<?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-2441145496985192044</id><updated>2011-10-06T18:12:57.750+05:30</updated><category term='introspection'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='me'/><category term='people'/><category term='chumma'/><category term='places'/><category term='Tamil'/><category term='books'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='heavy hearted'/><category term='light delights'/><category term='college'/><category term='world'/><category term='music'/><category term='tag'/><category term='happy'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='love'/><category term='GOD'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>BLISS</title><subtitle type='html'>that's what i call LIFE- the best gift from GOD!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7540998412774192741</id><published>2011-09-02T09:48:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-03T20:58:26.884+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>அவனும் அவளும்</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So what do he and she feel in deep inside their hearts? here are few lines untold but understood by both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1pk-uWsm7bM/TmBaMLByuQI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UUG1rQtr08Y/s1600/jaadhi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647613097887840514" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1pk-uWsm7bM/TmBaMLByuQI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UUG1rQtr08Y/s320/jaadhi.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 194px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 259px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;இன்று நான் சூடிய பூவை&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நாளை நீ சூட்ட ஆசை !&lt;/div&gt;சூட்டிய கை அணைத்து&lt;br /&gt;உன் தோள் சேர ஆசை !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;பூச்சூட்ட நேரமில்லை&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;புரிந்து கொள் பெண்ணே !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;நேரமிருந்தால் நீ நேரிலில்லை&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;என் செய்வேன் கண்ணே !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;காலம் வரும் காத்திருப்போம்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;பொறுமையுடன் நாம் !&lt;/div&gt;காலம் வந்தால் கனவுகள்&lt;br /&gt;கனிந்துவிடும், ஆம் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;வருங்காலம் வசந்தமாக&lt;br /&gt;இன்றே முனைந்திடுவேன் !&lt;/div&gt;வசந்தங்கள் வருகையில்&lt;br /&gt;மலர்மாலை உனக்கிடுவேன் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The obvious fact of which lines are spoken by 'him' and which by 'her' is left unsaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7540998412774192741?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7540998412774192741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7540998412774192741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7540998412774192741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='அவனும் அவளும்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1pk-uWsm7bM/TmBaMLByuQI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UUG1rQtr08Y/s72-c/jaadhi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-9080925159200620350</id><published>2011-01-05T11:15:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:03:11.238+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Happy and fresh new year!</title><content type='html'>I remember the &lt;a href="http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html"&gt;last new year wish post&lt;/a&gt; . I realise that i have done some of what were mentioned there. Not a bad check list,I can say. There was more than just a strengthening of my constant belief that life, is the greatest teacher.I learnt a lot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was eventful, in a way. there was so much of time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love, to smile, to wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To live,to cry, to laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To observe, to think, to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To fight,to misunderstand,to hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To forget,to repent,to forgive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To mistake,to realize, to correct&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To suffer,to learn,to ponder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To feel,to know,to learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't these what life is all about? I went through all these and more. That's why i look forward to this year with a lot of faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is an air of deep hope,a constant change, and a silent promise around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i keep them up and going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New year to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-9080925159200620350?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9080925159200620350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-and-fresh-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9080925159200620350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9080925159200620350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-and-fresh-new-year.html' title='Happy and fresh new year!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-59150539139571383</id><published>2010-08-12T00:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:00:00.344+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 28px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;அத்திப் பூத்த &lt;div&gt;அந்நாள் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அழகாய்ப் பதிந்தது &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நெஞ்சில் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ஊணில்லை&lt;div&gt;உறக்கமில்லை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;உதட்டில் புன்னகையும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;உள்ளத்தில் வேண்டுதலும் - அன்றி&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;வேறேதுமில்லை ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ஆழ் மனதில் &lt;div&gt;அடி வைத்து &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அரியணை போட்டு &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அமர்ந்தாய் - வாழ்வின் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ஆதராமானாய் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கண்கள் கண்ட கற்பனையோ &lt;div&gt;கனவில் கலந்த கருத்திதுவோ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கழற்ற விழையா கலனோ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அறியாச் சிறுமி நான்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;புரியா நடையில் - இங்கே &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கிறுக்குகிறேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;விலகிய முகிலால் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;தெளிந்த விண்ணில் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;தெரிந்த நிலவில் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;மனம் லயிக்க,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அத்திப் பூத்த &lt;div&gt;அந்நாள் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அழகாய்ப் பதிந்தது &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நெஞ்சில் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-59150539139571383?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/59150539139571383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/59150539139571383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/59150539139571383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1039919660477252083</id><published>2010-05-17T09:38:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:20:03.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>75</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 29px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Apt for the 75th post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 29px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 29px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;சட்டென  நனைந்தது  நெஞ்சம்&lt;br /&gt;சர்க்கரை ஆனது  கண்ணீர்&lt;br /&gt;சுகமாய்  சுகமாய்  ஒரு  துன்பம்&lt;br /&gt;துன்பம்  எத்தனை  பேரின்பம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;எந்த  வாசல்  வழி  காதல்  நடந்துவரும்&lt;br /&gt;என்று  காத்துக்  கிடந்தேன்&lt;br /&gt;அது  வானில்  பறந்து  வந்து  கூரை  திறந்து  வரும்&lt;br /&gt;என்று  இன்று  தெளிந்தேன்&lt;br /&gt;தாவி  வந்து  எனை  அணைத்த  போது&lt;br /&gt;எந்தன்  சல்லி  வேர்கள்  அறுந்தேன்&lt;br /&gt;சாவின்  எல்லை  வரை  சென்று  மீண்டு&lt;br /&gt;இன்று  ரெண்டு  ஜன்மம்  அடைதேன்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;துடிக்கும்  உதடு  கொண்டு  துடைத்திடு வெட்கத்தை&lt;br /&gt;அணைப்பின்  ஆதிக்கத்தால்  வெளியேற்று  அச்சத்தை&lt;br /&gt;சுகமாய்  சுகமாய்  கொள்ளையிடு&lt;br /&gt;என்  உயிரை  மட்டும்  விட்டு  விடு ...   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;This is one song i LOVE for the blend of music,the visual,the situation and mainly the lyric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 13px; color: rgb(142, 18, 20);  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Enjoy it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL1h2d7E5jc"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HERE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1039919660477252083?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1039919660477252083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/75_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1039919660477252083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1039919660477252083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/75_17.html' title='75'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-520955509000665354</id><published>2010-05-14T16:31:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:02:12.571+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Open Marriages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;In this weird world of people getting into different kinds of relationships, the concept of open marriage got me into some thinking. An open marriage is the one in which the partners willingly agree to each others’ extra marital sexual relationships without blaming it as deception or dishonesty. It is not regarded as a gratuitous act and is seen as a freedom of thought, action and a comfortable way of acknowledging each others’ desires and need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;An open marriage includes acceptance of flirtation, date, and by extension, involvement in a sexual relationship with others by the partner. It applies equally to both the partners. It is a way of saying “We are a couple. I love you. I want to spend my life with you. But I don’t want to miss out the chances of being in love/infatuation/mere lust with someone else, just because we are committed for a life time. I would like to explore my avenues in those regards. It is mutual and I don’t mind you getting into this thought too. Let’s free ourselves from the compelling clutches of this marriage institution and lead our lives the way we want”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It is natural that we all get awestruck and marvel at some people’s beauty or intelligence or skills or some quality at some point of time. If it stops with mere admiration, regards or respect, well and good. Sometimes it doesn’t .Considering that one such person(of the opposite gender) is acquainted to you through your friends, or work-circle, or any other means and if you get to be with that person intermittently or otherwise for a period of time, and you get attracted to that person in some way or the other, you tend to get closer to that person or at least will want to. Here comes the concept-an open marriage-allows you to follow your heart and doesn’t question your fidelity if you want to get into an extra-marital relationship with that person. It goes on well as long as you feel comfortable. It comes with no strings attached and you can move on without any commitment once you are out of the craziness. But now, do you even see a point in this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                           &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/S-0uub-SIAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/v2Eq99dlwaI/s320/pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Practically, love survives on justified possessiveness and that makes love what it is. Even if the couple agree to an open marriage, It is so natural that after a period of time, the concept loses     it’s initial hype and there stems out jealousy, envy, possessiveness, resentment, anger, grudge and in turn hatred. Especially if one in the pair is affected by these, and the other doesn't mind/realize, it leads to a disaster. Your spouse will surely demand undivided attention, continuous love, full-fledged intimacy, all that you initially gave and promised to give him/her for a lifetime. Failing to give which, your marriage can become grueling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Though it may have worked with some couples, say 1% of the lot, it gradually loses its sheen and fades away in due course of time and shatters the relationship into pieces in most of the cases. I don’t speak entirely based on statistics and random surveys alone, but personally, I am against this notion. I, for one, have always regarded individual freedom and space as a necessity in any relationship. A marriage should be the start or a continuation of love, as the case may be, and not be thrust upon an individual. Once you love someone and after all the matured thoughts, decide to marry that person, you apparently take your relationship to the next level physically and emotionally. It means you decide to spend the rest of your life with that person for the simple reason that you feel you can never be attached so much to anyone else, you feel you can never love/be loved by someone this much, you need this person for happiness in your life which, you feel, can never be given by anyone else. How can you even think of ruining this beautiful bond that exists between both of you due to some temporary flings or sensual pleasures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It is a special feeling to be loved selflessly and unconditionally by someone. And when we feel the same towards that someone, it becomes a bond purely based on trust, hope and love alone it is our duty to foster its growth and nurture the feeling so that it doesn't culminate after a marriage but lasts forever. I’m not being ethical alone or not trying to sound conventional, but all said and done, an open marriage doesn't appeal to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Do what you feel and believe in what you do. If you think you don’t believe in the institution of marriage, never get into it. Once you believe in it and you are into it, give due regards to the relationship and the marriage,and be happy for all the blessings you have got through it, through your spouse, value your union and life will be beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-520955509000665354?