do we change
because life forces us to do so, or because we consciously
desire for it to come about? Conscious change is the best way,
the way for the True Individuals of the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Regards,
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the last day of Festival of dances hosted Bharathanatyam by
Chitra vishveshwaran and manjari and Mohiniattam by dance
group from kerala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And i could feel that, bharathanatyam(BN) poses were
stiff where as that of odissi or kuchipudi
was more of the natural way of moving a body.
 May be i felt it(BN) to have become too disciplined
that, i felt it too mechanical or unnatural . The
expressions or bhava of the performer was more
kind of sick feeling which i experience when i listen
to highly emotional (almost crying) songs sung as devotional songs.
I felt like having watched an overact work by Shivaji ganesan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;somehow i always feel, dance should bring the best
out of you. But i feel, the expressions which
they showed was highly artificial that, i started losing
 interest in BN. But then, you might argue that
may be these performers are like this, but then you
should not take just one sample to judge, but
then frankly speaking, even the one i saw at
Vasantha habba i found Priyadarshini govind ok kind
and Even then, i was attracted by grace
and beauty in odissi rather than BN. And all those
kind of makeups to hide the age of the performer
and the not so good performance which was
exhibited by the way they were sweating or taking
deep breaths or adjustments they were doing
really made me feel for BN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Mohini attam also wasnt upto the mark. Anyway
for a performance i do take into consideration
the state of the performer and various other parameters
before i conclude to completely give up
BN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114163810668473996?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114163810668473996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114163810668473996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114163810668473996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114163810668473996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/03/festival-of-dances-partii.html' title='Festival of dances-PartII'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114136662928939348</id><published>2006-03-03T11:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:47:09.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Festival of dances Khajuraho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Sometimes i am amazed, at some of the programmes telecasted in out National
network, i mean
Doordarshan. Ya, yesterday i was highly fotune enough to watch the Festival
of dances held for a
week from 25feb to 3 mar at Khajuraho, Madhya Pradesh in DD Bharathi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ya, i was gifted to see excellent and the most graceful performance by an
Odissi ensemble and
then by a Kuchipudi ensemble for around 2 hours. I was spellbound and
eyetight to the TV for
those wonderous moments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I dint know that, Odissi can be one of the most beautiful, expressive and
highly feminine form of
classical dancing till i watched the performance by the ensemble on the
Kali's Samhara performance.
Though ferocious were the expressions to be expressed, highly graceful and
harmonious were such
expressions too that, one would love to be slained in such expressions.
Synchronisation was at its
peak that, it makes me believe on the perfection one can attain in one's
art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And one of the most amazing performance which followed it was "Nritya
Vilas" in which men clad in
the dress of women perform odissi in an impossible style. It was a good
blend of certain asanas and
odissi that, it would be really difficult for women to do such a dance. I
could see, the way dance lives
in our physical being when i witnessed the two male performers, posed for
Kalinga narthana krishna.
where in one bent back and kept his arms down as Kalinga and the other
stood on his chest
straight in the most enlivening pose of Lord Sri Krishna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Followed by such a breath taking performance was by another odissi women
group which excelled in
depicting krishna leelas. Never to say, the performer of the krishna role
stole my heart and i felt to be
around there dancing as gopis and trying to chide krishna for all his
loveable mischiefs. The performance
reached it pinnacle when she showed the expression of krishna searching for
someone amongst gopis
who could apologise all his fond naughtiness and simultaneously expressing
the "All knowing smile"
of the Lord. Really today i find a shortage of words to carve my
description of the performance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I could see that, though the relay wasnt clear, though i dint understood
odissi, i was
highly engrossed for the whole of two hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Followed by Odissi ensemble was Kuchipudi performance by Deepika Reddy
group. She is really good
looking with do what i say physique. Her solo performance of depicting
trinity aspect of women of
the courage, determination and loving is A master performance of her
career. She chose to depict
the three aspects by portraying the character of Draupathi from
Mahabharatha. Her sequel of steps
from the birth, wedding to pandavas, insult by duriyodhan, revenge of
duriyodhan at kurushetra,
and shanthi of draupathi never failed to make the audience live in the
epical times. I came to know
that dance can take you to another world, when i watched such performances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Followed by that, was "Tarangam" a style unique to kuchipudi, yes, the
performance on the
edge of a metal plate. The excellent control needed to retain the rhythm by
moving
in the thambalam and not move ur leg out as you normally do made me feel
that,
dance is learnt like a tapasya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I really felt happy for having even watched in TV such performances. Wish i
could witness
more such performances!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114136662928939348?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114136662928939348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114136662928939348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114136662928939348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114136662928939348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/03/festival-of-dances-khajuraho.html' title='Festival of dances Khajuraho'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114106653866408465</id><published>2006-02-27T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:31:31.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thambi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you want to make the people silent, you should say it louder. Then only they listen to you.  Same way, if you want to stop people from involving in violence, then you should say it in violent manner.  This is what Seeman (director) wants to communicate through this movie and through very good acting Madhavan (hero) helped him to achieve it.

Story is the backbone of the movie. Music and Madhavan supported it very well. Two or three places direction is really good.  In one scene where college students show their interest in joining with Madhavan 's team, for which Madhavan say them that 'go... go... and perform your duty... study well... if possible become police and save law and order... or else become collector and ...' or else if these things are not possible at least be a good human being and don't make others suffer...' Wah.. the way Madhavan delivers this dialogue is absolutely great... A big applause for Madhavan and Seeman..

Apart from this, in many places screenplay is moving very slowly. Vadivel is in the movie. Unfortunately his comedy didn't work out. People who like Pooja shouldn't miss this movie. I have couple of reasons to say this. One is that, Pooja is looking really good and acted well. And the second and the most important reason is that, she is not having much movies in hand (may be no movie at all), so this might be your last chance to watch her. So don't miss her.

Different story line up, few good songs, good acting,... do you need any other reason to watch this movie???????

But wait, this is not a thorough entertainer. Because of the poor screenplay you might feel bored. So suppose you go to this movie, remember to carry your family/friends, because those are the ones who always stands beside you while you are in distress.
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&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114106653866408465?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114106653866408465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114106653866408465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114106653866408465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114106653866408465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/thambi.html' title='Thambi'/><author><name>Vijaybabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06096804389480813296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114104303577978609</id><published>2006-02-27T17:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:53:56.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My daughter's first bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;365 and a quarter day have passed in a jiffy. i just feel
like hearing her sound kuva kuva but then, now she says
baba, tata, mama. Oh, really with kids around u wont
know how time flies. and with my kid around i dint know
how it vroomed out as a space shuttle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, i decided to make my kid open her eyelids with the
touch of the soft species of the planet. Yes the flowers!
i had bought a bunch of flowers from the florist the day
before, a bunch of roses, carnation, lilium lollipops, tiger
lillies, liliums, Gerberas, Gladiolus, Dendrobiums, tuberoses
and many more. I arranged them in all the three vases i had
and kept at different places in the house, so that she would
wake in a different world!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And ya, thanks to beautiful Red Gerbera which nodded noisily
when Srinidhi tickled it first. A sweet thanks to my spouse for giving
such an idea to get flowers for her. My god, she wanted to pluck the
flowers
in vases at any cost. So i just took her close to it and let her just touch
and bring her back. Else thats it, out of joy she would have craft her
handwork
on them. But she loved to see them. Oh how she loved a set of Lillium
lollipops
and roses kept in a vase. She kept on pointing towards it and asked me to
take
her there. coz behind the glasses, its unreacheable where as the rest were
there outside and she can touch and feel them. Then i had to go to office.
So went to office but couldnt resist myself from thinking about
the kind of good time i would be having for the next two days.
Coz my parents have joined me and my sis with her husband also
joined that day night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Then in the evening, i started earlier from office and took her
to a temple. Had a wonderful darshan and did archanai. On the way
to the temple we were stuck in traffic jam, but managed to take snaps
on the go to control our pranky srinidhi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Came back from temple and started gossiping with all my kith and kin.
Oh god, it was 12 o clock and we had to go back to bed, coz the next
day we had plans to go to "Gatti Subramanya temple". we had booked
a travels and we started our journey towards the pilgrim centre. The
settings of the temple is really picturesque with the temple in the valley
surrounded by a series of hills. Good the lord was. So powerful the lord
it seems over there and hence kept all the wishes i have!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Came back from there in the evening and cut cake as planned.
Ok how srinidhi enjoys when we make her do some thing new. Yes,
today she got an opportunity to cut cake and ofcourse smash cakes
when she fed us. I dont know why kids like their hands to be greased
by such slimy things!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, the celebration was still on. Coz though my parents has moves on
saturday night, my sis and her husband was there. so we decided to go
to ISKCON temple and we did have a good time there. Need not say
Srinidhi too, as she had hands on lots of foodies like puliodharai, lemon
rice,
curd vada, sponge cake, onion pakoda, dosa, mulberry icecream.....
After a long time, i had nice eating out. came back home and rested
a while. Ok done, i thought. And so did the celebration end after
3 days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114104303577978609?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114104303577978609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114104303577978609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114104303577978609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114104303577978609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-daughters-first-bday.html' title='My daughter&apos;s first bday!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114102843951059670</id><published>2006-02-27T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:50:39.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/cell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/cell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story of a guy (Chris Evans as Ryan) who broke up with his girl friend allegedly accused of failing to act his age and on charges of being so self centered, childish, immature behavior, careless, blah blah blah and who suddenly turns out to be the man of the moment in a whole new ballgame of saving the life of an unknown person and her family from the hands of a few dirty cops. This shows how a man can convert his true self into actions with just-in-time bravery with an empathetic mind committed to risk even his own life to save the lives of unknown faces.

Jason Statham, a horse of a different color, performed the starring role of a dirty cop. Jason Statham abducts Jessica Martin, her kid, and her husband. She had no clues why they are being abducted. This covert abduction of Martin's family is to snatch a video tape containing Jason's heinous activities as a dirty cop.

She was then locked up inside an unknown house. She has nothing more than a shattered telephone and somehow manages to build a working phone from the scrap. This is how she seeks the help of Chris Evans (Ryan) through a random wrong number and the rest of the story is all about the do-or-die battle of Chris Evans with Jason Statham to secure the lives of the Martins. Chris Morgan, the screenplay writer should be the man behind the success of this one line story.

With all this thrill and suspense, one thing I like with this movie is the way the story's foundation was laid by introducing Chris Evans as a guy who's alleged of being self-centered by his girl friend and who later turned out to be the other way around :). Good movie. A suspense thriller worth enjoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114102843951059670?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114102843951059670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114102843951059670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114102843951059670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114102843951059670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/story-of-guy-chris-evans-as-ryan-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114085085402073693</id><published>2006-02-25T12:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:30:54.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oru CED Campus in Kathai</title><content type='html'>Yesterday myself and Kurinji had a discussion about the Movie "Oru Kallureein Kathai". Suddenly a idea sparked and we are discussing how to remake the same movie in our CED Campus.

In remaking the movie, we faced the following problems while scripting the screenplay

1. Dr.RJ has to come out on anticipatory bail.
2. Our CED campus have been turned into a hospital, so the building has to be restored back as the old campus.
3. We should supply Balaji "Masala Vadai" (which he cannot share with others) on the opening day of the new campus.
4. We should give RTS a sum of Rs.140000 as placement fund for brochure printing
5. A company like landmark will come for campus interview and will not declare the results at all.

But the bigger problem that we faced again in screenplay is that,

1.How to bring Dr.R.Subramanian(Managerial Economics) and Prof.Kannan back from heaven?

Ok Guys and Gals, tell me who will play the role of Arya in this move? My choice is prefrably the roll no:41.

Please blog down your thoughts who will play the role of Arya in this movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114085085402073693?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114085085402073693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114085085402073693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114085085402073693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114085085402073693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/oru-ced-campus-in-kathai.html' title='Oru CED Campus in Kathai'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114078169876452198</id><published>2006-02-24T17:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-24T17:18:18.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tallest Lord Muruga at KL</title><content type='html'>Visit &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/1/31/nation/13258518&amp;sec=nation"&gt;Malaysia Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114078169876452198?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114078169876452198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114078169876452198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114078169876452198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114078169876452198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/tallest-lord-muruga-at-kl.html' title='Tallest Lord Muruga at KL'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114042392490591330</id><published>2006-02-20T13:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T13:55:25.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oh jax, u missed it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, i am talking about the weekend get to in my house.
On friday evening ramgopal called up and asked about my
availability on saturday. I am free these weekends without much
work coz of off loading my work to my grannies and not many
visiting friends of seeni as he is at SanJose now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So i said "Yes" to his que and ya, he chartered a plan on saturday
and caught kicha, siva and swedha. Only when he had called up,
we remembered that u are away at chennai. Hope u too had a good
time there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ya, saturday morning One by one stepped into my house. First kicha,
the the trio of ram, swedha and siva. Siva in a new costume! Its becoz
of the threat i had given. telling that we would allow her to stay in
b'lore only if she could dress a bit trendy. so did siva come in some
cool handworked short kurta and jean! Good she looked! And not to
say of swedha's grand dressing sense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok, we all were in at our house around 12 and we had a nice
chat and talk while most of us spent our time around Srinidhi.
In the middle i crept to cook Tomato rice, White rice, mix veg.
raitha, cauliflower fry. Then got some more snacks like chips
and curd to finish the menu for lunch. Once done, we had good
lunch around 1pm. I think the lunch was too heavy. And i was
certified to have improved cooking these days!
Thanks guys and gals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And then i could see that people will start yawning if i dont keep
them busy. Idea! i took them BY WALK to the near by park. Ram
took the pride of carrying my daughter in his arms to and fro to
the park. At park we had a good time again talking about friends
and some updates. Ya, we did call ganesh to convey our joy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Then we came back home and watched TV for a while munching
some delicious grapes. Oh, u guys thought we were done for the
day, naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..
we still had plans to hang on. ya, we had plans to go to near by
temple. So started to the temple around 5. I gave correctly the
wrong direction. But ram by his spatial intelligence, could catch
us up properly. Sorry and thanks ram for taking it cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Had a hearty darshan there. And ya, we found it really difficult to
move ram without getting prasadam. But then, he succeeded and
only after getting prasada, we left the temple. Kicha and swetha
waved us bye from there where as siva and ram came back to our
home. There as we were watching "Anbe Sivam", we got into the
conversation of the latest movies i had watched and told them a
gist of stories. So did ram tell about a movie named "Serendipity"
which i thought i should also watch. I have told my husband to get
it if possible. otherwise, any guys/gals who has got a hold on that
DVD, pls. pass on to me. But as i hear the story, i feel it to be
similar to tamil movie "JJ". Anyway, let me watch it once, as i feel
the acting in english movies are better than local ones.
And now we decided to part! So did we say goodbye!
Oh how swiftly the time had gone for me for the day and i enjoyed
it thoroughly. Sometimes, we feel the presence of others as
encouraging, but sometimes not so encouraging. But this meet
was of the first kind. Hope to have such meets more in future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114042392490591330?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114042392490591330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114042392490591330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114042392490591330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114042392490591330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-jax-u-missed-it.html' title='Oh jax, u missed it!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114008608724832976</id><published>2006-02-16T16:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:48:57.903+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a note on civilisation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Civilization is a difficult word, and many, not knowing what it stands for, entertain childish opinions, and demand a definition of it as though to test anyone who uses it.  
Definitions of such words are as a rule, false. One who asks for them stands guilty of hollowness and self-importance. Specific references in a statement can be demanded of a word like civilization. First, historically it stands for the division between peoples who lived without it and those who lived differently within it.  Secondly, it stands for the great achievements that made human life possible, and it suggests continuity over a long stretch of time.  Thirdly, it implies the unconscious mind-forming conditions. Fourthly it gives, therefore, form and content to human life, and we recognize human life by the distinction stamped on it by the civilization in which it acquires its characteristic qualities.  Fifthly, it is in a civilization that the relation between mind and the achievements of the race are possible. What we call culture is related to this relation; culture consists in the
habits that the mind forms in relation to past achievements.  Sixthly, within
civilization there might follow one after another different life-styles. History is the history of these life-styles. The last point I wish to make is this. Civilization as a descriptive word must be distinguished from civilization
as a concept word.  As a concept word, it refers to the spirit and glory of the race, so that we are obliged to do everything possible to promote continuity and protect its interests. There need not be anything mystifying about it.  We must have a concept of our own civilization as mind-forming, life-sustaining, and distinction-bestowing, so that we can feel our distinction as a race and know the true interests of our civilization, which are inseparable from our life.  There are two things which require careful attention:
1. a civilization is an absolute, because what makes one civilization
different from another is its unique quality.
2. We must take care not to make unwarranted comparisons between different civilizations.
What one possesses, being born and grown up in one's own civilization is invaluable because it is irreplaceable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;- taken from the book "Introduction to poetry" by Prof. T.V. Subbarao
which i am reading now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114008608724832976?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114008608724832976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114008608724832976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114008608724832976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114008608724832976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/note-on-civilisation.html' title='a note on civilisation.'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114006970606021722</id><published>2006-02-16T11:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T13:06:14.070+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Whenever I see</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;a simple work of hers it instills in me that nothing can be beautiful than her work. Forget about the grand works of hers which has always left many a people wordless and dumbfound. So exquisite and awesome are her works that even a glance of it is imbibed in the mind for a long
time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Wondering whom am I talking about? Ya, it's mother nature ..........All these words are becoz of a small tree which i saw on my way to office that day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It is a flower bearing tree full of dashing yellow flowers arranged in a beautiful pattern on the green-brown branches of the tree. The bark of the tree looked like the skin of an old man and had lots of wrinkles running through out. But then, the dark brown color, gave a unique mystique charm to the bark, though it was dusted heavily by mud. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Inspite of the hussles all around, the tree was enjoying the not so sunny but slight windy chill weather and letting its bloom soar towards the sky. Even when i am heavily engaged as i pass by the tree, It never fails to show its beauty and gay to me by drawing my attention! Sometimes such moments lay in our memory for a long time though we dont take effort to remember them i believe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114006970606021722?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114006970606021722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114006970606021722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114006970606021722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114006970606021722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/whenever-i-see.html' title='Whenever I see'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-114001490216129831</id><published>2006-02-15T20:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-16T13:07:54.020+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Sang(u) Parivar Sacristans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/1.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When love spreads all around and when millions rush to catch up with their soul mate, there were a few bigots who bullied them for showing and sharing their love. The so called saviors of the Hindu culture: the Baj(ji) Rang Da(a)l and its allies did pose threat to V-day celebrations in the name of saving Indian culture. It sounds so cynical.

This is why in recent times Hinduism is often associated with a band of few hardliners who claim that they are the watchdogs of Hinduism and Indian culture. The bottom line field workers of these watchdog organizations are used to stooge for their NETAs who paint saffron to all their obscure outdated thoughts and practices, which they want others too to imbibe.

Commercialization, westernization, against Indian culture, blah blah blah… These are few buzzword barricades they use to bully people from moving ahead with radical practices. Commercialization—let it be. If Diwali can make the garment industry’s corpus to swell, why not V-day make Archies’ treasury to swell? Why isn’t there any cry when there’s a huge hype over celebrating Akshaya Thrithiyai? Is it not an exploitation of people’s superstitious beliefs through focused marketing campaign that tempts people to buy gold on that day to bring their share of fortune home? Why not these watchdog peek into such irrational practices and guide the Hindu mass to its well being?

Well, it’s to the merit of any civilization and culture to be more agile and tolerant with changing times. To their dismay, things are happening the other way. Keep in mind that anything new in this world will first be ignored. Then will be laughed at. Then will be fought with. But, victory is yours if you stay committed to what you believe. So, guys… love all and love sensibly; not only on V-day, but forever.

Shucks! So much love at hand but no Visa to Venus... :(
Mahen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-114001490216129831?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/114001490216129831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=114001490216129831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114001490216129831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/114001490216129831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/sangu-parivar-sacristans.html' title='The Sang(u) Parivar Sacristans'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113999760741739307</id><published>2006-02-15T14:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:33:26.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brooks India 2nd year anniversary</title><content type='html'>We celebrated the second year anniversary yesterday. Juts a photo post to take you through the event. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113999760741739307?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113999760741739307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113999760741739307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113999760741739307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113999760741739307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/brooks-india-2nd-year-anniversary.html' title='Brooks India 2nd year anniversary'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113998235097654297</id><published>2006-02-15T10:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-15T14:18:07.270+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V-Day Celeb....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3208/156/1600/seren.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3208/156/200/seren.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday as part of Valentine's Day celeberation, our unit had a recreation time offering a noon show about a suspense love story. Yup its SERENDIPITY.

It started with a guy meeting a gal in a mall. Their love bloomed in serendipity when they both picked up a lovely gloves accidently. When they wanted to express their love, she noticed a bad-sign and she is quite insane. They were contesting some external things to happen for them to join and live forever. During the contest they miss each other with out having direct reference of each other except known by face.

Then the movie goes similar to our Indian movies with twists here an there finally they met each other for LOVE.
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: I am not that good at reviewing a movie, nyway have tried my level best ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113998235097654297?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113998235097654297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113998235097654297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113998235097654297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113998235097654297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day-celeb.html' title='V-Day Celeb....'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113991405753617764</id><published>2006-02-14T16:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:17:37.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i am becoming old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ya, i when i tried to recollect the spelling of a small word like "forest"
i felt that i am becoming old, or should i say, the ageing process of
my brain is on now. becoz never have i, before, encountered such a
situation.
And this kind of forgetfulness i dont attribute only to the brain but for
growth
also. Coz somewhere i heard that every 7 years we get a new body, in the
sense
none of the cells which existed 7 years ago do exists after 7 years. so the
body
keeps on refreshing and i feel, since i fail to refresh the thoughts, the
cells which
contain those information must have died and i have to fill new cells with
those
old thoughts. Oh a continuous process its going to be i believe. sound
crazy....
anyway i am trying to find a stupid logic for my forgetfulness, thats it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113991405753617764?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113991405753617764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113991405753617764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113991405753617764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113991405753617764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-becoming-old.html' title='i am becoming old'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113982196028100691</id><published>2006-02-13T14:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:42:40.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kicha, jax and me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ya, yesterday it was surprising for three of us, coz it was a sudden plan
to
meet at my place and yes, we did meet! Coz, most of the time, we plan but
then coz of some reason i had to give up the meet. anyway this time it
worked
out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We had a healthy discussion revolving mainly around the books we read and
we
are into these days. And the discussion also focused on trying to bring
work habits
to day to day life. Ya, the way i was trying to do process definition at
home , jax was
trying to correct the grammar mistake in a small sentence written near the
door bell.
Interesting! Then we ended up saying, until it doesnt go to the level of
harming our
day to day acts, lets let it remain as some unnamed or unknown syndrome in
medical
records or something like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;we also started to list the number of MSITMMB working women and ya, quiet
handsome
number are into job which is sure a confident sign. Keep going girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And we got a surprise news from jax, but then, no i wont break it. Sure it
will be a
secret jax if u dont break! Let other's break their head now of what the
secret is ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And i enjoyed the evening very much. so did my daughter to see the wild
pranks of
jax. anyway new born's mommies take care of ur child when he is around. He
tries
to threaten the kid by showing faces. but never mind, he seems to be fond
of kids
too. Btw, my kid will very soon start showing faces to him and i think he
will soon be
in big trouble then. what do u say jax?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ok, hope to have such meets very often sometime later.
till then,
bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113982196028100691?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113982196028100691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113982196028100691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113982196028100691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113982196028100691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/kicha-jax-and-me.html' title='kicha, jax and me!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113981369917448152</id><published>2006-02-13T12:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-13T12:24:59.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Had</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/dick.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/dick.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Yet another classic comedy by Jim Carrey. Fun with Dick and Jane—fun time. It's a story of a couple (Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni) struggling to come out of their blues after Jim Carrey was ditched by his employer Jack in an Enron-like calamity.

Jim Carrey gets promoted as the VP of his company and then comes the bolt from the blue when he learns that he's going to have his tough time ahead without a job, bank balance, pension fund, and so on. The story gains momentum with a few glib-commedy acts of robbery by the Harpers (Dick and Jane) and the comedy was well woven and interspersed in between while at the same time clinging to the bottom line of the story which portrays the hard times of a jobless couple striving hard to live up to their dreams.

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/dick2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/dick2.gif" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going forward in their steal-to-live life, Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni manage to get Jack, the CEO of Globodyne, transfer 400 million dollars to Globodyne's employees' pension fund thereby putting an end to the suffering of Globodyne's employees. In a nutshell, Fun with Dick and Jane—yet another laughter therapy by Jim Carrey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113981369917448152?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113981369917448152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113981369917448152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113981369917448152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113981369917448152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/had.html' title='Had'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113937678380478649</id><published>2006-02-08T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-08T12:11:30.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of Hutus and Tutsis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/Rwanda.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/200/Rwanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One word can tell you what &lt;a href="http://www.hotelrwanda.com"&gt;Hotel Rwanda&lt;/a&gt; is all about, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genocide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. One line can tell you what Hotel Rwanda is all about, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the whole world closed its eyes, one man opened his arms!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;

A perfect portrayal of the audaciousness and benevolent-cunningness of a Hutu moderate to save the lives of his kiths and kins, neighbours, and refugees from a brutal massacre by an organized Hutu militia. Aw shucks! It again reminds humanity that &lt;em&gt;man is good; but, men are bad!&lt;/em&gt;

Terry George is for sure a master of his craft for a splendid reproduction of a real incident—&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;genocide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; not to mention the acting of Don Cheadle—a masterpiece. If Don plays the Hero, the story plays the heroine. Yep! This film would have been a flop if George had let the story fizzle out in an attempt to over emphasize the commercial aspects like adding special effects or high-tech fight sequences. It's a job well done by Terry George and his team and he was successful in creating a lasting impression on the audience about the cruelty and bitterness of racist-hatredness and genocides.

A few questions belch out from my mind when I see the indifference of the so called super powers at a time when a hostile faction ransacks, rapes, and kills tens and thousands of innocent people of a particular ethnic group. When the whole world slanted towards the Indian minorities for what happened at Gujarat, why did they hand over their shit to the &lt;em&gt;Rwandan Tutsis&lt;/em&gt;—a minority ethnic group? It's not a perfect world...If it is, it's not a world!!!


Is it possible to live in an idealistic and perfect world? Is it possible to live in an all-equal mutually-respecting world? Are all humans equal? Of course, the ideal answer should be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But, is that answer enforceable and is that equality prevalent in practical world? Why then did communism fail? Are people not willing to be equals? Or are people not equals at all? Why such genocides and holocaust? Why such hatred? It again boils out to the same list of answers; &lt;em&gt;social imbalance; the gap between the haves and have-nots; suppression; oppression; discrimination; sadist-racism; blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;... All said and done, one word I can wish for such genocides—&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!

&lt;em&gt;"Never, never and never again shall it be that this beautiful land will again experience the oppression of one by another."—Nelson Mandela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113937678380478649?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113937678380478649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113937678380478649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113937678380478649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113937678380478649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/of-hutus-and-tutsis.html' title='Of Hutus and Tutsis'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113896870259809906</id><published>2006-02-03T17:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-03T17:41:42.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Updates about Srinidhi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Hi guys, back today once again after a tight period at office. Atlast
we did finish our SCAMPI C, (Standard CMMI Appraisal Method for Process
Improvement)
the first stage of CMMI level 3 appraisal. Still two more SCAMPIs are
pending.
Next appraisal is either end of march or early april. so atleast by end of
this month
i think i will be free. And seeni is been to onsite for 45 days to SanJose.
Managing somehow with out him! Hope all of u guys are fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Regarding Srinidhi, she has started walking on walker. have to make her
learn walk by herself.
 Started talking Mazhalai bhasai. So planning to spend as much time with
her as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;She recognises god photos and prays by keeping both hands together esp.
ganesha.
She knows that kerchief is to be used while sneezing.
She recognises me on photos.
She likes to watch cows and say bhobho.
She loves watching waging tail of dogs with lots of curiosity.
She likes to go out and cry when we bring her back home after outing.
She sticks to me when i am back from office and refuses to go to any body.
typical amba pillo.
She shows her anger by slapping on our face or screaming, if we dont give
her what she wants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So days are rolling as things happen like this for me!
will keep u guys updated when time permits, till then, bye ya.
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Another sting &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/article.php?id=4779&amp;amp;section_id=3"&gt;Operation Water Rat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/index.html"&gt;CNN IBN&lt;/a&gt;. Poor &lt;em&gt;Mumbaikars!!! &lt;/em&gt;They are still unsafe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113893636853784669?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113893636853784669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113893636853784669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113893636853784669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113893636853784669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/operation-water-rat.html' title='Operation Water Rat'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113884758703951805</id><published>2006-02-02T07:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-02T08:03:07.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Spiel of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/424897%7ENelson-Mandela-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/200/424897%7ENelson-Mandela-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On this date in 1990, South African president F.W. de Klerk ended a 30-year ban on the African National Congress and promised to free ANC leader Nelson Mandela, who had been in prison since 1964. In 1993, de Klerk and Mandela shared the Nobel Peace Prize. The following year, Mandela was elected president of South Africa in the country's first all-race election; he served for five years (1994-1999). 