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/520955509000665354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/open-marriages.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/520955509000665354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/520955509000665354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/open-marriages.html' title='Open Marriages'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/S-0uub-SIAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/v2Eq99dlwaI/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8303397797654896083</id><published>2010-03-12T18:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:54:36.541+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>A Matter of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cjayasree%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; 	panose-1:2 11 6 3 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;It has just begun. It is beautiful. It is unusually different.It is exciting. It feels special. It is nice. It is sweet.It is happiness. It is lovely. It brings a smile. It will not change.It is just that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;It gives fear. It instills responsibility. It demands enormous patience. It is time-bound.It necessitates thinking. It needs level-headed approach. It is not confirmed. It is not assurance. It should not change. It is an idea.It is a chance, a probability,in turn, a possibility. It is a wait. It is a penance, of sorts. It is a test. It is life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;So now, it is all a matter of time. Patience.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8303397797654896083?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8303397797654896083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/matter-of-time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8303397797654896083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8303397797654896083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/matter-of-time.html' title='A Matter of Time'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-840701447380319664</id><published>2010-02-03T15:33:00.030+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-13T07:31:10.601+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>ANJALI - my two cents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/S2lUMbjUXHI/AAAAAAAAASE/hOBQpTsscPI/s1600-h/Music_Circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;One of the soul-stirring songs i have heard is&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'ANJALI ANJALI'&lt;/i&gt; from the movie DUET.A lot of us would have been hypnotized by the brilliance of Kadri’s sax, scintillations from S.P.B’s voice, the might of vairamuthu’s pen, and of course,the blend of &lt;a name="disc"&gt;Rahman's music.&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;It is about two men, brothers, who propose the same girl and their visions of their love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                    -----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;I still wonder if any other raga other than  &lt;i&gt;Maand &lt;/i&gt; can do this magic. After the mellifluous Sax intro, a cymbal and a bright acoustic piano join in. As he slowly expands the theme, the chords start their work and Chitra’s humming outlines the pallavi. Tempted by the sweetness, the bass guitar joins her.The theme is completed by the sax  as the notes go high,followed by the piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt; The man, a singer, starts romantically, dedicating some &lt;i&gt;anjali&lt;/i&gt;s,-flowers, songs, gold, and poetry,&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;to his girl ANJALI. The Sax and the piano romance again.&lt;/span&gt;He then describes neatly, how he is immersed in this bond of love, through the fine example of the rain and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;'kadalile mazhai veezhndha pin endha thuli mazhai thuli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;kaadhalil adhu pola naan kalandhitten kaadhali!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;The chords follow through and He finally says he holds her feet and cries in a high pitch, yearning for her love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;And here starts Chitra’s mesmerizing &lt;i&gt;Aalaap&lt;/i&gt;.When we regain our senses once it's over,The girl, ANJALI explains how love has entered her soul. First through music and then through tamil(meaning, poetry). A clear expression of how the singer(music) and his Sax player brother(a poet), both have proposed to her, in that order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;‘isai vandha dhisai paarthu manam kuzhaindhen&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;thamizh vandha dhisai paarthu uyir kasindhen’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  lang="NL" style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Ah! Of course, what else can she do, than let her heart to get carried away by music and poetry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;The flute now comes into picture along with the tabla and takes us to the smile-on-listening-mode. Now comes the turn of the second hero who loves her. Isn’t he a poet? He says there is no wonder like her, and poetically describes the effect of reciting her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;‘&lt;i&gt;anjali perai  chonnen avizhndhadhu mullaiye&lt;/i&gt;’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;He feels there is no poetry without her,his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kanmani'.&lt;/span&gt; He wonders if she were born with the moon or formed in the womb of a flower. His powerful happiness is clearly shown, as the strings take the last line to a greater momentum.The flute returns again and gives the finishing touches for the beautiful blend of music,love and poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                    ----------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt; &lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;Though it’s the normal triangular love story, the music and the singer’s voice in this, take the concept of love and expression of the persons’ feelings to a greater height. Be it an-all-lights-switched-off-night, or a pleasant dew-filled morning; this song enhances the beauty of music and in turn, love. &lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-840701447380319664?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/840701447380319664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjali-my-two-cents.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/840701447380319664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/840701447380319664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjali-my-two-cents.html' title='ANJALI - my two cents'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/S2lUMbjUXHI/AAAAAAAAASE/hOBQpTsscPI/s72-c/Music_Circle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-846424258472035640</id><published>2010-01-16T19:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:05:24.870+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Wish you all a very happy new year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i have certain duties at my desk. Not in any particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mistakes to  rectify.  Some thoughts to clear off.&lt;br /&gt;Some passions to (re)follow. Some time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Some people to catch up on. Some books to read.&lt;br /&gt;Some places to visit. Some stuffs to muse upon.&lt;br /&gt;Some incidents to remember. Some, to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Some prayers. Some thanks-givings.&lt;br /&gt;More silent smiles and lesser tearing tears, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realize that, on the whole, i have a lot of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana, geneva, helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep.&lt;br /&gt;        But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;        And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;        And miles to go before I sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-846424258472035640?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/846424258472035640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/846424258472035640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/846424258472035640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1997934850050685619</id><published>2009-12-17T20:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:11:25.312+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>Musing upon..</title><content type='html'>நீ தனிமை என்றால்,&lt;span&gt;நான்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;துணையா? தூரத்திலா?&lt;br /&gt;நீ துணை தான் என்றால் ,&lt;span&gt;நான்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;பேசவா ? யோசிக்கவா?&lt;br /&gt;நீ திரும்பி நின்றால் ,&lt;span&gt;நான்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;நிற்கவா ? போய் விடவா?&lt;br /&gt;நீ போகிறாய் என்றால்,நான்&lt;br /&gt;அழைக்கவா? அழுதிடவா?&lt;br /&gt;நீ காதல் என்றால் , நான்&lt;br /&gt;சரியா? தவறா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy: 'Un samayal araiyil' from the tamil movie 'dhill'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1997934850050685619?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1997934850050685619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/musing-upon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1997934850050685619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1997934850050685619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/musing-upon.html' title='Musing upon..'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5298396572057932121</id><published>2009-12-08T19:57:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:32:24.613+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>We treat each other with silence. the much needed,for the moment. I know not, if You care to think, but my mind is entering into a mindless marathon,of thoughts uncluttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the stupid arguments. Stupid,i say,was not the argument by itself.The drift it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving is not having to understand, i say. Forgiving without understanding is murdering a dying man,you say. It takes time to understand, i say. You reply with your silence. I need it, from you, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If forgiving is an art,i'm still a student,learning it. I may fail to do well in the small tests,but i ace the final exam.Even if you think i don't,i can claim i don't cheat in the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id=":4q"&gt;Forgiving is done by the heart which got hurt,for it realizes many things.There is an emotional touch,in the pain and the apology. Understanding is done by the mind,it takes some time.Hurrying doesn't pay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to wait,you say. How long? You may wait,Life doesn't. It goes on. For all the craziness you see in me,some time in the future, you will realize,these were not crazy,and will miss me,for i wont be there till then, as a part of your wonderful life,that you so truly and richly deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,break the silence or at least, try to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5298396572057932121?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5298396572057932121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5298396572057932121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5298396572057932121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1662384926513376113</id><published>2009-11-06T20:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:36:17.662+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SvQ7VIMJmbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/nBCnzaZ--mU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401007087285803442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SvQ7VIMJmbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/nBCnzaZ--mU/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I feel thus? Am I restless? How long am I going to keep grumbling? How will I ever convince myself that I’ll regret about it in the future, if I don’t stop feeling now? When will I get the guts to spurt it out? If at all I get, will that make a difference? When will I ask? How will I ask? Why should I ask, when I know the answer? I can surely keep from asking, but will that solve the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? Can I divert myself by calling it an unimportant thought for the time-being? Then what’s the permanent solution? If getting rid of, is the only solution, is it possible? If not, why do I care about it? Don’t I realize that it’s silly to ask for the solution when I know it? Or, is the question now, will I be able to accept the solution? If I won’t be, do I have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I ever forgive? Or at least forget? Isn’t forgetting impossible? When will peace be restored? How many more sleepless nights should I have to contribute to this trouble? How long will I take to come out of it? Do I really want to come out at all? Will I feel normal, if not good, when I come out of it? How can i take it easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does time know that mine is an exception to the general rule that it can heal everything? Do you think I’m exaggerating? Will you trust me if I say no? Why should I explain to you? If these form just a part of the long list of questions that I have in mind, can you believe it? Even if you do, Can u understand? Can anyone say something other than “chuck it”? am I kidding myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can everyone understand that I’m not cribbing about some love-failure? If not, may I ask, Can love fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I realize I have a life to live? What is life without living? Still, what is life without an answer to these questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1662384926513376113?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1662384926513376113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/questions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1662384926513376113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1662384926513376113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SvQ7VIMJmbI/AAAAAAAAAQI/nBCnzaZ--mU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5742093801316932058</id><published>2009-10-29T14:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:25:46.411+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>3 mantras</title><content type='html'>விட்டுப் பிடி&lt;br /&gt;விட்டுக் கொடு&lt;br /&gt;விட்டு ஒழி&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5742093801316932058?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5742093801316932058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-mantras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5742093801316932058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5742093801316932058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-mantras.html' title='3 mantras'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8270661735772137127</id><published>2009-10-13T19:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:02:46.215+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>How should life be? normal. Twists and turns occasionally, surprises and shocks at times.acceptable. But why should these be the order of the day? Heaving a sigh of relief seems to be of the past.Perception differs. We differ from each other. That is one reason why we don't agree to disagree and leave things at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't hurry up throughout the present. You will end up stopping at a point breathlessly,turn around to see,that you have missed lots. What's the point in being close,or being distant,or the very essence "being" when you are not satisfied,leave alone being happy? And still, would you call it a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me,a day will dawn when you will wake up to find life is no longer the same you thought it will be.How long will you take to realise, that some day I will leave you once and forever, and there will be no use repenting for the time lost? Apologising has meaning only when you believe in it. Sorry,u say. Sorry, i say. but how much sorry are we, for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sindhuja&lt;/span&gt; is all growing up. I think, I feel, I realise,I learn, I live..or at least, want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8270661735772137127?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8270661735772137127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-should-life-be-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8270661735772137127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8270661735772137127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-should-life-be-normal.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8042042397190389792</id><published>2009-10-12T00:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:16:48.593+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>மாற்றம்</title><content type='html'>மகிழ்ந்திருந்தேன்&lt;br /&gt;சிரித்திருந்தேன் ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சிறு விஷயத்திற்கும்&lt;br /&gt;அதிசயித்து&lt;br /&gt;"அட ! அப்படியா?" என்றது&lt;br /&gt;பெரிய செய்திக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;அக்கறையின்றி&lt;br /&gt;"ஓ...அப்படியா.. " என்றும் ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;யாருக்கு அன்பு அதிகம் என்ற போட்டி&lt;br /&gt;யாருக்கு வெறுப்பு அதிகம் என்றும்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பிரிவுத் துயரம் நீங்கி&lt;br /&gt;சேர்தலே துயர் என்றும்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அன்று என்னிடம் உனக்குப் பிடித்தவை&lt;br /&gt;இன்று என்னிடம் நீ வெறுப்பவையாய்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நம்மிடம் நமக்குப் பிடித்தவை மறைந்து&lt;br /&gt;"நாம்" என்பதே கேள்விக்குறியாய்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... மாறுவதற்கு&lt;br /&gt;இடைப்பட்ட காலத்தில் ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மகிழ்ந்திருந்தேன் !&lt;br /&gt;சிரித்திருந்தேன் !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8042042397190389792?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8042042397190389792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8042042397190389792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8042042397190389792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='மாற்றம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8856740536255152687</id><published>2009-09-14T18:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:45:33.222+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>கண்களால் !</title><content type='html'>நீ பார்த்ததில்&lt;br /&gt;பசியாகிறேன்&lt;br /&gt;உன் சிரிப்பில்&lt;br /&gt;பசியாறினேன்&lt;br /&gt;நீ பார்க்க நான் சிரிக்க&lt;br /&gt;உணவாகிறேன்,&lt;br /&gt;பசியாறினாயா?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8856740536255152687?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8856740536255152687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8856740536255152687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8856740536255152687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='கண்களால் !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5880695074132957176</id><published>2009-09-09T18:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:31:43.545+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>It is sometimes too hard to follow what your heart says.for, at times,your heart is controlled by your emotions and not by the brain.any decision taken with an emotional bent of mind,silly as it may sound,is bound to go deeply wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all that we think,can be told out.and not all that we tell,can be understood by others. silence is golden. agreed. but the pretentious silence,when the mind inside is paddling with cluttered thoughts is worrisome. what can I do when the heart is shaking me so hard,asking me to spurt it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day life shows me a new way of re-thinking. everything is cyclic in this world,isn’t it? and may be that’s why I come back to square one,depressed,unclear and tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-chuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Mind-chuck what?&lt;br /&gt;Me-That which you are thinking about now.&lt;br /&gt;Mind- ha ha! you don’t want me to, I bet!&lt;br /&gt;Me-Ok. chuck everything.&lt;br /&gt;Mind-everything? u mean EVERYTHING?&lt;br /&gt;Me-yes.&lt;br /&gt;Mind- how much of a guarantee can you give me that you wont bring up such an issue again?&lt;br /&gt;Me--………….(blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going crazy! God save me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5880695074132957176?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5880695074132957176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/restless.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5880695074132957176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5880695074132957176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-25150838491156257</id><published>2009-08-15T08:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:27:55.071+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>ORBITCE 2K9</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cjayasree%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Experience The evolution!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time of the year arrives again.yes! It’s ORBITCE&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;time! ORBITCE is the national level inter-college technical symposium conducted&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;by the ECE department at SSN. Known for its quality,SSN has always been the right place for research-oriented minds, and ORBITCE is not an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Micro-processors, paper presentations,robotics,circuit designing,Debugging,Simulation,marketing,Tech quiz,math quiz,project display, you name it,we have it! a challenge to compete with brilliant peers. oh don’t get intimidated by hi-fi mind-numbing concepts, you needn’t be a geek to be a part of ORBITCE. There is a flavour for everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This year ORBITCE 2K9 is going to be brighter and better. Not only because of the fact that it’s organized by us, the final years, but also because of the whole lot of enthusiastic juniors who come up with creative ideas and pester us to load them with duties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t have to comment about the huge chunk of prizes that you can pocket by winning. huge Cash, i-pods, pen drives,mp3 players, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;vouchers from so many brands like barista, naturals,and a HOME-THEATRE SYSTEM and….did anyone hear about the mega prize of the internship at COCO-COLA?? ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The team work that gets into the whole event, organizing, publicity, sponsors, the d-day duties, everything gives a high when we work together. It’s pure fun and sheer joy to be a part of such a wonderful event. Running here and there with lots and lots of work gives pleasure, especially the feeling that we get when we hear the participants say “hey! That was a great show you people put up ,we enjoyed ,good job!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come on,gear up! Here is the time to bring out all your latent talents! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be there at SSN on 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; august ’09 !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;ORBITCE 2K9 ! experience the evolution!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-25150838491156257?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/25150838491156257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/orbitce-2k9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/25150838491156257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/25150838491156257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/orbitce-2k9.html' title='ORBITCE 2K9'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-2626445903336855277</id><published>2009-08-15T08:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:18:57.721+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>நாம்</title><content type='html'>உன் 'நா'&lt;br /&gt;'ம்'  என்று சொல்ல&lt;br /&gt;காத்திருக்கிறேன் !&lt;br /&gt;நானும் நீயும்&lt;br /&gt;'நாம்' ஆக !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-2626445903336855277?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2626445903336855277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2626445903336855277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2626445903336855277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='நாம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-200564918674580556</id><published>2009-08-01T13:51:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:01:32.584+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>The game</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cjayasree%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been a part of the game, right from its start. I have been a spectator and a player. I have had foul plays, I’ve won too. Now it hurts when I don’t know whether I’m winning or losing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I better get out of the game. I don’t even want to be a spectator. I don’t fear loss, I fear the fear itself. Insecurity laughs at me for being so ignorant to have missed its silent entry into the game, when I was busy playing. It’s a tough fight. I know. I don’t call it quits, I say it’s enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m misled by the false hopes that life gives in plenty. The impeccable moments of natural happiness bound by conditions, fade away sooner than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am I getting disheartened? I ask, is there anymore to heart, that can be undone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;getting reminded of &lt;a href="http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/game.html"&gt;THIS POST&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-200564918674580556?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/200564918674580556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/game.