Quote: &lt;em&gt;"After climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are many more hills to climb... I can rest only for a moment, for with freedom comes responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not yet ended."&lt;/em&gt; – Long Walk to Freedom: The Autobiography of &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/main/ntquery?method=4&amp;dsid=1648&amp;deid=798540580&amp;gwp=11&amp;curtab=1648_1"&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;em&gt; Courtesy:www.answers.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113884758703951805?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113884758703951805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113884758703951805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113884758703951805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113884758703951805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/spiel-of-day.html' title='Spiel of the day'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113876780818876420</id><published>2006-02-01T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:53:28.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Where are the poor Hindus?</title><content type='html'>Yet another column by &lt;a href="http://ia.rediff.com/news/franc.htm"&gt;Francois Gautier&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ia.rediff.com/news/2006/jan/31franc.htm"&gt;Where are the poor Hindus?&lt;/a&gt; As once alluded to by Kishore when I referred to a similar pro-hindu article by Francois that he is sounding like a hindu fanatic for his all-praising pro-hindu advocacy, I would not mind being a fanatic on the grounds that I have the right to my self-determination and as long as I don't get an answer from any one of us for the question "Is there not a single Hindu-Indian to rule the 850 million hindus of India?" :)

Your say??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113876780818876420?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113876780818876420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113876780818876420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113876780818876420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113876780818876420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/02/where-are-poor-hindus.html' title='Where are the poor Hindus?'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113833511936118170</id><published>2006-01-27T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:52:58.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Paradoxical Population</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indian Republic Day! &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/index.html"&gt;CNN IBN&lt;/a&gt; and Centre for the Study of Developing Societies unearthed lot many things through a survey on the eve of Indian Republic Day.

One of the questions posed to the participants of this survey is, "Are you proud to be an Indian?" Well! The answer is unsurprisingly &lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt;. About 97% Indians feel proud to be Indians as opposed to 94%, which is the percentage of Americans who feel proud to be US citizens.

However, a considerable chunk of the participants responded by saying, "I didnt have a proud-moment in my life for being an Indian." A paradoxical population!! More about this &lt;a href="http://www.ibnlive.com/features/rday/stateofthenation/national.php"&gt;survey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113833511936118170?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113833511936118170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113833511936118170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113833511936118170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113833511936118170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/paradoxical-population.html' title='A Paradoxical Population'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113802438492260191</id><published>2006-01-23T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:23:04.936+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sivajirao Gaekwad's Official website</title><content type='html'>Watch Sivajirao Gaekwad official website for the film &lt;a href="http://www.sivajitheboss.com"&gt;Sivaji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113802438492260191?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113802438492260191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113802438492260191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113802438492260191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113802438492260191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/sivajirao-gaekwads-official-website.html' title='Sivajirao Gaekwad&apos;s Official website'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113799549995332721</id><published>2006-01-23T11:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:21:39.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Re: Begging the Question....</title><content type='html'>Since a candidate was not elaborate in his response, it doesn't mean he lacks the needed potential. Its interviewer's responsibility to know what lies in the interviewee. The whole process is not to showcase either of their knowledge. Its just matching the interviewee's skill with the requirement.

Coming to the scaling... its human nature they would rate themselves high. And in no way one can take great elite personalities like Shakespeare into this scaling.... They are far from these. Normally one will compare themselves among their peers i.e, as like any other competitor for the post. Shakespeare is not competing for that TW position.

Moreover you should have said considering Shakespeare at ten, how u will rate in the scale. If still the answer is "Nine"; Its no need to continue the interview as the person is not rational in his thoughts.

Coming to the fallacies.

Its truth, you are scripted based on the constant input you receive from everyone you interfere. Its very true that if you consistently &amp; persistently bring up a child you are doing well in Maths even if he is average... He will really come up later on. In the same way, if you say to a child your are dressing smart, you play well etc... this gets into the subconscious mind and keeps on growing. Moreover if the same words is being received from two - three other people then the confident level still increases.

Since one of the person disagrees upon the scripts I received so far, I won't change. If lots of person started to disagreeing on that point I will start changing.... Thatz all Stephen R Covey talks in his inside-out phenomena.

Everything depends on your thought process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113799549995332721?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113799549995332721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113799549995332721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113799549995332721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113799549995332721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/re-begging-question.html' title='Re: Begging the Question....'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113775102011719611</id><published>2006-01-20T15:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-23T08:57:15.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Begging the Question</title><content type='html'>One fine morning I was in an interview session with a candidate. It was for an opening in my team for the position of technical writer. All formal questions, both technical and personal, was exhausted just in a few minutes since the candidate was so short and non-exhaustive in her answers.

Eventually, I asked her to rate herself in a ten point scale with respect to writing in general (I already felt that she didn’t know what technical writing is all about…)

“Can you rate yourself in a ten point scale w.r.t writing skills?”

Candidate: “Oh yes! I would rate myself at nine.”

“Oh boy! Nine!!!!!!!! So, if I consider Shakespeare standing at 10, would you be at nine?” was my response and I added, “How would you rate yourself so confidently at nine?”

Candidate: “My team leads and project managers have told me many times that I have been so good at writing.”

“Why should I believe your leads’ and managers’ words about you?” ;-)

Candidate: “Because they are my leads, they are my managers.”

Well!!! This is what happened in one of my interviewing experiences with a candidate. This is a kind of fallacy called “&lt;em&gt;Begging the Question&lt;/em&gt;.” &lt;em&gt;Begging the Question &lt;/em&gt;is a fallacy in which the premises include the claim that the conclusion is true (directly or indirectly) or assume that the conclusion is true. In this case, the candidate assumed that whatever her leads and managers told should be true and therefore her writing should be good.

Fallacies are inseparable part of human perception. As the saying goes “the mind reads what it wants,” everybody in some form or another is obsessed with facts based on certain premises formed by his/her own perceptions.

&lt;em&gt;Wishful thinking &lt;/em&gt;is another such logical fallacy that creates an illusion to see something you wish for as true and existing, while it need not necessarily be so at all. Similarly there are so many classification of logical fallacies.

I was just reading some excerpts from the Web after experiencing such an interview session. If you learn to read between lines and if you try to see what lies underneath the cover, you will be able to chuck out most unwanted arguments in a discussion or debate as they would by and large be based on some logical fallacies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113775102011719611?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113775102011719611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113775102011719611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113775102011719611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113775102011719611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/begging-question.html' title='Begging the Question'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113746801342379234</id><published>2006-01-17T08:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-17T08:50:13.440+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indian weblog awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://indibloggies.org/"&gt;Indibloggies&lt;/a&gt;, an organization for Indian bloggers announced the &lt;a href="http://indibloggies.org/results-2005/"&gt;results&lt;/a&gt; for best blogs in various categories. Amazing part is that there is an award for the best group blog and that has been awarded to &lt;a href="http://www.desipundit.com/"&gt;DesiPundit&lt;/a&gt;. Will we be there some day??? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113746801342379234?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113746801342379234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113746801342379234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113746801342379234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113746801342379234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/indian-weblog-awards.html' title='Indian weblog awards'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113707139751934037</id><published>2006-01-13T08:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-13T08:22:37.486+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My wish list minus iPod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/iPod1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/iPod1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Cohorts,
I am rocking with my new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodshuffle/"&gt;iPod Shuffle&lt;/a&gt;, an innovative MP3 player cum storage device capable of holding close to 240 songs or in other words has 512 MB of memory. Endless music with a freedom to choose my favorite songs in a different order every time. No need to worry about alkaline batteries anymore. so handy and light weight. Usable to the core. For sure this could be one killer innovation that could drive all insatiable music lovers to stay tuned with their favorite music while on roads or at home.

To tell you exactly how I and iPod go together, just imagine how Madhavan listens to music (endrendrum punnagai song in Alaipayuthey ;-) while riding his bike... hehe.. that's how I am riding on Chennai's highway... ;-)

Going gaga with an iPod... 
BTW, wish you all a happy &lt;strong&gt;Maatu&lt;/strong&gt; Pongal. Bulls, take care. I know it would be kind of harrassment for you people to run amidst us at Alanganallur. But, that's what delights us. so, dont be harsh on us. take care of your horns while running over the crowd... ;-)

Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113707139751934037?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113707139751934037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113707139751934037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113707139751934037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113707139751934037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-wish-list-minus-ipod.html' title='My wish list minus iPod'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113696244401232772</id><published>2006-01-11T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:24:04.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>365 days ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Exactly a year ago, I wrote a post titled &amp;#8216;&lt;a href="http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-back.html"&gt;I am back!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#8217;. After that, there have been no posts from me since then, barring a few comments, now and then. &lt;/p&gt;
 &lt;p&gt;I wouldn&amp;#8217;t want to go into reasons why it was so. If you had noticed, you would have seen I blog about the books regularly at my &lt;a href="http://bookshelf.xavierroy.com"&gt;bookshelf&lt;/a&gt;. In fact, I don&amp;#8217;t even blog at my &lt;a href="http://xavierroy.com"&gt;personal&lt;/a&gt; blog that much nowadays. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why? I don&amp;#8217;t know why and I can&amp;#8217;t explain why. I believe even Kicha has been away from here since last Feb. Maybe he can explain why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113696244401232772?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113696244401232772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113696244401232772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113696244401232772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113696244401232772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/365-days-ago.html' title='365 days ago...'/><author><name>Jax</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113686800868040113</id><published>2006-01-10T10:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:10:08.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vinod: a juggler</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyxPSb5rEGo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OyxPSb5rEGo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;

If I am right, this would be the first videoblog of All in a Day's Work. See Vinod's talent in handling two full snazzy bottles: a Baccardi rum bottle and a Signatures. Well, the cost of this clip is around Rs. 400! Stupefied? Yep! While juggling bottles, Vinod dropped one of the bottles, the Baccardi, more to the disappointment of Ganesh for whom that was bought. May be, with proper practice, Vinod has got something in hand to entertain us when we meet. Vinod also got an offer for the post of Juggler in Jimbo Russian Circus ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113686800868040113?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113686800868040113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113686800868040113' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113686800868040113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113686800868040113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/vinod-juggler.html' title='Vinod: a juggler'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113634612672293878</id><published>2006-01-06T08:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:50:05.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time to clean up???</title><content type='html'>It's a bit more than two years and a half since we started this blog. It's an enthralling feeling when I look back and see how we have been evolving over time. This blog just started as a place where people used to post their weekend dhamakas, job search stories, travel time happenings, and so on. At times I have seen a bunch of posts lining up as a thread on a specific issue. Well! We talked sense too at times...

Is now a time to change and reinvent the very purpose of this blog to make it more useful and participative? How does the name "All in a day's work" sound to you? Are we talking just all about our work? Well this calls for a change in the name of the blog. You people can suggest some contemporary name and theme to go ahead from this New Year.

What else can be done? The look and feel???? Yep! Jax has the administrative rights. I would better drop the ball in his court for changing it; provided he has got time for that. And what more... let me think a while and get back to e-see you all ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113634612672293878?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113634612672293878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113634612672293878' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113634612672293878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113634612672293878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-to-clean-up.html' title='Time to clean up???'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113651796601817164</id><published>2006-01-06T08:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:48:43.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No more Food World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/fw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="82" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/fw.gif" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/Spen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" height="92" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/Spen.gif" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food World, one of India's largest retail chain of supermarkets is now called as &lt;em&gt;Spencer's Daily. &lt;/em&gt;A new look in the new year. When companies like Walmart are eyeing India as a potential market for retailing, it's quite obvious for one already inthe Indian retail to respond proactively. Well! We have to keep our fingers crossed and see how Indian retail industry would transform when such FDI's are allowed in the retail market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113651796601817164?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113651796601817164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113651796601817164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113651796601817164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113651796601817164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-more-food-world.html' title='No more Food World'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113646126269849813</id><published>2006-01-05T16:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:27:42.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New year celebs at Brooks India</title><content type='html'>Hi buddies,
Just thought of giving you a gist of our new year celebrations at Brooks India.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSC00620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSC00620.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the cake of which everybody wanted to have a lion's share...
;-)
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/IMG_0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/IMG_0829.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

The one seeing the camera is Mr. Muthukumar Ramalingam, the Director of Brooks India. Well! you should be knowing the one who talks in the mobile... ;-) the busiest person in Brooks India... ;-)
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSC00626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSC00626.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here you see a lucky angel receiving a Titan wrist watch from my Director. Two persons: an angel and a daemon &lt;em&gt;just kidding&lt;/em&gt;(the one you see below... ;-) were selected in a random pick by my director.
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSC00627.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSC00627.0.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;












A few other snaps
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&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSC00625.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113646126269849813?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113646126269849813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113646126269849813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113646126269849813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113646126269849813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-celebs-at-brooks-india.html' title='New year celebs at Brooks India'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113644268272223973</id><published>2006-01-05T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-05T12:07:45.253+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Appraisal vs Resignation!</title><content type='html'>A newly joined trainee engineer asks his boss " whatz the meaning of appraisal ? "
Boss : " U know  the meaning of resignation ? "
Trainee : " yes I do "
Boss : "So let me make u understand what a  appraisal is by comparing it with resignation"

Comparison study: Appraisal and Resignation

In Appraisal meeting they will speak only about your weakness, errors, andfailures. In resignation meeting they will speak only about your strengths, past achievements and success.

In Appraisal you may need to cry and beg for even 10% hike. In resignation you can easily demand ( or get even without asking ) more than 50-60% hike.

During Appraisal, they will deny promotion saying you didn't meet the expectation, you don't have leadership qualities, u had several drawbacks in our objective/goal. During resignation, they will say you are the core member of team; you are the vision of the company how can you go , you haveto take the project in shoulder and lead your juniors to success.