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/200564918674580556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/200564918674580556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/game.html' title='The game'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4466698712567425328</id><published>2009-07-08T19:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:41:35.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>யாசகம்</title><content type='html'>உள்ளத்தில் உண்மையாய்&lt;br /&gt;உறைந்த அன்பை&lt;br /&gt;ஒற்றை நொடியில்&lt;br /&gt;உன் வார்த்தையில் வெளிக்கொணர&lt;br /&gt;உன் மௌனத்துடன்&lt;br /&gt;நான் படும் பாடு&lt;br /&gt;முயற்சியின்  உச்சம் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அன்பை யாசிக்கும் நெஞ்சை&lt;br /&gt;சமாதானம் &lt;span&gt;செய்ய&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;அரைநொடியில்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;நீ கூறும் சொற்கள்&lt;br /&gt;லட்சத்தில் சொச்சம் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எதிர்பார்ப்பேன் என்றறிந்தும்&lt;br /&gt;இயல்பாய் இருந்து&lt;br /&gt;மனதைக் கனியவைக்கக் &lt;br /&gt;கெஞ்சியும் கொஞ்சியும்&lt;br /&gt;ஊடல் பொழுதாக்கி&lt;br /&gt;சண்டையிட்டும்&lt;br /&gt;பொய்க் கோபம்  காட்டியும் &lt;br /&gt;வராத வார்த்தை,&lt;br /&gt;கூறாத சொல் ,&lt;br /&gt;அழைக்காத அன்பு,&lt;br /&gt;காட்டாத காதல்,&lt;br /&gt;என்றோ எதிர்பாராமல்&lt;br /&gt;கிடைக்கும் தருணம்&lt;br /&gt;திகட்டும் இன்பம் தரும்வேளை&lt;br /&gt;எடுத்துக் கூறும்&lt;br /&gt;தானாய் சிந்தும்&lt;br /&gt;என் சந்தோஷக் கண்ணீரின் மிச்சம் !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4466698712567425328?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4466698712567425328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4466698712567425328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4466698712567425328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='யாசகம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4507931780125039112</id><published>2009-05-27T15:32:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:57:09.012+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief !</title><content type='html'>There are some unmistakably horrible times in our lives. we can neither bear them nor change the situation.One such is learning for this paper called digital communication. Pathetic is not the word.It's the gruelling,disheartening,taxing effect of what a subject,its learning(or mugging?) and its testing can do to a tender unadulterated mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always appreciate the concept of exams.Though we grumble and swear all day at the arrival of exams,practically speaking,anything that we learn needs to be tested in terms of our knowledge gained,application and perhaps lastly,remembrance. Now with remembrance alone(probably with strict mug-and-puke) being the order of the day in the present system of exams,one should at least get the basic motivation to study any subject. May be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject by itself should be uniformly interesting enough to at least keep going if not instigate us to study(like computer networks) or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the subject is dry,the staff should have been kind enough to give proper notes with neat explanations that we don't even need a book(like antennas). Or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject should be a story-reading-and-story-writing-session(like  POM),Or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book should be lively with good fonts,style and size, and bright diagrams so that the mere look at least doesn't put me off to sleep(like digital electronics or even EVS :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how on earth can i put up with something that lacks every one of the above?I really mean it.I needn't argue much to convince those who defend the subject.Truly,no one would,at least from my college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block diagrams-plenty in number,derivations-most of which are confusingly similar but different,definitions that can't stay in mind even after 2 minutes of learning,concepts-that make u wonder if they were in the syllabus,uses-that can't be written with the concept (cost-effective,efficient,time-saving are regular uses in my papers!) are never my cup of tea! So....Well...DC..ahem...nothing more to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after all the swearing and grumbling and frustrated-mind-turned-into-a-rubbish-bin looks,I'm heaving a huge sigh of relief,for,at last,at laaaaaasst,this huge chunk of crap called DC is over forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the dumb exam. Typing out in the fury of losing long time sleep, and the small hope that I will clear it off with a decent(read:lenient)evaluation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4507931780125039112?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4507931780125039112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-of-relief.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4507931780125039112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4507931780125039112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3547286873717571929</id><published>2009-05-11T09:52:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:43:35.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>ஈழனின் குரல் !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sger-Z3Lc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/iRqIEK_I1ZQ/s1600-h/srilanka+eelam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sger-Z3Lc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/iRqIEK_I1ZQ/s320/srilanka+eelam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334421372226204610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பணியின் நிமித்தம்&lt;br /&gt;வெளியூர் மாற்றலை வெறுத்து&lt;br /&gt;வீட்டை விட்டு சொகுசாய்ப் போகிறீர்&lt;br /&gt;அலுவலராய் நீங்கள் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வலியைப் பொறுத்து&lt;br /&gt;கூட்டை விட்டுப் பிய்த்தெறியப்பட்டு&lt;br /&gt;வெற்றிடம் நோக்கி&lt;br /&gt;அழையா விருந்தாளியாய்ப்  போகிறோம்&lt;br /&gt;அகதிகளாய் நாங்கள் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எம் குலப் பெண்களை&lt;br /&gt;நிர்வாணப்படுத்தி அலைய விடுகையில் -உங்கள்&lt;br /&gt;நிவாரணத் தொகை என் செய்யும்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மானம் இழந்து&lt;br /&gt;மாண்ட தாயின்&lt;br /&gt;மார்புக் காம்பில்&lt;br /&gt;பால் குடிக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;பிள்ளையை ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஆசையாய் மணமுடித்த கணவனை&lt;br /&gt;அநியாயமாய்ப் பறிகொடுத்து&lt;br /&gt;விண்ணை வெறிக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;கைம்பெண்ணை,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நோயால் துடிக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;பெற்றோரை,&lt;br /&gt;இரத்தம் பார்த்து அழும்&lt;br /&gt;குழந்தையை,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மனம் நொந்து&lt;br /&gt;மரண பயத்தில் உள்ள&lt;br /&gt;மனைவியை ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வெடிகுண்டால் கைகள்&lt;br /&gt;வெட்டுண்ட தமயனை,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கயவர் கண் பட்டால்&lt;br /&gt;அஞ்சி நடுங்கும்&lt;br /&gt;தங்கையை,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இறையாண்மை  பேசச் சொல்கிறீரோ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இப்படித்தான்&lt;br /&gt;அனுதினமும் நோகடிக்குமெனில்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;உங்கள் இறையாண்மையினும் &lt;br /&gt;அணுகுண்டால் அன்றே கொல்லும்&lt;br /&gt;இவர்கள் தீவிரவாதமே மேல் !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3547286873717571929?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3547286873717571929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3547286873717571929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3547286873717571929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='ஈழனின் குரல் !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sger-Z3Lc8I/AAAAAAAAANA/iRqIEK_I1ZQ/s72-c/srilanka+eelam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6595148138798531630</id><published>2009-04-28T09:17:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:02:51.462+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Rhyme of Love</title><content type='html'>Tear-dried Cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Dim(ple) Chin&lt;br /&gt;Parched lips&lt;br /&gt;Tales within&lt;br /&gt;Unkempt hair&lt;br /&gt;Very bad&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are Red&lt;br /&gt;Swollen too&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's Pet&lt;br /&gt;Is that You?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,Yes,Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6595148138798531630?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6595148138798531630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhyme-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6595148138798531630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6595148138798531630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhyme-of-love.html' title='Rhyme of Love'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7287830039331464473</id><published>2009-04-09T14:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:31:58.425+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1448089721_f32508a534.jpg?v=1193333382"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 265px; height: 229px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1448089721_f32508a534.jpg?v=1193333382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1448089721_f32508a534.jpg?v=1193333382"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm growing everyday.Not physically(which i will love to,as in height) but mentally.I'm learning new things everyday. How cruel and blessed life can be,at the same time. It's often these cruelties of life that shower the blessings too. The lesson that life teaches,even without your knowledge,through your own actions, is unbelievably beautiful. The beauty lies in the fact that,most of us don't even realise it's a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all things are bright and beautiful at all times.The sweetest can be the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;venomous&lt;/span&gt; and the most poisonous can sometimes,unknowingly,be the most luscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need the lessons.They help you think out of the box.You grow tremendously in your thoughts and actions.You become matured,unprejudiced,and bold.They condition your mind,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rationalise&lt;/span&gt; your thinking,and boost up the latent spirits that might have been soporific till then.The toughest lessons learnt early in life can pave way for the bountiful future ahead.Learn.Grow up.A little soul-searching can do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love unconditionally.Think deeply.Live passionately.Be generous and give your fullest to life. It will treat you equally well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounding weird to those who don't know me has become a habit nowadays.No apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7287830039331464473?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7287830039331464473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/deep-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7287830039331464473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7287830039331464473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-2624712808709912185</id><published>2009-04-04T21:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:40:52.927+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>Beaming high!</title><content type='html'>How often do we beam high on hearing cute comments? Recently,i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distant relative had come home along with 2 kids,to invite for some function.I could hear the relative telling the elder kid,a 3 1/2 yrs old L.K.G boy,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indha aathula 1 akka irukkaa.ava kooda nee velayaadu"&lt;/span&gt;(There is a girl in this house,u play with her) my mom told the kid that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akka &lt;/span&gt;is a big one,whom he may not be interested to play with,but that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akka&lt;/span&gt;  gels well with kids. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i agree with modesty that kids get close to me very easily. But considering i have not been a play-mate to any kid for the past few yrs,not even the "pinching-the-cheek of any baby" done during occasional parties in the recent past,I was a bit hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there were 2 kids.one,a cute lkg fellow(adithya),and a much more cuter 1 and a half yr old baby girl,sahana.quite obviously,i got attracted by the doll-like sahana,and started playing with her. Starting from "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sahana kanume??&lt;/span&gt;(with my palms closing her face)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...duchiiee!!(&lt;/span&gt;removing my palms) giving her tit-bits of biscuits,showing her the mirror(that's the best way to play with babies.I bet u they love it!),I did all sorts of things.It was so cute when she started looking out for me,as i had gone to another room.the smile that i saw on her face,after seeing me--heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was quite wrong on our part to have ignored the elder brother(lkg..) He had this elder-child-syndrome,and started involving himself in the talk,or play.He wasn't lift-able ,and..come on my hands are quite fragile :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they left,the relative said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akka ku flying kiss kudu"&lt;/span&gt;,which the baby girl did promptly.enthused by that,her mom said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;akka kannathai killi muthaa kudu"&lt;/span&gt;, Oh boy! i felt wonderful when that baby pinched me with her fingers,and kissed the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes our hero,the elder bro! he said even he wanted to do that to me.Iwas apprehensive about his pinch as he was a bit plump,but he di something very cute.After the same pinching and kissing,he said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nee chocolate maadhiri irukke"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy! Oh boy!! It felt so sweet,u know! when my dad asked why he said so,he replied "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naan dhan pinch panni kiss panen la? ava chocolate maadhiri irukka"&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need i say why i was beaming? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-2624712808709912185?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2624712808709912185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/beaming-high.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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கழிந்தது,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எப்போது அயர்ந்தேன் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;என்றறியாத &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;என் பின்னிரவுத் தூக்கம் .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;இதுவல்ல &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;நான் விரும்பும் உறக்கம்!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3551977688986931922?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3551977688986931922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3551977688986931922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3551977688986931922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html' title='உறக்கம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-432138164704452569</id><published>2009-03-08T09:58:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:48:42.858+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Top 10</title><content type='html'>10 things I want to tell people(names withheld)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm REALLY SORRY. I feel sorry for what i have been and done. I know it hurts.It pains. It kills. It's devastating.I can only say, I'm sorry. But I REALLY am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Thanks for being better to me.Not just good.better.I know there are some serious talks that are pending between us. I'm not sure how unfriendly and uncomfortable they are going to be. But you deserve them for your nice attitude towards me. Thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I wish I had been your sibling,or a close friend or at least associated with you like now,much more earlier in life. The kind of sense that you unknowingly put into my head(which is overflowing with dumbness) is immeasurable. You make me think a lot. Wish you hadn't been this far,physically and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One and a half years WILL make a difference. It's too short a period of time for people to forget and forgive.You and I may. But &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; won't and&lt;em&gt; they&lt;/em&gt; can't. 1.5 yrs is also too long a period,to remain cut-off,and then start from where you left,and pull on even if you had been the best of pals.Nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I'm pleased to have even known you. I never knew life will make us this close that I become your trusted pal to share even the most personal of your problems.I've no solutions,but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; me,I'm there for you,to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;listen Anytime&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;any day&lt;/span&gt;.Currently busy with my own problems,the crux of which,you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I miss you lots.You are my best friend.No doubts. I'm ashamed to tell you that you have been missing so much of what's happening in my life,easily because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not in a state to speak about anything. I'm begging for an appropriate time,to have a heart-felt talk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I Love you. Please don't ever make me feel guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.I'm grateful to you. There had been times(or even now? ) when I was on the verge of being jealous on you. You simply came in and helped me when i was clueless and helpless.You were the saviour one time.We are not close,i know we won't have a chance to be so. Still,thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.There is nothing called life's greatest mistake. Life is resilient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.You are the reason for everything,undoubtedly. Thanks for making me do irrational actions, at the most inappropriate time,to the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;inappropriate&lt;/span&gt; people. I learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of these is something i have told myself.Guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-432138164704452569?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/432138164704452569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-10.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/432138164704452569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/432138164704452569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-10.html' title='Top 10'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3452800308973515585</id><published>2009-03-01T18:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T08:48:40.114+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><title type='text'>ponniyin selvan- ullaththin kalvan !!</title><content type='html'>பொன்னியின் செல்வன் by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kalki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;krishnamoorthy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beautiful piece of work in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; i have ever read.Brought out in 5 parts,each volume is a masterpiece.I have read it long ago as a serial in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kalki&lt;/span&gt; magazine,but that was without proper continuation or concentration,without knowing the depth of the story.Last year,i read all the 5 volumes one after another.UN-PUT-DOWN-ABLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it deals with the history of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cholas&lt;/span&gt;,especially the period of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rajarajacholan's&lt;/span&gt; prime.the major characters are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;arulmozhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;varman&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rajaraja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cholan&lt;/span&gt;,our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PONNIYIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;SELVAN&lt;/span&gt;.-- my lover boy ;-)&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kundhavai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;naachiyaar&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;arulmozhi's&lt;/span&gt; elder sister,the intelligent princess of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chola&lt;/span&gt; dynasty,most revered.&lt;br /&gt;3.vaanathi-a small kingdom's timid princess,kundhavai's friend,who follows her as a tail.the later "Mrs.arulmozhi varman"&lt;br /&gt;4.vallavarayan Vandhiyathevan- vaanar kula veeran.loyal soldier who protects raja raja cholan always.the main reason for the story to move on-- my HERO!!&lt;br /&gt;5.poonkuzhali-padagotti penn! nature-lover,the later queen of chola dynasty for few yrs.&lt;br /&gt;6.senthan amudhan- sivanadiyaar! intensely loves poonkuzhali.the prince-found-late!&lt;br /&gt;7.aadhitha karikalan-the brave prince of chola dynasty,brother of kundhavai and arulmozhi.pretty sad he had to die.and that his death is a mystery!&lt;br /&gt;8.NANDHINI- beauty queen,the angel of the story.guardian angel? no...quite the opposite!a very very important character! clever,strategic.all the men-folk of the novel have fallen for her beauty(except my lover boy;-)!)&lt;br /&gt;9.aazhvaarkadiyaan aka thirumalai-the staunch vaishnavite who comes as a joker,continues through the story and gels so well that he becomes indispensable!&lt;br /&gt;10.oomai thaai-the dumb sister whose character creates so much suspense about the heir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course,pazhuvettarayargal,manimegalai,kandhamaaran,the king and queen and the others are also important.But the few i have mentioned steal the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can words do? Everything!! Words create a miracle in this story. I laughed,cried,teased,felt joyous,dreamt,felt bad,..everything! it was like a journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those who despise lengthy stories,i can vouch for sure that this book will take you somewhere out of this world and make you live in the Chola dynasty itself. The content is too good, very aesthetically chosen words that are bound to linger in our minds long after we read.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;பொன்னியின் செல்வனும்&lt;br /&gt;பூங்குழலி அம்மையும்&lt;br /&gt;வந்தியத் தேவனும்&lt;br /&gt;வானதியும் குந்தவையும்&lt;br /&gt;பழுவூர் நந்தினியும்&lt;br /&gt;பழுவேட் டரையர்களும்&lt;br /&gt;பாடாய்ப் படுத்துகின்றார் - நாங்கள்&lt;br /&gt;பாகாய் உருகுகின்றோம்!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true! Salutations to Mr.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kalki&lt;/span&gt; krishnamoorthy! None can deny that this is his masterpiece!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3452800308973515585?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3452800308973515585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/ponniyin-selvan-ullaththin-kalvan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3452800308973515585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3452800308973515585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/ponniyin-selvan-ullaththin-kalvan.html' title='ponniyin selvan- ullaththin kalvan !!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7911483506695227283</id><published>2009-02-20T18:16:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:17:53.954+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>The week that was..</title><content type='html'>Hectic is the word. Learnt  a lot this week,personally. Some are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never try writing observation in terror sir's class. Yes,You are intelligent enough to escape despite being in the second bench,agreed. But remember the way you prayed terribly to GOD,when he tore the observation of another guy who did the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Computer networks subject is too good,if only learnt on your own and not dragged to the seminar halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Classes at seminar halls just rock,for a different reason though. If you have a record or observation to submit the hour after seminar hall class,you can forget doing it at home.&lt;br /&gt;Always carry a story book to the seminar hall,find a chair in the middle (or preferably the last) row with a folding table,and you will know what bliss is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Never ever blog in the last minute for a competition's sake. It just kills the fun of blogging and you become DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Never think you can sleep at 11:45 pm and wake up hearing the alarm at 12:15 am,and learn for that day's test. you will end up looking at the clock the next day morning at 5:45 am only,when mom screams and asks you to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Never think you can not surpass the toppers of your class. It gives you a smug feeling,when,once in a blue moon,they all fail(now u know why i say once in a blue moon:P) and you pass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Depending on reminders set in the phone is not always good. Sometimes,it makes you feel so forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Don't jump so much that you feel fresh and enthused.It can disappear as soon as you open your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Geometry is so beautiful.getting back to altitudes and mid point theorem is just too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Never feel burdened.You are not the only one having problems.There are so many,with much complex ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisely,what i had been doing and feeling,this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:just noticed,this is my 5oth article!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7911483506695227283?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7911483506695227283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-that-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7911483506695227283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7911483506695227283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-that-was.html' title='The week that was..'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7473802747159447040</id><published>2009-02-18T18:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:28:03.