There is 90% chance for not getting any significant incentives after appraisal. There is 90% chance of getting immediate hike after u put the resignation.

Trainee : " Yes boss enough, now I understood my future ."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113644268272223973?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113644268272223973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113644268272223973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113644268272223973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113644268272223973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/appraisal-vs-resignation.html' title='Appraisal vs Resignation!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113635678163469661</id><published>2006-01-04T12:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:25:04.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Organisation!</title><content type='html'>It is contagious. Yes, when u taste the result or even smell the forthcoming result of being organised at one activity of life, be it when u work or when u handle materials at work or when u house keep etc etc., it starts pressing to spread to other acts too. Very recently, for the past three years since i had got associated with Seeni, i have seen that i have improved a lot in organising certain activities esp. house keeping, and the way u work.

Examples are better than theories. Similarly rolemodels are better than just advicers. Since my husband was a standing example in how to handle things, i too slowly got into the habit of trying to organise things around me. I have always found that, if u invoke in you the way of organising things naturally, then it had almost no appeal. But the greatest challenge lies in arriving at such a natural organisation. Let me share one exp. of mine on that.

All at my inlaws are good in keeping their home organised. And since all are born and brought up so, they find it easy and its become habitual to pick things from certain places and then replace it after use. But then, since i am new to the family, i had the challenge of remembering the location of certain things and since i am not used to place things strictly back at my home, i really had to struggle to remember to put it back. sometimes it irritates me too, coz at home, i was not held by anyone when i misplace things, but at inlaws, i dont want to be questioned and so was ready to force myself to something which i was not used to much. So it was always a challenge. Also i was a, say, not so frequent visitor since we stay away from them. So everytime i go, i ought to refresh all those places and any mistakes which i had committed so that i wouldnt commit again.

But then, when we moved to a new house, i found that, my husband was ease at picking up things and replacing it though i had little difficulty coz the house was new. i was wondering how could he do it so easily which is sometimes difficult for me. And i could see that the kitchen, was always a mess. And i rearranged and rearranged, but still it was a mess only. Even now i feel that its so, but i have tried my best to arrange it as neatly as possible. But when i look into my husbands cupboard, i could feel the order. And sometimes even an order in a chaos of clothes. Then i started observing him and found that, he tries to put things where they fit naturally, unlike me who puts it whereever i want. So this distinction of fitting things was the key for keeping things order.

Similarly certain things which i adopted from my husband was, 1. To throw unnecessary things as immediately as possible, which is contrary to my nature of trying to save things for future, even if its a satin ribbon tied to a gift box. Ofcourse, he was never against reuse. But he was concerned about where and when to reuse or store things for future use. 2. To maintain a stock which is manageable. So i dont hoard anything more. 3. Try to use existing resources as much as possible rather than investing on new when u can manage with the existing ones. Again here a bargain of time is to be made. So i dont keep so much of utensils at home and, the kitchen equipments just suits the current need.4. Be ready to change. Rather than buying some equipment of high capacity thinking that it will be useful in future, i have seen him to be ready for an exchange when needed. Here affordability comes, but its not an issue for us!

And now, back to the first para! Ya, this kind of organisation, which i learnt at home, is getting reflected at work place unconsciously, coz its getting ingrained these days in me as part of everyday life. So, be it in planning for a meeting or scheduling the days work or maintaining the files in folder in the system, or maintaining the mails in the system or maintaining papers in the system, i am becoming efficient! Ok then, will post some more articles on organisation some time later, till then, its bye from me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113635678163469661?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113635678163469661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113635678163469661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113635678163469661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113635678163469661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/organisation.html' title='Organisation!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113626450697940777</id><published>2006-01-03T10:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:28:56.953+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Email i read today! - George Dantzig - the famed mathematician</title><content type='html'>Here's a story about George Dantzig - the famed mathematician who's contributions to Operations Research and systems engineering have made him immortal.

As a college student, George studied very hard and often late into the night. So late, that he overslept one morning, arriving 20 minutes late for Prof. Neyman's class. He quickly copied the two maths problems on the board, assuming they were the homework assignment. It took him several days to work through the two problems, but finally he  had a breakthrough and dropped the homework on Neyman's desk the next day.

Six weeks later, on a Sunday morning, George was awakened at 6 a.m. by his excited professor. Since George was late for class, he hadn't heard the professor  announce that the two unsolvable equations on the board were mathematical  mind-teasers that even Einstein hadn't been able to answer. But George Dantzig, working without any thoughts of limitation, had solved not one, but two problems that had stumped mathematicians for thousands of years.

Simply put, George solved the problems because he didn't know he couldn't.

You are not limited to the life you now live. It has been accepted by you as the best you can do at this moment. Any time you're ready to go beyond the limitations currently in your life, you're capable of doing that by choosing different thoughts. All you must do is figure out how you can do it, not whether or not you can. And once you have made your mind up to do it, it's amazing how your mind  begins to figure out how.

A person is limited only by the thoughts that he/she chooses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113626450697940777?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113626450697940777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113626450697940777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113626450697940777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113626450697940777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/email-i-read-today-george-dantzig.html' title='Email i read today! - George Dantzig - the famed mathematician'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113626490319016010</id><published>2006-01-03T09:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:45:18.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Made in India; sold in US.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSCN1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSCN1021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not weird to see what's in store for us in the bags of people returning from abroad. I did the same when Kavi returned from US recently. It's amazing. I got a business case from her. So kind of her. The one you see on the left is the business case I was gifted... looks nice, isn’t it?

&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSCN1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSCN1022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well! Here's the climax. When I opened the case, I was not surprised to see a "Made in India" tag inside... ;-)

 Another face of outsourcing for leather goods...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113626490319016010?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113626490319016010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113626490319016010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113626490319016010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113626490319016010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/made-in-india-sold-in-us.html' title='Made in India; sold in US.'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113620401380581672</id><published>2006-01-02T17:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:43:33.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year 2006!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Oh guys,
Happy new year to all of u!
Ya, i had a good time this weekend. Ya, we had guests at home and we went
out to ISKCON temple.
We took Srinidhi also along with us and she enjoys outing like anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;She is a "samathu kutty" unlike her mom.
Ya, she doesnt cry, if she is not put to sleep during day time when we are
out. But then,
she is always ready to enjoy when she is out and makes a cosy seat on her
dad's shoulder
when she is put to a small nap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;At ISKCON temple, though we fancied that, there wouldnt be much crowd coz
of bomb threats,
to our disapointment, it was huge. but then we decided to go, since having
come a long way.
And thanks to Seeni's friend who took us a Special ticket which enabled us
to have the hearty
darshan of Lord without getting caught in any hussle. And the day became a
memorable one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;But on the last day of 2005, i went to bed early since i was tired after
cooking followed by
some garments shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok and my good news seems to have mateiralised, but need to check my
account to know that.
So will declare my exact hike % tomorrow.
Till then,
bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113620401380581672?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113620401380581672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113620401380581672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113620401380581672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113620401380581672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-2006.html' title='Happy new year 2006!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113591781649447765</id><published>2005-12-30T10:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:13:36.510+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/newyeargreet_mahen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/newyeargreet_mahen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113591781649447765?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113591781649447765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113591781649447765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113591781649447765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113591781649447765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113584937427201160</id><published>2005-12-29T14:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:15:45.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A tryst with Chennai Santhome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/DSC005881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/DSC005881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
It's a casual visit to Chennai's Santhome church, one of the oldest churches in India. Not to mention its history, it has got a museum too. A calm and assuaging place to relax your mind. A memorable moment with my team mates ... BTW, this visit was during one of my friends' Ravi's friend Mr.Sony's betrothal ;-). Though it was a distant friendship (thoorathu uravu maathiri thoorathu friendship... ;-) I had a heavy feast this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113584937427201160?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113584937427201160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113584937427201160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113584937427201160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113584937427201160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/tryst-with-chennai-santhome.html' title='A tryst with Chennai Santhome'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113566368733061159</id><published>2005-12-27T11:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-27T11:38:07.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Have a Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.itpfindia.org/in/index.php?module=pagemaster&amp;PAGE_user_op=view_page&amp;amp;PAGE_id=20&amp;MMN_position=15:15"&gt;Chennai IT Prof Forum&lt;/a&gt;

What more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113566368733061159?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113566368733061159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113566368733061159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113566368733061159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113566368733061159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-look.html' title='Have a Look'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113557388784474689</id><published>2005-12-26T10:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:41:27.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Good news is delayed a bit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ya, i promised to update u guys after the meeting with our GM.
Ya, the good news was , a salary correction in par with the industry
standards is going to be effective from Oct 1st. So as far as weknow, the
hike
ranges from min 50% to max 130%.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And it will be known for sure either onJan1st or on Jan15th.And since its
going to be
from Oct 1st, i think i will also end up with a pinch of money as arrear
for three months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And i dint disclose this news either.Hope u all know that we are into
getting
CMMI and in the appraisal process,there are three levels starting from
SCAMPI C, B, A.
And for each appraisal there will be a Lead Appraiser- LA (which in our
case is a
CMMI consultant who is approved by SEI) and a set of Apppraisal Team
Members
(shortly known as ATMs) who are chosen from the organisation. And its a
very rare
opportunity to be an ATM for an org, coz only 4 out of the whole
org. get to be so and i am selected as one of them. In the end u will get a
certification from SEI direct and from the consultant for being an ATM.
And at the end of the training, we need to undergo some tests and have to
pass
with min. 80% and then do the appraisal along with the LA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And people who had been into process for atleast say 7-8 years get this
chance but
me was selected instead and i am very happy about it too!So this has given
me a
chance to identify my area of expertise in line with my area of interest
i.e. Sofware Engineering Process!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;with all these things happening, i could see that, our company is also
growing big,
in the sense that we had got this year alone 600 Crore worth projects
booked for
the next 5 years at least!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;so lots of organisational changes happening and ya, planning to shift
office too it seems,
but these org expansion (esp. s/w dept.) is a grapevine news, so got to
wait for it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Otherwise, this weekend was filled with bit of sickness and then recovery
and then
housekeeping as our servant maid had quit bina bathake, but still managed
to read
some. Ya, an interesting analysis by gartner and then some stories of
Shakespeare!
Will write about them when i find time! (Infact i wanted to write and so
can expect
them soon)
Till then,
bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113557388784474689?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113557388784474689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113557388784474689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113557388784474689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113557388784474689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-news-is-delayed-bit.html' title='Good news is delayed a bit!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113523686342187668</id><published>2005-12-22T13:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:04:23.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am back for a while!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ya, CMMI is eating the whole time of me at office and now sometimes at
home.
Till we get certification, which is targeted in April end as of now, with
first level
of appraisal starting from Jan 30th, i think i will have a tough time at
office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So guys, till then, "Naan romba Busyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes guys saw the snaps at LG. Nalla mooku mutta saapteenga polairukku.
I missed it ! but never mind, hope we will all make it sometime later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok! Back to srinidhi's lila's!
She broke a leg of my specs.
She broke a new flask.
She tore my skirt yesterday.
She has got a new Walker and learning to run rather than walk.
She has got a new swing in which she enjoying swinging to and fro with
crossed legs.
She has learnt to spurt the food or milk on me or the baby sitter's face if
she is bored of eating or finished of eating.
She has learnt to sing with me "aaaaaaaaaaaaaa" when i sing her a song.
She has learnt to give poses to her dad's camcorder where in we are trying
to capture some of her activities.
She has learnt to work late night and when we get sleep, slap on our faces
direct to keep us awake.
She has learnt to cry when anyone leaves the house, not only me, but even
guests.
She has learnt to observe LEDs in audio system with awe.
She has learnt to cry when no body plays with her.
she has +++++++++++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So with all these things going on, i think i am having enough time only to
go to office and nowhere else even during weekends.
And these days guests are also pouring in and some how managing with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Meanwhile, i might be sharing a good news at my workplace!
Ya, good amount of hike and promotion on the way i believe!
today we have a meeting and will keep u all informed about it when i am
back!
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The rules and regulations that we have are tailored to meet the traffic load prevailed some two or three decades ago. Would that hold good for the current traffic needs? Is not it necessary to upgrade the traffic rule enforcement procedures? While technologies have been applied and being applied in many walks of life, why aren’t traffic police well equipped to provide a well-administered traffic in the cities?

I was wondering whether RFID (Radio Frequency Identification) technology changes the way traffic is controlled in our cities. It could provide a contemporary way to have a unified signaling and vehicle tracking system.

To know more about RFID, see &lt;a href="http://electronics.howstuffworks.com/smart-label.htm"&gt;How Stuff Works&lt;/a&gt;…

The need of the hour is to embrace new technologies such as RFID to monitor and track traffic in the city and eventually enforce corrective measures from data gathered using this technology. RFID could be used to create an automated system that integrates signaling and tracking vehicles that breaches the traffic rules.

This technology is being used by the manufacturing industry, retailers, and supply chain management firms to track and monitor their goods, inventory, and products. With the help of radio-frequency enabled tags and readers, you can monitor and track the movement of your goods and products.

Just imagine the amount of tracking one can leverage from an RFID tag fixed into a vehicle. If this tag could provide you the details of the vehicle’s owner, vehicle’s registration number, owner’s address and name and so on, what else do you require to charge the owner when he offends any traffic rules or breaches traffic signals.

Appropriate RFID readers, when fixed strategically at signals and junctions could track and monitor vehicles breaching traffic rules. The rest is assured that you can simply work in the back office to raise a charge sheet and send that to the owner. If not to that extent, you can at least generate an automated charge sheet and summon the vehicle owners for inquiry. Of course, this might have got so many practical intricacies in implementation. However, with proper planning I think this technology could be leveraged to give the traffic police an edge over the burgeoning traffic of Indian cities.

This is just a thought that sparked in my mind amidst annoying traffic on Chennai’s Mount Road caused by Traffic-senseless Chennaiites :) (Includes me too…). I do not know whether this dream could come true… However, if it happens, well, I will be the one to feel proud for having this idea well ahead of times…. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113445437425367897?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113445437425367897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113445437425367897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113445437425367897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113445437425367897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/applying-thought-not-from-wipro.html' title='Applying thought (not from Wipro :)'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113411461452086211</id><published>2005-12-09T13:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:20:14.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The worst is yet to come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/Storm_satellite_picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/Storm_satellite_picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113411461452086211?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113411461452086211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113411461452086211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113411461452086211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113411461452086211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/worst-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The worst is yet to come...'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113405036411916180</id><published>2005-12-08T19:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T19:29:46.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The flipside of automation</title><content type='html'>It is not so weird to see too many add-ons and toolbars burgeoning in software professionals’ app interfaces. There are a plethora of apps like the Google toolbar, RSS feed aggregators, AIM toolbars, Google Desktop Search, pop-up blockers, Auto fill toolbar for filling web forms, Spell checker, and the list may go long and long.