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WE- The Boss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SSN ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL (EDC) presents E-WEEK'09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEB-14TH TO 19TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZwFbJwxZAI/AAAAAAAAALw/qWWaX7oN8z4/s1600-h/entrepreneurship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZwFbJwxZAI/AAAAAAAAALw/qWWaX7oN8z4/s320/entrepreneurship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304120425170691074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I ever heard the word ENTREPRENEURSHIP  was, I guess, in 8th std when i was preparing for a quiz. I didn't realise its might even in the social science classes of 10th std. Once i knew in detail about it, its magnificence dawned upon me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been entrepreneurs at some point in our life. wondering when?? Do you remember the board game called "TRADE"  or  "BUSINESS" that we use to play when young? those virtual money in the form of tokens, those virtual cottages and hotels we owned,those amounts we lent or borrowed? :-) that's the best way we can learn this concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all think TATA,Ambani, Bill Gates et al., as entrepreneurs. It's not just people who do big businesses. even a road-side vegetable vendor,the pani-puri-waala,the flower seller,and the pavement shop owners,or anyone who puts their own money,however small it maybe,into their business, are all entrepreneurs in their own ways! It doesn't need an M.B.A. to become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a thrilling experience by itself. Of course, it has its own risks,troubles and tough times. But, there lies the thrill. The satisfaction that we get when we gain the profit out of our own hard-earned money is no match to the monthly salary that a "9-to-5" white-collared job may pay. On this note, we can congratulate NEN for taking so much initiatives to develop entrepreneurship in all places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need not crib about the recession or unemployment . We can be THE BOSS to ourselves and employ many more people too! what more can we be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you come across a BUSINESS WEEK,just imagine an article on you-an ENTREPRENEUR!  Sounds good,right?? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy E-WEEK at SSN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7473802747159447040?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7473802747159447040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-boss.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7473802747159447040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7473802747159447040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-boss.html' title='WE- The Boss!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZwFbJwxZAI/AAAAAAAAALw/qWWaX7oN8z4/s72-c/entrepreneurship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3337431022116857027</id><published>2009-02-17T21:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:45:59.385+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Go GREEN!</title><content type='html'>SSN ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL (EDC) presents E-WEEK'09&lt;br /&gt;FEB-14TH TO 19TH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you enjoyed a nice,long walk in a garden? When was the last time you watered a rose-plant at home? When do you remember seeing lawns being mowed in the recent past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of concrete and cements that we live, it's not uncommon to have " I don't remember" as the reply to my previous questions.We boast about GDP growth,grumble about recessions and feel bad about INDIA losing in some cricket match. Have we ever stopped to think about the on-going "No-green-anywhere" scenario?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will not remain as comfortable as now,as we think, in the future too! A tree is a blessing to the man-kind. What else can be a better and a fruitful gift to our kids than a GREEN environment? Plants can be pets too!The mere joy that you get in watering them,smelling their flowers,or plucking a ripe mango from your own garden can never be matched with anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just one life that we all gonna live, so why not live in a greener,cleaner,happier environment,with more space to live and more air to breathe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO green!!  After all, the world is our business!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3337431022116857027?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3337431022116857027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-green.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3337431022116857027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3337431022116857027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-green.html' title='Go GREEN!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7911947841477123619</id><published>2009-02-17T20:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:14:18.759+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EDC AT SSN</title><content type='html'>SSN-EDC(ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL) proudly presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                "E-WEEK" FEb- 14th to 19th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intra college extravaganza to promote entrepreneurship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminars, EDC-Cup'09, planting of saplings, EPL-Bidding Game, Crazy Bazaar, Treasure Hunt, Movie screening,photography,poster design,blogging,slogan contest,INNOVATIVE I, sudoku/puzzle lucky draw, and what not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's surely gonna be lots of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come,join,what are you waiting for?? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;website: &lt;a href="http://www.ssnedc.co.nr"&gt;www.ssnedc.co.nr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating the TRUE spirit of entrepreneurship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out this blog for more posts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7911947841477123619?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7911947841477123619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/edc-at-ssn.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7911947841477123619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7911947841477123619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/edc-at-ssn.html' title='EDC AT SSN'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3408519546786159522</id><published>2009-02-16T19:59:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:20:32.166+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>சுவடுகள்</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZl8IOXrL4I/AAAAAAAAALc/k8mzeMb8M1s/s1600-h/footprints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZl8IOXrL4I/AAAAAAAAALc/k8mzeMb8M1s/s320/footprints.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303406516943662978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கனவினைக் கண்டான் ஒருவன் ஓரிரவில்&lt;br /&gt;கடவுளுடன் கடற்கரையில் காலாற நடப்பதாக&lt;br /&gt;கனவினைக் கண்டான் ஒருவன் ஓரிரவில் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வானிலே கண்டான் தன் வாழ்வின் காட்சிகளை&lt;br /&gt;இரு ஜோடி காலடிச்சுவடுகள் கண்டான் மண்மீதினில்&lt;br /&gt;ஒன்று அவனது மற்றொன்று இறைவனது !&lt;br /&gt;வாழ்வின் பல நேரங்களில் அவன்  கண்டான்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் மட்டும் .&lt;br /&gt;அது போன்ற நேரங்களே&lt;br /&gt;தாழ்மையுற்று   வருந்தியவை&lt;br /&gt;என்றவன் அறிந்தான் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இறைஞ்சினான் இறைவனிடம்&lt;br /&gt;"இறையே ! நான் உம்மைத் தொடர்ந்தால்&lt;br /&gt;நீர் என்னுடன் உலா வருவீர் என்று விளம்பினீர்.&lt;br /&gt;சோதனைக் காலத்தில்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் மட்டுமே இருந்தன !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தங்களின் அண்மையை நாடிய நேரங்களில்&lt;br /&gt;எம்மை விட்டு அகன்றீரே !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இறைவன் இயம்பினான் -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"என்னருமைக் குழந்தாய் !&lt;br /&gt;யாம் உன் மேல் கொண்ட அன்பினை&lt;br /&gt;நீ அறிய மாட்டாய்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;துன்பத்தின் உச்சியில்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் கண்டாயே !&lt;br /&gt;அன்றெல்லாம் நான் உன்னை&lt;br /&gt;ஏந்தி இருந்தேன் !!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3408519546786159522?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3408519546786159522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3408519546786159522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3408519546786159522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='சுவடுகள்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SZl8IOXrL4I/AAAAAAAAALc/k8mzeMb8M1s/s72-c/footprints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4467999444190034217</id><published>2009-02-09T18:53:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:48:04.120+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>A Fairy-Search</title><content type='html'>I'm searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The girl who used to be a singer,an instrumentalist,a writer,a poet, an academically brilliant kid,an intensive learner,an extensive orator,a dramatist,a leader,a follower, a programmer, an active club member,an ever-busy young girl, a voracious reader, a scholarship winner, an All India Rank-holder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....A teachers' pet, a fun-lover,a most-sought-after-friend,a popular one everywhere, a competitor to many....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... A go-getter, a pious youth,a winner, a self-confident decisive darling, an optimist, a worker with a killer's instincts,a sincere unfaltering determined gal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was her worship. victory was her joy. success was her routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is she?&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;alive?&lt;br /&gt;A person of the past?&lt;br /&gt;Can she be re-born?&lt;br /&gt;Dormant?&lt;br /&gt;Lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4467999444190034217?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4467999444190034217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/fairy-tale.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4467999444190034217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4467999444190034217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/fairy-tale.html' title='A Fairy-Search'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8420714365788939923</id><published>2009-01-03T09:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:35:48.957+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>World,My Daughter starts school today !</title><content type='html'>My Daughter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since she was born, she had the assurance that i will always be with her. She had the care, attention, love, affection and the warmth of being with me, her mother. But today, she steps into this new world,she starts going to school. It's my big time wish that you treat her and teach her everything, though, in a mild way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the princess of our house. She is still a toddler, who mixes up socks, who spills the water while drinking,who wastes the last crumb of food on plate. She is also the one, who prays to her GOD, hugs me tight every night, kisses me first in the morning, smiles beautifully on cuddling and feels shy when a stranger talks to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach her,World, that she has to be on her own some day. Show that mom can be the best friend one can have. Teach her, that she has to think from her mind when she makes decisions.Show her what love is. Assure her that she has a beautiful family and a loving home to support her. Show her that She, a girl by herself, will have to face troubles, but then the solution again, lies within her. Teach her,that nothing in the world is impossible; That GOD knows best what is good for her; that life is to be lived, not merely existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her not get influenced by all. Let her listen to opinions but finally stand by her own point of view.Teach her, my world, that books can be a great company; music can be the best medicine and silence can be the best weapon at times.Life is not just not about making promises, but in keeping them up. teach her that apology doesn't always mean that you are wrong and the other person is right,but it means that you are ready to compromise and get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give her easy paths always. she needs to be a strong girl. Show her dilemmas and confusions too. And then, teach her how to go about them. After all, the ship is safe at the harbor,but it's not meant to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just starts school today. Treat her like a princess,as i do. But  like a princess with the mind set of a normal girl ! She is such a sweetie,you know. It's going to be a tough job for you, My world. It's not as easy as u think,because, she is MY  DAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** inspired from "World,My son starts school today !" signed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abraham&lt;/span&gt; Lincoln.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8420714365788939923?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8420714365788939923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/worldmy-daughter-starts-school-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8420714365788939923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8420714365788939923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/worldmy-daughter-starts-school-today.html' title='World,My Daughter starts school today !