While it brings us a great comfort level and ease of work, are there any flipside for these apps and add-ons. Today I realized that I forgot the password for my Yahoo mail. Usually when I start my computer in the morning, my messenger logs me on automatically, it alerts me with a mail marker in the system tray and so on. I never used to type in my username or password for the past several months. I was wondering how this easy-factor made me forget my passwords even. Did this happen to any of you?

If so, well… we are not poles apart… :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113405036411916180?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113405036411916180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113405036411916180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113405036411916180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113405036411916180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/flipside-of-automation.html' title='The flipside of automation'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113402476357057868</id><published>2005-12-08T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:23:08.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Google's Browse by Name feature</title><content type='html'>I dont know whether this is a new feature of the Google tool bar. But this is pretty good for me to browse by names of web sites. More on this Browse by name feature &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/support/toolbar/bin/static.py?page=features.html&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...

happy surfing...

M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113402476357057868?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113402476357057868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113402476357057868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113402476357057868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113402476357057868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/googles-browse-by-name-feature.html' title='Google&apos;s Browse by Name feature'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113401330379332668</id><published>2005-12-08T09:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:11:43.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pattanathil Pattinathaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/Vijay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/Vijay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Vijaybabu left stranded in recent torrential rains. After losing all his belongings in flood, he was left just with a vest and towel. I request all philanthropist and kind-hearted MSITMMBians to donate generously to &lt;strong&gt;Mahendran's Vijaybabu Flood Refief Fund&lt;/strong&gt;. All cheques, DD, and cash can be transferred to my account. Contact me for my account details... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113401330379332668?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113401330379332668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113401330379332668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113401330379332668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113401330379332668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/pattanathil-pattinathaar.html' title='Pattanathil Pattinathaar'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113401156246730459</id><published>2005-12-08T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:42:42.486+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/pics%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/pics%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

From left: Ravibharath, Siva, Suraj, and me... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113401156246730459?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113401156246730459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113401156246730459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113401156246730459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113401156246730459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-team.html' title='My team'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113393386037498796</id><published>2005-12-07T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:07:40.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New emblem for Red Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/1600/home_picto.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2708/194/320/home_picto.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

The Red Cross has come out with a new emblem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113393386037498796?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113393386037498796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113393386037498796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113393386037498796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113393386037498796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-emblem-for-red-cross.html' title='New emblem for Red Cross'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113384680511282237</id><published>2005-12-06T10:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-06T10:56:45.126+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's no more a hush-hush consummation</title><content type='html'>The D'Day at last... &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2005/12/06/stories/2005120606051400.htm"&gt;Gay partnerships legalised in U.K&lt;/a&gt;. What's illegal yesterday has become legal today. I have no inkling of where the world is heading...

Your say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113384680511282237?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113384680511282237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113384680511282237' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113384680511282237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113384680511282237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-no-more-hush-hush-consummation.html' title='It&apos;s no more a hush-hush consummation'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113377276626174630</id><published>2005-12-05T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-05T14:22:46.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blemishes in an obsessed mind</title><content type='html'>More often than not, I was used to visit my nearby bakery along with my teammates. Such a visit today provoked some questions about why people are so obsessed with the way they talk, live, and project themselves as a &lt;strong&gt;Made-In-London&lt;/strong&gt; kind of personalities.

While we were ordering our cakes, some four schoolmates (all well in the range of 10th - 11th standard) came inside the bakery. Goddamn! Starting from that point in time we all kept our mouths mum until they left the place! I have been used to the kind of incessant questions and chats that normal school going children would have. But, damn, the one they had that day was not of that sort for sure!

One thing I was wondering about was the way people are used to repeat certain words in their normal speech! It was not less than a couple of instances when a girl among them used the words "&lt;strong&gt;Shit&lt;/strong&gt;" and "&lt;strong&gt;F**k&lt;/strong&gt;". Damn! I wonder whether she knows what she talks. Well! For that matter there's no wonder if she knows what that "&lt;strong&gt;F***&lt;/strong&gt;" thing is...

What I was concerned more about was the internalization of such words in our vehicle of thoughts. I did not spare an effort to ask about those girls with the maid working over there in that pastry shop. I was not amazed to know that that was their usual way of conversation.

I was thinking whether I can use the tamil-equivalent-word for "Shit" while I was talking in tamil to people. Can I????? Oh man sounds so nayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... ;-/

However, how is that people are so comfortable in using such words in English then? Are we Americans when we talk English? Are we French when we talk French? Can I go to my mom and say that "&lt;strong&gt;F***&lt;/strong&gt;" word in a casual conversation? 

But, why this happens? Are we so obsessed? While preaching the pros of internationalization and while you are exposed to a spectrum of global thought process, is it not necessary to preserve and cherish the qualities that your father and grand father imbibed in you? Is it not your duty to build and leave behind a credible identity that your child can hold with pride? Why are people so obsessed to use the word "Thanks" when they can say "Nandri" in simple tamil? Even a peon who talks in colloquial tamil uses thanks in the place of "Nandri". Why are we so obsessed to have Coke while we can enhance the livelihood of poor peasants by consuming a tender coconut?

Why are we so obsessed to order "Pizzas" while our "Murugan Idli Shop" gives you hygine-south-Indian dishes? I always love that Sakkarai Pongal than the Paneer Pizza! Well! All said and done... I have no inkling what would happen to the gen-next who are obsessed with a kind of lifestyle that never used to be our cup of tea.

Think global and act local! Think Western; Act Indian! Am I sounding too much of a swadeshi fundamentalist? Nope! I use a Nokia mobile! Left with no choice. What to do. hehehehe...

Your Say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113377276626174630?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113377276626174630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113377276626174630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113377276626174630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113377276626174630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/12/blemishes-in-obsessed-mind.html' title='Blemishes in an obsessed mind'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113326475021892682</id><published>2005-11-29T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T17:15:50.240+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Day has Started</title><content type='html'>Sorry to catch up the bus very late folks. I was tied up with some busy schedules, Lot of works are involved  from migrating a company to another. It has been 11 days since, I have joined Patni Computer Systems and Technology.

Lot of work has been carried out by me including Job, Knowledge and Geographic Transition in the old company. Induction Programs in Patni. Lot of work to do.

Ok catch u later Folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113326475021892682?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113326475021892682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113326475021892682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113326475021892682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113326475021892682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-has-started.html' title='The Day has Started'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113325294493329784</id><published>2005-11-29T13:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T14:24:53.730+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bruises of a bolt from the blue</title><content type='html'>Torrential rains, flooded towns, breached railroads, floating bodies, stranded kiths and kins, power-cuts, lost telecommunication, ill-supplied milk, food and basic amenities… these are the leftovers of the recent rains in our state. For sure, this is a bolt from the blue. However, could this be an excuse for having our riverbeds vulnerable and having our lakes and reservoirs ill maintained?

More than tangible losses, the mental and psychological turmoil would have had a big impact in the minds of people who survived these traumatic moments of life. Now that Rs.500 Crore has been allotted for relief measures by the union.

Wouldn’t it make sense, if we had this big money handy prior to the mishap and would not this money have saved several lives and property by keeping the canals, lakes, and water channels in a good condition? Why was this government so lethargic? Where is disaster management? If just this torrential rain was able to cause so much of devastation, what-if if we are in war with an enemy state and if our dams are exploded by them? Just an explosion at Mettur dam or Krishna Rajasgar would turn our cities to graveyards…

If a government was able to grant 500 Crores for flood relief, why did it fail to use this fund for building a good infrastructure that would have prevented such devastation? This is the time to think before we build more and more buildings and houses on lands that once used to be lakes and ponds. Encroachments of lakes and excavating rivers are all just like killing the immunity of the planet to heal itself.

Your call?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113325294493329784?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113325294493329784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113325294493329784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113325294493329784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113325294493329784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/bruises-of-bolt-from-blue.html' title='Bruises of a bolt from the blue'/><author><name>Mahen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16606459867129834449</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113213828596136109</id><published>2005-11-16T16:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-16T16:21:26.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Punctuality is a value!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Punctuality, followed in the West as the manners of kings,
is a great social value which no one will break.
Look at it not as a social value, but as a work value. What do  we find?
1) It is a strategy for one man to respect every other man and
2) Man, through punctuality, relates to Time, the field of work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Moving from society to work is great. Moving further from work to
Time is to move from the gross material plane to the subtle
plane of knowledge. Punctuality was originally discovered by men
who perceived  the subtle truth of gross work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Phileas Fogg in "Around the World in 80 Days" possesses an
equality that is spiritual. That equality wins him the wager.
He has taken punctuality and made it into an article of faith.
His punctuality that was physical, taken to the extreme of
perfection gave him the spiritual equality that rendered him
immune against any failure in life. Did he  know the origin of
his strength? He passed through catastrophe, storms, fights,
and unforeseen obstacles of every kind and still the spiritual
power issuing  from the physical skill of punctuality ensured
him the success. If Fogg had understood the life value of a
physical skill as a spiritual endowment, his  success would
have been ensured without all those obstacles cropping up on the  way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Punctuality is Perfection in Time. Hence  its a value.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113213828596136109?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113213828596136109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113213828596136109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113213828596136109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113213828596136109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/punctuality-is-value.html' title='Punctuality is a value!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113204811459104692</id><published>2005-11-15T15:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:18:34.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mail which i read today: Stress in work and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Here is a short incident depicting the reason for stress in work and life.
It was very easy to understand and thought would share with all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to
visit their old university lecturer. Conversation soon turned into
complaints about stress in work and life.Offering his guests coffee, the
lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an
assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some
expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said: "If
you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving
behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want
only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and
stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you
consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Now, if Life is coffee, then! the jobs, money and position in society are
the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of
Life doesn't change." "Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail
to enjoy the coffee in it." So don't let the cups drive you...enjoy the
coffee instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113204811459104692?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113204811459104692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113204811459104692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113204811459104692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113204811459104692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/mail-which-i-read-today-stress-in-work.html' title='mail which i read today: Stress in work and life'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113196156876901186</id><published>2005-11-14T15:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:31:23.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Article i read today: Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     When there is an affinity to do certain things, the energy to do it
springs from no where. That most of us might have experienced. But the
following article gave me a clear idea of the source of such energy (Mind,
or Emotion, or Body) and how to amplify it! Generally i feel knowledge
workers like us are energised thru' minds and sportsmen thru' bodies and
artists thru' emotions. Here comes the article!
     Energy is the fuel of life. The more fuel we have, the more that we
can accomplish in life.  Children have a nearly endless amount of energy.
However, as we grow older we lose a lot of the energy and enthusiasm of our
youth.  That is not an inevitable course, however. There are so many ways
we can bring back our old energy, or increase our energy from where we are
now, so that we can accomplish so much more in life. On the one hand, we
can learn how to avoid wasting our energies. For example, certain life
activities (even ones considered normal) deplete us of energy. If we can
reduce such activities, then our energy will increase.
     More positively, we can increase our energy a number of ways. For
example, we can develop a real aspiration in life, we can learn something
new or gain a new skill. Likewise, we can create energy for ourselves by
shifting our focus away from our own selves in conversations to the other
person's thoughts, concerns, and points of views. This energizes and
invigorates us, and, interestingly, also creates a sense of peace within
us.
     We have discovered that there are many different ways we can be
energized. We can be energized through our minds, through our emotions, and
through our bodies, or any combination of these. For example, a new idea
can energize us through the mind; so can learning something new or
challenging, or following an ideal, sentiment, or value. Likewise a deep
inspiration or feeling can energize us through our emotions. And, of
course, living a healthy life, taking care of yourself, can energize us
through our bodies.
     When we are filled with energy, we can accomplish great things in
life. So if we want to achieve great things in life, we need to maximize
the amount of energy we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113196156876901186?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113196156876901186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113196156876901186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113196156876901186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113196156876901186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/article-i-read-today-energy.html' title='Article i read today: Energy'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113193876547135619</id><published>2005-11-14T08:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:56:05.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sometimes back......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I wanted to share my moments of becoming a mom!
but then, it seems they cant be expressed by words and so time dint leave a
piece of it to engross it anywhere. But now, it feels like giving
permission to write a bit of what i feel today! Yes, dont think i am going
to write something bizarre but, then this weekend work made me properly
realise the difference between what i was before and what i am now in terms
of responsibility.
     I really wonder how i had changed like this. Ya, not in taking care of
my child, but the way of house keeping and the kind of self discipline
which i had instructed to my own self, to make both my career and personal
life manageable. I was infact worried of how will i be able to manage home
and work after child and i had seen the side effect of mismanagement.
Basically, its leading to depression or stress. Key word of managing a two
edged knife is "Balance". And this balance of Career and home has helped me
to manage comfortably and has given courage that now i can manage things
without other's help much which i had sought for earlier. Now i could see
that, the management at Home is getting reflected in better management at
work and viceversa. And both are complimenting each other and giving me a
easy path to tread! I am really happy about it. Hope other working women
too will learn to |Balance| Work and Home and enjoy the riches of both
fields!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113193876547135619?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113193876547135619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113193876547135619' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113193876547135619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113193876547135619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes-back.html' title='sometimes back......'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113170346230237480</id><published>2005-11-11T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:34:22.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Article which i read today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Wishing to encourage her young son's progress
on the piano, a mother took her boy to a Paderewski
concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    After they were seated, the mother spotted a
friend in the audience and walked down the aisle to
greet her. Seizing the opportunity to explore the
wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose
and eventually explored his way through a door
marked "NO ADMITTANCE."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    When the houselights dimmed and the concert was
about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and
discovered that the child was missing. Suddenly,
the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the
impressive Steinway on stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    In horror, the mother saw her little boy
sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out
"Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    At that moment, the great piano master made his
entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered
in the boy's ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Then
leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left
hand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his
right arm reached around to the other side of the
child and he added a running obbligato.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    Together, the old master and the young novice
transformed a frightening situation into a
wonderfully creative experience. And the audience
was mesmerized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;    Whatever our situation in life and
history--however outrageous, however desperate,
DON'T QUIT. There is always a solution. You have
the power to transform any problem into a way to
mesmerize your audience...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Add-ons
=======&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  "Live and make the present hour pleasant and
cheerful. Keep your mind out of the past, and keep
it out of the future."  - John A. Schlinder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  "If there is righteousness in the heart,
  there will be beauty in the character".
  "If there is beauty in the character,
  there will be harmony in the home".
  "If there is harmony in the home,
  there will be order in the nation".
  "When there is order in the nation,
  there will be peace in the world".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;- Chinese saying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113170346230237480?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113170346230237480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113170346230237480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113170346230237480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113170346230237480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/article-which-i-read-today.html' title='Article which i read today!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113170233144727329</id><published>2005-11-11T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:15:36.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Book review on AUTOBIOGRAPHY by Stuart Mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It has also seemed to me that in an age of transition
in opinions, there may be somewhat both of interest and of benefit in
noting the successive phases of any mind which was always pressing forward,
equally ready to learn and to unlearn either from its own thoughts or from
those of others." is the justification what Stuart Mill proposes for
writing his book Autobiography.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;While talking about his early childhood, the reader could see the numerous
works the author has gone thru' and the kind of mental makeup foreseen by
his father to be present in his son and the way he educated his son to have
one such kind. He also gives a profound distinction on the type of
education he had then and the one prevailing it now. Following is the
excerpt from the book, which helps us to identify the distinction!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"They are crammed with mere facts,
and with the opinions or phrases of other people, and these are
accepted as a substitute for the power to form opinions of their own;
and thus the sons of eminent fathers, who have spared no pains in
their education, so often grow up mere parroters of what they have
learnt, incapable of using their minds except in the furrows traced
for them. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Anything which could be found out by thinking I never was told, until I
had
exhausted my efforts to find it out for myself."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"A pupil from whom nothing is ever demanded which he cannot do, never does
all he can"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When there is an air of rarity, in what he had learnt(becoz of his
knowledge on numerous works on Greek and Latin and World history in
general),  and how he had been educated, the author discerns the credit of
his rarity to the circumstance and not to his personal merit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"the standard of comparison he(James Mill, Father of Stuart Mill) always
held up to me, was not what other people did, but what a man could and
ought to do. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;: Above is a review on the first chapter which i had read in the book. Rest
to follow in future!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113170233144727329?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113170233144727329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113170233144727329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113170233144727329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113170233144727329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/11/book-review-on-autobiography-by-stuart.html' title='Book review on AUTOBIOGRAPHY by Stuart Mill'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113047936777804427</id><published>2005-10-28T11:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:32:47.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Hi dayworkers,
 All set in a mood to enjoy this Festival of lights!
And Vijay has already started to his native yesterday itself and seems will
be at his place to enliven his day. I think our schedules must have been
busy with purchases but this naughty rain toh, might have held some of us
from having a hectic schedule too right. Ya, me too couldnt shop for my kid
coz, of consistent rain in the evening and when its not raining, oh god, i
am held up at office. Obviously, i think, till i board my train to native
tomorrow night, i dont think i will get the joyous mood. And to have a CMM
review as soon as u are back on Monday is indicating the amount of work
that lie piled infront of me.... Well, has it ever happened to others that,
when u want to work, u have some kind of personal job and u had to submit
to it or vice versa? Many a times it happens to me, like when i want to
enjoy at home, i had to be at office (means coz of different public
holidays, either me or my husband will be working and wont be able to
entertain the guests togeter or enjoy the day together or something like
that), but i think this is the first time, i dont know, i feel like working
but i had to go home! Queer indeed! It might be because i foresee the
neatness in work which i could do, if i stay the next few days and get
prepared for CMM review in full josh. And the interest has been stirred in
me, and it longs to enjoy more of doing the work. For the first time, i
feel like i love to do this job! But then.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Btw, how about plans of others?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;and I will be back on Monday morning!
bye for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113047936777804427?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113047936777804427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113047936777804427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113047936777804427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113047936777804427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-113023139232675449</id><published>2005-10-25T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:48:34.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming Criticism!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Hi friends,
 I found the writeup very illumining and thought would share with u all.
Pls. have a read!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     Welcoming Criticism:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     "That  is  a  great error of the human vital ? to want compliments for
     their  own  sake and to be depressed by their absence and imagine that
     it means there is no capacity. In this world one starts with ignorance
     and  imperfection  in  whatever  one  does ? one has to find out one's
     mistakes  and  to  learn,  one  has  to  commit errors and find out by
     correcting  them  the  right way to do things. Nobody in the world has
     ever  escaped  from this law. So what one has to expect from others is
     not compliments all the time, but praise of what is right or well done
     and criticism of errors and mistakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     The  more  one  can  bear  criticism  and see one's mistakes, the more
     likely  one is to arrive at the fullness of one's capacity. Especially
     when  one  is  very  young  ?  before the age of maturity ? one cannot
     easily  do perfect work. What is called the juvenile work of poets and
     painters ? work done in their early years is always imperfect, it is a
     promise  and  has  qualities ? but the real perfection and full use of
     their  powers  comes  afterwards. They themselves know that very well,
     but  they  go  on  writing  or painting because they know also that by
     doing so they will develop their powers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     As  for comparison with others, one ought not to do that. Each one has
     his  own  lesson  to  learn,  his  own  work to do and he must concern
     himself  with  that,  not  with  the  superior or inferior progress of
     others in comparison with himself. If he is behind today, he can be in
     full  capacity  hereafter  and it is for that future perfection of his
     powers  that  he must labour. You are young and have everything yet to
     learn  ?  your  capacities are yet only in bud, you must wait and work
     for  them  to  be  in  full  bloom ? and you must not mind if it takes
     months  and  years even to arrive at something satisfying and perfect.
     It  will  come in its proper time, and the work you do now is always a
     step towards it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;     But learn to welcome criticism and the pointing out of imperfections ?
     the more you do so, the more rapidly you will advance."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-113023139232675449?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/113023139232675449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=113023139232675449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113023139232675449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/113023139232675449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/10/welcoming-criticism.html' title='Welcoming Criticism!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-111798247541799048</id><published>2005-06-05T19:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-05T20:11:15.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A nice get together</title><content type='html'>I think everybody is busy with their work schedules. Some has to take the initiative to break the bloggers silence. And, ultimately it was me! 

After long period of time, I had the opportunity to meet some members of the Ninja nine team. But ultimately, I missed Ganja. We had a gettogether in Balas's marriage Reception. I had a nice opportunity to interact with Vijaybabu, Kicha and Ajayan(over telecon). Myself, Vijaya, Kicha and Raapi chatted over the drive to Bala's home. 

The conversation we had took me back to the CED campus. After a long time, I had a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-111798247541799048?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/111798247541799048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=111798247541799048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111798247541799048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111798247541799048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/06/nice-get-together.html' title='A nice get together'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-111164328100089274</id><published>2005-03-24T11:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:18:01.003+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Belated B'day Wishes</title><content type='html'>My Friend,

Wish u a gr8 &amp; prosperous future ahead....

Wonder whoami !!! Click &lt;a href="http://www.javarss.com/java-timeline-10years.html"&gt;ME&lt;/a&gt;

Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-111164328100089274?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/111164328100089274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=111164328100089274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111164328100089274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111164328100089274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/03/belated-bday-wishes.html' title='Belated B&apos;day Wishes'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-111151096393035468</id><published>2005-03-22T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:35:25.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2 days to go</title><content type='html'>Can the blog members break their silence?(Expect me).I hope this dumb motion picture will hit 30 days in the theatre in the next 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-111151096393035468?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/111151096393035468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=111151096393035468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111151096393035468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/111151096393035468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/03/2-days-to-go.html' title='2 days to go'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110930116499794298</id><published>2005-02-25T08:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-25T08:43:17.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the heart is dark, though not by choice,
the entire world is but a shadow.
When the words are dark,
the purity of a poetry is but a polluted plank.
When the thoughts are dark,
the solemnity of self is but a sick sly.
When the deeds are dark,
the limpidness of the living is but a lousy lark.
When all you feel amid you is darkness,
even the sunlight is dark.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;
And then there was light. Prabāt – The dawn. The brightness that was never before.

Its been a while now. It seemed long overdue. May be a couple of years late.
But its better to be late than never. Though clichéd, its one of my favorite clichés.

A tiny impinge of a ray to quell the darkness. Welcome to my blog… &lt;a title="http://prabat.blogspot.com/" href="http://prabat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://prabat.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110930116499794298?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110930116499794298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110930116499794298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110930116499794298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110930116499794298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/02/dawn.html' title='The Dawn'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110778794538504202</id><published>2005-02-07T19:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-07T20:22:25.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Native.....</title><content type='html'>Hi Buddies,

After seeing VizBabu's post only I remembered to post about my native trip, small get together, Shoba's marriage.... again chit chats.... adieu.

Myself from Blr &amp; Sam from Chn visited at Nagercoil (Capital town of Cape Comerin, Kanyakumari district) sharply by 2:22 pm on 29th jan 2k5.

Around 5:00 pm left to cape, spent time @ shore, then &lt;a href="http://www.nanjilonline.com/tourism/kk_bhagavathi.asp"&gt;Bagavathy Amman Temple &lt;/a&gt;on the way to &lt;a href="http://www.nanjilonline.com/tourism/suchindram.asp"&gt;Suchindrum ThanuMaluAyaen &lt;/a&gt;Temple and back to home.

The next day 30th jan around 06:06 am Ganesh from Kumbakonam &amp; Swedha from Blr met at Ngl. Then joined us around 06:66 am that day. Around 9:09 am Rohini from Viralivellai met us at my home in kottar. Broke our night long fasting.

Then around 10:10 am started to &lt;a href="http://www.nanjilonline.com/tourism/palace.asp"&gt;Thuckalay Padmanabapuram Palace&lt;/a&gt;. Visited the grand architecture for an hour &amp; so... Sharply 11:55 am caught bus to Rohini's home. Had lunch. Around 03:45 pm took bus to &lt;a href="http://www.indyatravels.com/tamilnadupages/knyakumari.htm"&gt;Cape &lt;/a&gt;via ngl. Sight seeing, purchase, sunset etc.... then to ngl. snacks @ Arun Ice Cream Parlour for 30 mins. Bought ngl famous Banana Chips.

The next day 31st jan sharp 07:07 am bus to Tnveli (Myself, Ganesh, Sam, Swedh, Rohini). Met Rajesh @ Janakiram hotel around 08:38 am. Then to Kalyana Mandapam sharply in around 09:47 am. Met Siva, JK, Sindhu over there.... Spent around 3 hours and bid bye to young couples (Shoba &amp; Gajendra Babu); Shoba's family members over there and dispersed off.

Siva to Sivakasi, JK to Trivandrum, Sindhu to Tuticorin, Rohini to Nagercoil.

Myself left to tnvli town to visit my relations. Sam, Swedha, Ganesh &amp; Rajesh back to Hotel.

Sharp 05:05 pm me &amp; sam met at &lt;a href="http://www.templenet.com/Tamilnadu/nelltiru.html"&gt;Thirnelveli NellaiAppar Swamy temple &lt;/a&gt;(KandhiMathy Amman Temple) spend around 1.5 hours in the huge temple.  Bought tnvli famous "iruttu kadai alwa" then one by one to their respective living towns.

Thats it.....

Cheers,

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110778794538504202?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110778794538504202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110778794538504202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110778794538504202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110778794538504202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-trip-to-native.html' title='My trip to Native.....'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110760175877291383</id><published>2005-02-05T16:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-05T16:56:35.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ChandraMukhi's Official Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit Rajni's forthcoming new film "Chandramukhi" 's Official website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.chandramukhithefilm.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.chandramukhithefilm.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For Screenshots visit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://rajinifans1.photosite.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rajini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110760175877291383?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110760175877291383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110760175877291383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110760175877291383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110760175877291383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/02/chandramukhis-official-website.html' title='ChandraMukhi&apos;s Official Website'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110728291742026190</id><published>2005-02-02T01:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-02T00:05:17.420+05:30</updated><title type='text'>shoba's marriage???</title><content type='html'>has anyone attended shoba's marriage???
i m waiting for somebody to post a msg abt her marriage function.....
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110728291742026190?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110728291742026190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110728291742026190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110728291742026190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110728291742026190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/02/shobas-marriage.html' title='shoba&apos;s marriage???'/><author><name>Vijaybabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06096804389480813296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110567560633202559</id><published>2005-01-14T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-14T09:36:46.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>was on leave!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Sorry guys, when there was a wakeup call for valli, i was fast asleep.....so dint come to office yesterday too, taking full rest. Dee how come, u wokeup atlast? Glad to see u awake. Still long time to go for me to become a mother! Its somewhere in March 1st week! Seems u girls enjoyed a lot. Wish i too joined u people atleast next time! then i would show a BIG BOOOOOOOOO to all guys.......&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Ya, kavi, do watch that movie Sound of music without fail. I was very much impressed!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Congrats SriPrasath!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Hei guys, i went for Bombay Jayasri concert on Friday. good it was! Ya, this is the first concert of the year! I missed many in 2004 but hope not to miss in 2005 atleast. Meanwhile i will not be available in office from first week of feb since i am going on leave from then. So can expect lesser blogs from me then. But then will try to keep me abreast with the happenings thru' Srini. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110567560633202559?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110567560633202559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110567560633202559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110567560633202559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110567560633202559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/was-on-leave.html' title='was on leave!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110565795844788909</id><published>2005-01-14T04:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-14T04:42:38.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>beware!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;There is a research team available to validate the facts in the dayswork blogspot. Good going kicha! Keep the research on. Jax mattum 65000 words, 250 days appidi &amp;nbsp;ippidinnu statistics present panninaa naanga adha appidiye nambiduvoma? ......... Romba tamil movie watch panreya jax, esp. &amp;quot;Ramana&amp;quot;? I watched it yesterday and was flabbergasted by the statistics which captain provides. The movie was simply amazing. I just cant hold myself from lol! Was really surprised to know that such a movie was a super duper hit. Good comedy ya. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;I dont know y, when i watch some movies, i am not moved even an inch by even a scene and it makes me question the movie maker or director of how could he make such a movie and how public goes to accepting such movies. Ofcourse, i then convince saying that since its a product of dream kingdom, i just give up trying to be rational while watching such movies. Else i wont be able to enjoy, indeed i have never been able to. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110565795844788909?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110565795844788909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110565795844788909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110565795844788909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110565795844788909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/beware.html' title='beware!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110543596306876707</id><published>2005-01-11T14:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-12T11:14:35.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am back! </title><content type='html'>My last post to this blog was in September 14, 2004. It has been a day short of &lt;del&gt;250&lt;/del&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Thanks Kicha, shows how bad a programmer I would have been.&lt;/em&gt;] days. Now since one prodigal daughter has returned, I think it would be a ggod time for me too to return. 