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1410370395729201228</id><published>2008-12-26T09:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:06:39.302+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Black Or White</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SVRfPbo6BdI/AAAAAAAAALM/hguWBQLkWgg/s1600-h/grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SVRfPbo6BdI/AAAAAAAAALM/hguWBQLkWgg/s320/grey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283952981534442962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we all want either a yes or a no,either do or don't,or as i put it now, either Black or white. life is not just about black and white but it's got huge shades of Grey in between. The Grey that confuses,that makes us land up in a dilemma, that just hinders our progress further. The hues of Grey are not always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grey gives a feeling of insecurity. It makes me nervous, frustrates me, and sometimes makes me indecisive. I don't complain about its existence but about its intrusion in my life. Generally I'm very clear about my choices and probably that's why i hate the Grey. It helps us sometimes by giving us the gestation period, to think. But that can't extend for a long time. a decisive Black or white is needed. Of course, there are temporary joys in the Grey. that's the result of false hope. A hope that we give ourselves, that some day, we'll end up with the good. perennial happiness gives much more satisfaction, doesn't it? Now, that's not Grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither does Black symbolize a bad choice nor does white a good one. But surely, both are better than the Grey. If you ask me if i have the mind set to take in the black or white as it is, and accept them with a whole heart, i guess i have no answer. It's the slight insecurity i have about myself. Or my ability to deal with the negative ( i don't refer to the black or the white). Personally, each has it's own effect. Nevertheless, life has to accept them one day. Let it be  TODAY,please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spare me of the confusion, the intermediate, the Grey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1410370395729201228?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1410370395729201228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-or-white_26.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1410370395729201228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1410370395729201228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/black-or-white_26.html' title='Black Or White'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SVRfPbo6BdI/AAAAAAAAALM/hguWBQLkWgg/s72-c/grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4403558531997879616</id><published>2008-12-12T13:20:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:22:52.694+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>தெளிவு</title><content type='html'>தூங்கா விழிகள்&lt;br /&gt;ஓயா உள்ளம்&lt;br /&gt;வலியா  உடல்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு கனவு !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கரைத் தெரியாப் பயணம்&lt;br /&gt;தொலை தூர வெளிச்சம்&lt;br /&gt;கலங்கரை விளக்கம்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு தேடல் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நீண்ட காத்திருப்பு&lt;br /&gt;உடையா மௌனம்&lt;br /&gt;பொருள் புரியாப் பார்வை&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு காதல் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சிலிர்க்கும் புன்னகை&lt;br /&gt;நிலைக்கும் நெருக்கம்&lt;br /&gt;துளிர்க்கும் கண்ணீர்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு வாழ்க்கை !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இவை&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு நீ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இவற்றிற்கும் மேல்&lt;br /&gt;ஒரு நான் !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4403558531997879616?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4403558531997879616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4403558531997879616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4403558531997879616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='தெளிவு'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1961456028205920254</id><published>2008-12-02T09:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:24:34.387+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Sour Grapes Theory</title><content type='html'>What a jackal has taught the humans! The SOUR GRAPES THEORY. All of us would have undergone or will undergo this at least once in life.Also known as adaptive preferences,to sound polished,this attitude is not very uncommon in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,what is it exactly? Basically, when we want,desire for,or aim at something,we DO believe in getting or achieving it.The probability of the event happening maybe less or more. If it happens, OK, well and good. When it does not happen,there are many ways to take it up. Either as a defeat-sit and cry,or start re-building the fallen pieces or to just try to forget it. It is when we go in for the last choice, the point of ADAPTIVE PREFERENCES creeps in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/STS61Mo9TtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/goUgJ3CKIpY/s1600-h/sourgrapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/STS61Mo9TtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/goUgJ3CKIpY/s320/sourgrapes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275046486646542034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we will see the 2 sides of this coin. The "chi chi indha pazham pulikum" (this fruit tastes sour") attitude  is a kind of escapism that we give ourselves. If we have worked so hard to get it, or dreamed so much about the event happening, how can we degrade our own thoughts and dreams just because we haven't achieved it? Does it mean we've all the way worked for  something that's not worth a penny? Is it not a shame to call our dream a "sour grape"? What i try to convey is, by calling it so, we hide behind our negatives and failures and don't think about what should be done about it next. Now this aspect of the theory is bad. It is a pessimistic view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the other side of the coin? ADAPTIVE PREFERENCES. It's the same as the SGT except for a tint of positivity.'Yes, I've not achieved this. I've not got it. I've not worked as hard as i should have, or maybe be luck wasn't my side. WHAT IS NEXT?' this question should be the triggering factor. If it's totally gone,Go in for the next alternative, work for it. Changing our preference doesn't mean we are incapable of getting our first priority. We are just switching the options and going in for the next best. Here, we see a shade of optimism. It is this optimism that should and will bring us out of the shell that we crawled into and break the wall that we have built around ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be a wide variety of views and opinions about this topic,but this is how personally it appears and  appeals to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1961456028205920254?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1961456028205920254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/sour-grapes-theory.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1961456028205920254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1961456028205920254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/sour-grapes-theory.html' title='Sour Grapes Theory'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/STS61Mo9TtI/AAAAAAAAAJY/goUgJ3CKIpY/s72-c/sourgrapes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-705910391793892994</id><published>2008-11-27T21:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:00:00.752+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>20-20 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet another year. Yet another birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No more teens,but does that deter me from being the same? no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you God,for another year  to my life.Thanks to all those who made my day special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy turning 20!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully many more happy returns of the day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-705910391793892994?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/705910391793892994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/20-20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/705910391793892994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/705910391793892994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/20-20.html' title='20-20 !!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-9113521270993521447</id><published>2008-11-13T16:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:14:11.027+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>Me, in short.</title><content type='html'>My visual DNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sums me up in short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 335px; height: 277px; line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;a style="left: 330px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-07853778195634268 visible ontop" href="http://widgets.youniverse.com/personality_landscape.swf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/personality_landscape.swf" flashvars="clickstream=ebc4487f27c9b9861e82c027367401fa" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="330" height="242"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality/feedback/ebc4487f27c9b9861e82c027367401fa" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/readMyProfileLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="147" border="0" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youniverse.com/personality/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;" src="http://widgets.youniverse.com/youniverseLink.gif" alt="Youniverse Personality Test" width="183" border="0" height="35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-9113521270993521447?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9113521270993521447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-me-in-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9113521270993521447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9113521270993521447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-me-in-short.html' title='Me, in short.'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3471792308916742060</id><published>2008-10-30T14:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:13:43.940+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>The game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm losing. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still playing,not in the hopes of winning,but because i just want to be a part of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair to play after losing,i know.I've not lost completely,I'm still losing. I got into it without knowing it's a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get out of the game. let me keep playing.Trust me,my presence wont affect anyone's chance of winning.I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I AM losing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3471792308916742060?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3471792308916742060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/game.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3471792308916742060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3471792308916742060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/game.html' title='The game'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-9194179277279164035</id><published>2008-10-22T09:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:26:52.943+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Hide And Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SP6mHhbx2mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UXoyUOI-UgY/s1600-h/hide+and+seek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SP6mHhbx2mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UXoyUOI-UgY/s320/hide+and+seek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259824062979496546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the farthest of lands&lt;br /&gt;Down the nearest of sands&lt;br /&gt;i search slowly&lt;br /&gt;in and out of&lt;br /&gt;the external peace&lt;br /&gt;internal chaos&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muffled voices&lt;br /&gt;of a confused heart.&lt;br /&gt;outer serenity&lt;br /&gt;inner hustle&lt;br /&gt;of a troubled mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still search.&lt;br /&gt;a mad rush&lt;br /&gt;a silent hush&lt;br /&gt;bustles out of eternity&lt;br /&gt;an emotional tinge of serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;I look out here and there,&lt;br /&gt;and land up nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life shows me puzzles,&lt;br /&gt;at times,quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;that's when i realize&lt;br /&gt;I'm hiding me and searching you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-9194179277279164035?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9194179277279164035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/hide-and-seek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9194179277279164035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/9194179277279164035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide And Seek'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SP6mHhbx2mI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UXoyUOI-UgY/s72-c/hide+and+seek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-2527980110999131016</id><published>2008-10-08T11:17:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:51:05.802+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Sigh!</title><content type='html'>irritated.depressed.confused.unhappy.possessive.