I was looking at my profile when I noticed that I had written over 2&lt;sup&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; (over 65000) words on this blog. Hmm...  It makes me sad 'cause I believe I haven't written so much in my professional life.

Valli's post makes me think, her  bank a/c seems to be swelling whereas here mine seems to be dwindling day by day. Kicha and Ram, what is the status of your bank accounts, going north or south?

One strong pillar of Angler, Sriprasath in other words, has flown away to a new place. Atleast he worked more months for Angler than me. All the best da. Thank god, he did not post another post saying he has changed his mobile number.

I think no one noticed our 'PL' Kavitha make a post after a long time. Another case of returning prodigals...

I believe Ranjini will soon be taking a break from this blog. 

Two new members have been invited and from what I was informed by Blogger, they have been accepted. So I would like to welcome &lt;em&gt;Meow&lt;/em&gt; Priya and &lt;em&gt;Kulandhai&lt;/em&gt; Kurinji to 'All in a day's work!'. i hope they will starting blogging soon.

As for discussions on the blog, I guess there wern't many as Valli said.  I remeber a recent one about God a month ago.

No news of rajesh, ganesh and manny and bala. Dei, ganja: tsunami nivarna nidhi edho collect pannrenu sonna. What happened, da?

Rini, sometime back, you said you would post some snaps to the groups, i think it was your trip to ooty or madikere? where are they?

In case someone wants to view mine, you can visit my &lt;a href="http://xavierroy.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; (self-promotion, so don't mind it). For those who like books, I will soon post a link either today or tomorrow there. I guess you might find it useful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110543596306876707?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110543596306876707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110543596306876707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110543596306876707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110543596306876707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-back.html' title='I am back! '/><author><name>Jax</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110541897725117811</id><published>2005-01-11T09:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-12T02:08:52.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Emerged from my hibernation!!!</title><content type='html'>hey all,

yep, finally out of my hibernation. Well I guess I didn't miss anything, except for a few wishes &amp; some rare discussions.... "Adha kooda nee pannalayae, appuram enna vetti paechu nnu, neenga solluradhu enakku kaekudhu"... I guess, "sorry" was invented for ppl, like me.

I'm sorry you all....

okay, catching up with you guys, Congrats Sri Prasath! Way to go!! All the best in your new work.

Seeing the post "A new baby is born", I kinda freaked out, thinking that I missed out Rini's best day in her life... Thank God, it was kicha's way of saying "Happy New Year" (Asusual!!)...
While i'm at this, kicha, if you want your message to reach the entire crowd, you might think of using an universal language like English or a common language like tamil.... your hindi mail to the groups.... well it was about the three of us (because you had actually replied for Karthi's mail... so i guess it was about us)... neither of us knew what you were talking about.... mariyaadhaiya, thiruppi anupu....thruppi na, reverse la illa, marupadiyum anuppu(rama rama eppadi ellam explain panna vaendi iruku)....

Rini, howz your health?  heard that you had a great  baby shower... take care...

About me, kinda settled with a comfortable  job...manasu, bank A/C ellam nerayudhu :-)
I'm working as a business Analyst for a S/W start up..... My office is close to his... so we first drive to his place... i take the car from there to mine.... we come back together in the evening...

Well about the get together... It was simply awesome..... Me 'n Ganesh were on a week's trip...first to Pittsburg, pensylvennia... There's  a very big temple there (Probably, one of the biggest in US, i guess)... We had a contented darshan of Lord sri Venkateswara... The temple gets its funding from Tirumala Thirupathi too.... I don't have to explain about it's rich heritage anymore.... From there we drove to New York... that was the longest drive ever.... we drove for like 13 hours that day.....man, we were  so tired!!... My brother-in-law was already there to receive us (He lives in connecticut)..... 2 days of New york, made me freaking tired &amp; cold... but it was so thrilling to see the world's financial capital.... Sun never even rises in those streets... I was literally stuck in awe!!.... Ganesh got so involved while we were in the wall street ( it was a working day), we had to pull him out of it ..... Liberty Statue is a wonder, i should say...

From there we drove to Washington Dc... It was a 4 hr drive.... We were on the phone with karthi's husband for the last half an hour, since we weren't sure about the route... finally when we arrived there, Karthi &amp;amp; Kavi came down to the parking lot (We were still talking to prabhakar).... Kavitha flew to DC the day before.... next 5 mins....hug &amp; hellos....

Solluradhukku kashtama dhaan irukku ..... irndhaalum solluraen.... Karthi is a great cook!!... Hope Karthi doesn't read this..... we had biryaani, kurma, rasam, curry, idhara pala items......once lunch was over, we were off for a nice cozy arattai to help Ganesh &amp;amp; Prabhakar break the ice... well it didn't take a long time, i guess.. .they got along very quickly... then we went out in the evening.... Prabhakar kku DC roads ellam athu pidi.... he was an excellent guide.... we had a few photo sessions here 'n there.... mainly the three of us ..... There was a beautiful temple there too....

The next day too, we were off to sight seeing the whole day time.... evening we went to a big Indian restaurant.... The hosts gave us a treat... we were back early that night.... appuram seetaatam.....we lost $20 :-( .....

One important note: Except for the time we spent outside, Kavitha was seen with her laptop... PL ( she was nicknamed PL by prabhakar &amp; all of us started calling her PL) was working all the time.... I've now warned her, that when she visits me, only she'll be allowed into my home... not her laptop.....

That night, we had a slumber party.....the three of us.... recalling the ever green memories of our college days.... that was a wonderful 4 hours arattai... finally we went to bed at 4.00 AM, I guess....

Monday morning we were off  to dayton... We first dropped Kavita, at her place &amp;amp; then came back home mid night.....
Now it's office life as usual.....

Karthi &amp;amp; Prabhakar were wonderful hosts, in short... so makkalae, US varumbhodhu, don't miss DC.

Rest later.... it's midnight... gotto get some sleep.....
seeya
Valli



&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110541897725117811?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110541897725117811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110541897725117811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110541897725117811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110541897725117811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/emerged-from-my-hibernation.html' title='Emerged from my hibernation!!!'/><author><name>Valli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02215532908443318847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110533026875906338</id><published>2005-01-10T09:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T09:41:08.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blogs I read</title><content type='html'>I just read these blogs..Really the design caught my eyes..

&lt;a href="http://thinkingcloud.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thinkingcloud.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://happyandblue.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://happyandblue.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;


Regards,
Kavitha
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110533026875906338?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110533026875906338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110533026875906338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110533026875906338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110533026875906338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/blogs-i-read.html' title='Blogs I read'/><author><name>Kavitha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110532884645558039</id><published>2005-01-10T09:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-10T09:17:26.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kindly Congrats to Sriprasath</title><content type='html'>Well done da... Kindly keep up ur good show... We shall kindly extend our support and wishes to u... Jax, Kindly accept sriprasath's kindly request and kindly add kurinji too...

Sri, we too have no words to express how kindly you have been...

Kindly,
Kicha
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110532884645558039?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110532884645558039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110532884645558039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110532884645558039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110532884645558039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/kindly-congrats-to-sriprasath.html' title='Kindly Congrats to Sriprasath'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110517270680420496</id><published>2005-01-08T13:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-08T14:02:30.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Job! New Place!</title><content type='html'>Friends, after working in ANGLER for a period of 2 years and 2 months, I got relieved from ANGLER on the last day of last year. Now I am working in Kosmic Technology Solutions, Chennai as &lt;strong&gt;Asst.Manager-Business Development&lt;/strong&gt;, a stepping stone in my career path.

I devote this success to my parents and to the almighty. I want to thank you all for your enduring love, support and wishes, which made this happen in my life.

I have no words to reciprocate my thanks to you all.

Kindly go thru our groups, for getting in touch with me with my new present address and my new mobile no in Chennai.

&lt;strong&gt;Note to Xavier and Ranjini:&lt;/strong&gt; Kindly add Kurinji in our blog. He has placed this request to Xavier 2 months before. Kindly go thru our groups, to view his E-mail id.




&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110517270680420496?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110517270680420496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110517270680420496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110517270680420496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110517270680420496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-job-new-place.html' title='New Job! New Place!'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110508086061710532</id><published>2005-01-07T12:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-07T12:24:20.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Correct answer!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=#800080 face="sans-serif"&gt;Kicha u win a chocolate as a gift for ur correct answer when we meet next time. Remind me to get u!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110508086061710532?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110508086061710532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110508086061710532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110508086061710532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110508086061710532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/correct-answer.html' title='Correct answer!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110507077523339263</id><published>2005-01-07T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:36:15.233+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Internet - An argument in favour of it!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Hi friends, &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Recently i came across an article, which talks about how Internet has evolved as a means to &amp;quot;cheapen&amp;quot; the flow of information, by making information available to anyone, anytime and almost free of cost and unregulated. While this is an obvious perspective, i happened to read one more article which was counter arguing and gave a new perspective of the evolution of communication of information(and hence mankind) in a society or world as a whole of which Internet is the first attempt. Pls. read it to understand more. Hope u all will equally enjoy and appreciate about it. And any comments on it are equally welcome!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Arial"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Definition of Technology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Technology is knowledge of matter organized and applied through a practical organization. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Causes of Advances in Technology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Advances in technology are made possible by:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;greater systematization.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Arial"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;finding material that is more receptive to speed and ideas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Arial"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;abridging Time by increasing speed&lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;higher methods of translating instructions. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Advancing Materials of Technology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; As technology advances, one finds the materials used are more refined. It is worth noting that the stronger the material, the lighter and subtle it is. This is a spiritual truth that the subtler the plane or substance, the more powerful it is.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parallels of Subtlety Between Emerging Individuals and Technologies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Just as there are individuals of mento-spiritual bent, indicating a more subtle quality of human emerging, there are occupations emerging that reflect a parallel subtlety. E.g. we can see this in the forms of higher technology, such as computer software. If we observe the world around us we can see how products and services are moving towards ever-greater subtlety of form reflecting the subtlety of spirit emerging in human life.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Internet as Subtle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Consider the Internet. Now project it dozens of years in the future; and further still. It goes well beyond our imagination. It will have a continuous level of &lt;i&gt;subtlety&lt;/i&gt; that overcomes space and time, cause and effect, and all human logic, that will border on the mystical. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subtlety of Internet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;The Internet is a subtle form of (beyond gross/material) organization. It is the plane of Mind expressing itself in physical matter. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subtlety Required for Internet Use&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;The Internet requires a greater burden on the user than ordinary life. Because one only has the other person's limited words, and the dialogue is often not linear, it requires an extra perception, a subtle sense of perception of those he is communicating with. That requires him to move to a deeper poise from which he can more readily understand the true truth that the other side is presenting. In that sense, such communication is evolutionary, and is Nature's Way of giving a push in the subtle parts of our awareness.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Full, &amp;quot;subtle&amp;quot; knowledge gives an individual the knowledge of an expert; maybe even more than the professional expert. The Internet offers full, subtle knowledge and information. [E.g. a web user trying to understand his health problems can know more through the Internet than the any doctor examining him.] &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Collecting the Collective Subconscious through the Internet to Become a Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;The collective subconscious wisdom emerges in the individual as genius. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;Theoretically, one who can collect the wisdom in the collective subconscious in his own conscious mind will become a genius. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;The Internet is the first direct technological attempt to make that possible. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Verdana"&gt;What Internet does externally to the mind, the teacher, the school or the family can do to the child internally, if they fully appreciate the evolutionary role of Internet in the lives of men.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110507077523339263?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110507077523339263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110507077523339263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110507077523339263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110507077523339263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/internet-argument-in-favour-of-it.html' title='Internet - An argument in favour of it!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110506982116592430</id><published>2005-01-07T09:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:20:21.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guess the speciality of the sentence</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Courier New"&gt;&amp;quot;I do not know where family doctors acquired illegibly perplexing&lt;br&gt; handwriting nevertheless, extraordinary pharmaceutical intellectuality&lt;br&gt; counterbalancing indecipherability, transcendentalizes&lt;br&gt; intercommunications incomprehensibleness&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110506982116592430?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110506982116592430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110506982116592430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110506982116592430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110506982116592430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/guess-speciality-of-sentence.html' title='Guess the speciality of the sentence'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110491155696447330</id><published>2005-01-05T13:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-05T13:22:36.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>1965 Musical Film</title><content type='html'>Rini,

I have watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sound_of_Music"&gt;that movie&lt;/a&gt; around 9 months before.

Even I gave a gist in &lt;a href="http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2003/04/hi-buddies.html"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; but not to your extent :)

Yes its worth more than what we pay....

However for MSITM US Residents they can get its &lt;a href="http://www.freegiftworld.com/gift.html?nopop=1&amp;ADTGID=3424&amp;amp;xid=0&amp;CID=40241&amp;amp;SID=40241Sound.Music"&gt;free DVD&lt;/a&gt;

My brother to have its CD release. Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II have made their very &lt;a href="http://www.theatrehistory.com/american/musical010.html"&gt;best&lt;/a&gt;.

Cheers,



&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110491155696447330?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110491155696447330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110491155696447330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110491155696447330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110491155696447330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/1965-musical-film.html' title='1965 Musical Film'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110490137679671426</id><published>2005-01-05T10:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-01-05T10:32:56.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Music!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Hi friends, recently we bought a new DVD Player and to test it we watched a movie, Sound of Music!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Here is a gist of what i enjoyed in the movie and suggest u all to watch if u get a chance, without out fail.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;&amp;quot;Sound of Music&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;The story is like, A captain(Hero) who is widow, has got 7 children to be brought up by him. Maria(heroin) enters his life as a governess of them. Though the children dislikes her initially, as they expected her also to be of same cadre as the old governesses(dull and boring), she keeps the confidence in her to win them back to her way. She is not so beautiful or good looking, but then she is been portrayed as a strong girl who is very confident, lively, outspoken and wants to live her life and the life of children as it has to be naturally and not the way the captain dictates. Slowly, She, by her jubilant and adept but always simple in character, draws the attention of the children and brings them under her warmth aura of love and affection. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Then when she finds that the captain is about to/had fallen in love with her, and viceversa, she leaves the house coz of a plot by Captain's girl friend whom captain had decided to marry, without him being explicitly knowledgeable of the love he had towards Maria at that instance. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;But very soon the captain, realises his state and Maria also returns back since she misses the children and captain. And Captain also calls back the engagement. That scene is a classic, where in the grit with which the captain declares that he has been dishonest to his girl friend and that he wants to share his life with Maria. I could never see a hint of guilt in his act, nor could i see any pain in his eyes, but a beautiful smile and gleaming eyes declaring his decision with the strength that the other person, would love to obey. Really the hero excelled in acting over there. It was one of the most captivating scene in the movie.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Finally, both join hands together with the wish of their children. There is some more political scenes which is also a part of the movie. But this is the core. And not to speak, every scene was beautifully directed, good in cinematography, simple story line and songs were like just listen once and u would love to sing it twice. Such a decently captured english movie with humour, love, romance, action, depth in characterisation, excellent star cast, crisp and crunch dialogues in proper proportion and overall good direction. Really i enjoyed watching it. Infact watched it twice, since it was so good! &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Songs:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;I liked all songs esp. the one which Maria sings when captain declares his love for her. The lines, &amp;quot;My childhood might have been wicked, my past not so good, but there must have been some true moments in those, coz u love me now&amp;quot; (though i havent reproduced the exact words, but something similar to this she sings) was the most impressive line in the song. And &amp;quot;Edelweiss&amp;quot; (The National Flower of Austria) is also one of the most beautiful song and the voice of the male singer was really good that it made me wonder if i too would be able to relish some english songs. And there is a sunshine song which i think every body would like to sing. Its a song which maria sings to teach the Captain's children, the basic of western classical music - Do Re Me So Fa La Ti (i dont know if this is the exact representation) &amp;nbsp;- See even i remember properly after listening to the song just once(infact, i remember the entire song too bu! t let me not recount here, so that u too would enjoy singing it only when u watch). Good were almost all songs. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Dialogues:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Ya, i should say that the dialogues were the most enjoyable part in the movie, esp. if it were delivered by captain. Because, it always carried an air of valor in each and every word he utters, but they were delivered with equal amount of kindness (with a very subtle smile at the curve of his lips, and a beam of authority in eyes) properly depicting his well evolved individuality. Every word he speaks were properly chosen and it never fails to carve a niche in ur mind. With subtitles running below, it was more understandable and enjoyable to me to watch the movie! Oh, good movie after a longgggggggg time.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Note: I think tamil movie Shanthi nilayam was recreated from this movie, without political scenes in it. but when i could recall, tamil movie really fails to carry the true spirit of the story to the extent it appears in Sound of Music. For eg: It really looked awkward to me when i think of the first child in tamil movie, who behaves so irrationally or stupidly(it seems she acts so coz of her adulthood) , but to see how beautifully the adulthood of the first child Leisl is pronounced in this movie- there was a huge difference both in acting and characterisation. So, just shut down any thoughts of tamil movie if u are watching this movie for first time to enjoy fully, else can have a run time analysis too to know the difference if u have watched it before.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110490137679671426?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110490137679671426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110490137679671426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110490137679671426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110490137679671426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2005/01/sound-of-music.html' title='Sound of Music!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110449741513242909</id><published>2004-12-31T19:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:51:58.636+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A new baby is born</title><content type='html'>It seemed like just yesterday. A new baby was born. Cuddling itself under the wraps of her mother. Leaving behind the miseries of another woeful stretch and taking forward all the gains of goodness, she was born. Born with a lot of promises, a lot of unfulfilled desires, to seek the sought after, to give the ungiven, to share the unshared, to hope the unhoped, to make herself better, to make her compass better with a hope of joy, to unleash an infectious aura of laughter, to bless the cruel to transform.

As providence would have it, her path became not all that breezy. She trampled over every hurdle, bruised and battered in the sea of changes, her eyes bloated and dried, her heart beaten and sunken, mercilessly pulled either ways by the vagaries of the world, death and destruction being her daily cuppa. Short specks of brightness and smile amid all the miseries were but an interim relief. The goodness of the smiles is etched in her, but the sadness of miseries is what soaks her. She has lived through the trauma and died through her life, carrying the little smiles between her lips that nourish her heart.

Today, she gets a reincarnation. A new baby is born again. And as she peeps her head out of her mother's womb, her benevolent eyes sees in the distant horizon the solitary panacea to all her past miseries - Hope. And she prays the hope endures with her all through her new life, as she gears herself to jump into the new ordeal. May the Lord, carry her through her challenges and guard her through all the treacherous paths she would traverse. May the world loft her to cheer. May her company solace the languishing tears. May the goodness bestow her with an indomitable grit. May she come out with a fulfilling smile.

Bless you my dear.

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110449741513242909?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110449741513242909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110449741513242909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110449741513242909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110449741513242909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-baby-is-born.html' title='A new baby is born'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110449382392400436</id><published>2004-12-31T17:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-31T17:20:23.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hearty welcome to 2k5</title><content type='html'>Hi Bloggers,

I wish u &amp; ur friends a happy &amp;amp; prosperous new year....

Make ur dreams come true....


Cheers,
Ram
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110449382392400436?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110449382392400436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110449382392400436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110449382392400436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110449382392400436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/hearty-welcome-to-2k5.html' title='Hearty welcome to 2k5'/><author><name>Ram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16489133232396665250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110359839958175697</id><published>2004-12-21T08:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-21T08:41:29.523+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aham brahmasmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Mujme Shiv hai.. mujhe me Brahma.. mujme Vishnu.. mujme Krishna...
Phir mein kahe mandir jaaoon
Dharthi ambar parbat sagar
Jise mein chahoon usey mein paaoon
Phir mein kahe mandir jaaoon
Aham brahmasmi... Aham brahmasmi...&lt;/i&gt;

Translation:

Within me is Shiv.. within me is Brahma.. within me is Vishnu.. within me is Krishna
Then, why do I need to go to temple
The Earth, Sky, Hills, Sea
I get whatever I want
Then, why do I need to go to temple
I am Brahman... I am Brahman...

-- Lyrics from the song "Aham brahmasmi"

Film: Kisna
Sung By: Sukhwinder Singh, Alka Yagnik
Music By: AR Rahman, Ismail Darbar
Lyrics: Javed Akhtar

A real masterpiece of music...!!

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110359839958175697?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110359839958175697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110359839958175697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110359839958175697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110359839958175697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/aham-brahmasmi.html' title='Aham brahmasmi'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110356811208516019</id><published>2004-12-21T00:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-21T00:11:52.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One more impressive quote!</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=blue&gt;&lt;tt&gt;I died a mineral, and became a plant.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=blue&gt;&lt;tt&gt;I died a plant and rose an animal.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=blue&gt;&lt;tt&gt;I died an animal and I was man.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=blue&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Why should I fear? When was I less by dying? &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=blue&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -Jalal-Uddin Rumi (1207-1273)&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=3 color=#f18fbc face="Arial Unicode MS"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110356811208516019?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110356811208516019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110356811208516019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110356811208516019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110356811208516019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-more-impressive-quote.html' title='One more impressive quote!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110320462032581423</id><published>2004-12-16T18:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-16T19:16:30.413+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Smart Alecs</title><content type='html'>Ram has this uncanny talent of reading the untold unseen meanings submerged underneath the unspoken words (whether spoken or not). Rini, I just came back after a long discussion with God on fixing up a day to embrace you. Both of us are very tired now. We shall resume tomorrow.

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110320462032581423?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110320462032581423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110320462032581423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110320462032581423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110320462032581423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/smart-alecs.html' title='Smart Alecs'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110318594188053602</id><published>2004-12-16T14:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:02:21.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>if not today one day he will.....</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;but that info. is to give clarity to others who read it publicly.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;and in one of the posts i think Ram had mentioned considering it&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;as my own.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt; Ranjini&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110318594188053602?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110318594188053602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110318594188053602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110318594188053602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110318594188053602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/if-not-today-one-day-he-will.html' title='if not today one day he will.....'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110317355808802362</id><published>2004-12-16T10:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-16T10:35:58.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>fyi, its not my experience</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;i dint have any such experience till date. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;but its a quote which impressed me a lot.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110317355808802362?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110317355808802362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110317355808802362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110317355808802362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110317355808802362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/fyi-its-not-my-experience.html' title='fyi, its not my experience'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110308118032363181</id><published>2004-12-15T08:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-15T08:56:20.323+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Here's an answer</title><content type='html'>There could be many a proverbial reasoning, for reasoning is but a line of thought. Thought is only a reflection of one's experience. Experience stems from the facts observed as it is, in conjugation with our myths and beliefs (and beliefs in myths). Beliefs, hacked and mouldered through generations, are as distinct as the persons possessing them. The siblings of the same family are distinct from their parents and distinct amongst them too. The truth of one is not the verity of the other.

With the human psyche so amazingly distinct, its the best prescripiton for trouble to believe in reasonings of others. We do need to consider every view point, for every view is as respectable as its host, but there is a sea of difference between considering and convincing. If I convince myself of his reasoning without due consideration its never going to be long before I plaster my wounds. If I consider his reasoning and extrapolate my own experience and observe the facts in the lights of my experience, thats when I could do full justice to my existing in this world. Others reasoning are a good reference. But personal experience is the best teacher.

If God Herself has to prove their reasoning wrong what could She ever do? If She revealed Herself as God Almighty, Queen of Heaven and Earth, and moved mountains to prove it, there are those who would reason out to say, "It must have been Satan".

So, listen to your feelings. Listen to your Highest Thoughts. Listen to your experience. Whenever any one of these differ from what you've been told by your teachers, elders, friends or read in your books, forget the words. Words are the least reliable purveyor of Truth.


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110308118032363181?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110308118032363181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110308118032363181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110308118032363181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110308118032363181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/heres-answer.html' title='Here&apos;s an answer'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110301541284020496</id><published>2004-12-14T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-12-14T14:40:12.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Got an answer?</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=#000099 face="Georgia"&gt;They proved to me by convincing reasons that God did not exist, and I believed them. Afterwards I saw God, for He came and embraced me. And now which am I to believe, the reasonings of others or my own experience ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=4 color=#000099 face="Georgia"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Regards,&lt;br&gt; Ranjini&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110301541284020496?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110301541284020496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110301541284020496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110301541284020496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110301541284020496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/12/got-answer.html' title='Got an answer?'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110118289128820615</id><published>2004-11-23T09:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-23T09:38:11.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>B'day wishes to B'day Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish Magathagana, Vaadee Vaa, Kaathu "Happy Birthday". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish you all success in your endeavours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110118289128820615?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110118289128820615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110118289128820615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110118289128820615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110118289128820615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/11/bday-wishes-to-bday-babes.html' title='B&apos;day wishes to B&apos;day Babes'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110069462953002773</id><published>2004-11-18T08:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-18T09:02:00.113+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It takes Two to Tango</title><content type='html'>I'm completing 2 years in Infy today. Congrats to Rini too on completing the 2nd year of her career.

As I look back at these two years and introspect on where life has taken me, I stumble on a rather surprising answer. Two years is a damn lot of time. So much has changed in and around me. And yet there hardly seems to be any change.

Vijay Babu called me up on Diwali night to wish me. So, whats so special in that..?? Despite he being in London, I get the feel of him sitting at Room No. 306 in his brown bermudas in Sangeeth Lodge and knocking at my door at No.303 to wish me Happy Diwali. Distance does not distance a few things.


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110069462953002773?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110069462953002773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110069462953002773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110069462953002773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110069462953002773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/11/it-takes-two-to-tango.html' title='It takes Two to Tango'/><author><name>Kishore</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-110005962773722383</id><published>2004-11-10T09:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-10T09:37:07.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>Dear All

Wish you all a Happy and Prosperous Diwali!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Warm wishes and Regards
Sri Prasath V


&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-110005962773722383?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/110005962773722383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=110005962773722383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110005962773722383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/110005962773722383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/11/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Sri Prasath Venkateswaran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15068295927112163945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-109973539205313956</id><published>2004-11-06T15:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-06T15:33:12.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>deepavali celebration in london</title><content type='html'>hi all,

Two weeks b4 i worried a lot reg deepavali celebration... i thought that this yr i m going to miss it.. especially our crackers.. But last week i realised that i m not at all going to miss anything...

yes, from last week itself people over here started deepavali celebration... in the evening london is looking like my town... we can see lot of crackers display...

tomorrow a local FM channel is arranging deepavali celebration. myself &amp; my friends r planning to participate in it. on deepavali day all the temples over here r arranging some fn in the evening..  most pbly we ll attend one of them...

enjoy the deepavali,
purchase lots of crackers (then only my town ppl can enjoy deepavali),
use it savely....

inia deepavali nalvazhthukkal,
vijay

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-109973539205313956?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/109973539205313956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=109973539205313956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/109973539205313956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/109973539205313956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/11/deepavali-celebration-in-london.html' title='deepavali celebration in london'/><author><name>Vijaybabu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06096804389480813296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5136517.post-109949737483562325</id><published>2004-11-03T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:26:14.836+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Diwali shopping!</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, I am having nice time out here, shopping a lot for &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Diwali. This time, i have restricted myself to only 3 dresses. Ya, 2 saris&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;and one chudi. Ofcourse, saris sponsored by my parents and inlaws and&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;chudi by Srini. Bought only one sari and chudi, yet to buy the other one at&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Madurai. Will be there @ MDU for 2 weeks and enjoy well.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;I am also busy buying for my sister, sis in laws, mom in laws.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;So dont know how time passes by during weekends. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;How about u all? finished shopping for the festival or &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;waiting for the latest fashions to be announced?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Ok guys put all ur shopping works in blog too!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;till then bye..........&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5136517-109949737483562325?l=dayswork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/feeds/109949737483562325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5136517&amp;postID=109949737483562325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/109949737483562325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5136517/posts/default/109949737483562325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswork.blogspot.com/2004/11/diwali-shopping.html' title='Diwali shopping!'/><author><name>Ranjini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