&lt;br /&gt;sentimental.immature.silly.helpless.lazy.&lt;br /&gt;frustrated.wronged.hopeless.perplexed.&lt;br /&gt;grumbling.crying.sad.irrational.angry.&lt;br /&gt;pissed off.bored.missing.missed.bugged.&lt;br /&gt;reckless.crazy.doubtful.tough.hurt.insecure.&lt;br /&gt;lost.upset.lonely.out of mood.restless.unthoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;afraid.grieving.illogical.emotional.period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that I'm now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-2527980110999131016?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2527980110999131016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/sigh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2527980110999131016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2527980110999131016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/sigh.html' title='Sigh!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7480453277848736230</id><published>2008-10-06T18:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:51:44.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>Hey goodbye nanba!</title><content type='html'>my blog had been  dormant for a couple of weeks and this seemed to be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your MP3 player on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write the name of the song no matter what. No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY?” YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;"mudhal mazhai ennai nanaithadhe"-bheema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...vague!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;"kurai ondrum illai"-M.S.Subbulakshmi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem.. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;"nee oru kaadhal sangeetham"-naayagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya may be the "music" in them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;"panikaatre"-Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long since i have seen panikaatru!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;"i wanna be with you"-BSB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,may be with "the spl someone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;"sariya idhu thavara"-kalloori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sariya pochu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;'raathiriyil poothirukum thaamarai dhan"&lt;br /&gt;(that rajini song,forgot movie name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotus? me? not bad not at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;"enna thavam seidhanai"-kaapi,sowmya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..isn't that supposed to be too much?;-) promise no cheating!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;"vaan megam"-punnagai mannan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...quite so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;"kandukonden kandukonden"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P answer theriyume!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;"kuchi kucchi raakamma"-bombay!&lt;br /&gt;super! she is an olli kuchi only:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;"snehidhane"-alaipayuthe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;"i have a dream"-abba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming throughout my life's story?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;"dance with me"-aaja nach le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance ? me? !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;"'ethanai kodi inbam vaithai" -unni krishnan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"keladi kanmani"-pudhu pudhu arthangal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonna pecha kekanumo?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;"akkam pakkam"-kreedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not for the "WEDDING"(how can there be "yaarum illaa" in my wedding!!)&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?? :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;"jagat janani"-unnikrishnan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;"maja maja"-sillunu 1 kaadhal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err....ore majaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;"kanavaa illai kaatra"-ratchagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...kanavu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;"roobaroo roshni"-Rang De basanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "roshni" of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;"Hey goodbye nanba!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bessttu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7480453277848736230?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7480453277848736230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-goodbye-nanba.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7480453277848736230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7480453277848736230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-goodbye-nanba.html' title='Hey goodbye nanba!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4735730284028244235</id><published>2008-09-20T09:46:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:18:19.573+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>single and sweet !</title><content type='html'>"hey you know what?those two got committed last week!" "are they close friends or are they really committed?" sigh!! getting committed! that's the buzz word,or sounds so. there has always been this "pair-up" stuff both at high school and college.it's done purely for fun.i understand,and of course enjoy too!! but i don't understand the funda about "getting committed". oh when? at this age? or you think it's the right age? "hey they make a cute pair!" oh yes i agree,but commitment? nay,not much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a guy and girl are good pals,fellow students are wise enough to leave it just as a "pair-up" at the maximum. but sometimes the level of closeness does create a stir among the others and they start this "getting committed" topic all over again!! I'm not against fun-talks, in fact i have been paired up and i tease people too.but what about this "rage for commitment"?surely no! after this proposal is accepted, they think getting committed is fun.ya,with the guy gifting you for every(silly) thing,those never ending phone-calls,irresistible looks,the "mushy-mushy" dialogues,those midnight sweet dream message,going out together,cliched beach walks,the thought of him or her while listening to romantic songs,et al. is that all you call commitment? i laugh when people give a pity-look which means,"tchu tchu... you are single is it?not much of charm." best joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying single has it's own advantages people! i need not worry about whether he ate,slept,walked,called me up,messaged and the like.when i have no time to think of myself,there's absolutely no time at all to think for two people! he and me! do you know commitment is hell lot of a responsibility ? especially when you are in the serious talk list.you make a slip of the tongue mistake,it's taken to charge. the doubtful looks and stares that you have to face sometimes even from your own girl/guy, when you talk or exchange pleasantries with some other girl/guy, as the case may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no girl is going to give a damn to you if you are not getting into a decent profession with a soaring career.all "mushy-mushy" things that once used to be her fantasy will no longer hold any position other than a waste of time,if you are not an achiever.money is not only what i mean.surely no one will want to lead a mediocre life. same applies to guys too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who think"this girl is mad.you don't know when love will strike you" i say, go!get committed.but first understand what it means to be so.give it a break now my dear! this is the time for many more things that you will want to look back and cherish.follow your dreams,have fun with friends,be passionate,learn lots,read lots,fight,play,love and LIVE!and then get committed.may be, that sounds more like a commitment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i will surely inform you when i get committed.right now,staying single seems to be sweeter than anything else in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4735730284028244235?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4735730284028244235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/single-and-sweet.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4735730284028244235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4735730284028244235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/single-and-sweet.html' title='single and sweet !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-268526952915392926</id><published>2008-09-18T17:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:08:55.778+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>"BLISS"ful birthday!</title><content type='html'>today is the first anniversary of my blog-BLISS!  i started blogging a year ago just to develop my passion for writing and of course for fun.it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;served&lt;/span&gt; as a lovely platform for me to write and what's more i got new friends! i could pour out anything i felt.sometimes i wrote just for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life,friends,love,people,places,poetry,college,ramblings....my blog became a mixture of things. blogging became so much of fun and now here i am happily celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you BLISS! you are a gift!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday and hopefully many more to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey my blog turns one!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-268526952915392926?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/268526952915392926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/blissful-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/268526952915392926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/268526952915392926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/blissful-birthday.html' title='&quot;BLISS&quot;ful birthday!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1781092321534434313</id><published>2008-09-13T09:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:15:24.736+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A Homage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMs29EztL0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0aMmaSjjeOM/s1600-h/kunnakudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245346613893607234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMs29EztL0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0aMmaSjjeOM/s320/kunnakudi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veteran violin maestro Dr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kunnakudi&lt;/span&gt; R.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vaidyanathan&lt;/span&gt; passed away on the 8t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; of this month.it was a shock for me to see the flash news at 10p.m. Known for his inimitable style and grace in playing the violin he made it possible that even a layman enjoyed his music. forced into music by his father,he was a force for many others to learn in his later years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a high-class musician,a composer,a teacher,a performer,he wore many hats.age,illness,whatever be the reason,his demise is a great loss to the music fraternity.he will be remembered by one and all till there is music in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;may his soul rest in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMs29EztL0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0aMmaSjjeOM/s72-c/kunnakudi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6723741463422136742</id><published>2008-09-06T19:56:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:01:20.544+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>What's more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMNJ_hF0oTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/srzgPckq_ms/s1600-h/u+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243115746752766258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMNJ_hF0oTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/srzgPckq_ms/s320/u+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you sometimes foolishly and that those times i do not understand that i could not,would not,and should not be so absorbing a thought for you,as you are for me".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6723741463422136742?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6723741463422136742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6723741463422136742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6723741463422136742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='What&apos;s more!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SMNJ_hF0oTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/srzgPckq_ms/s72-c/u+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3216570741637883153</id><published>2008-09-03T00:30:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:10:05.090+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>happy b'day ganesha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SL1Q1bT5eAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/875v4a1Tr18/s1600-h/Ganesha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241434420123629570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SL1Q1bT5eAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/875v4a1Tr18/s320/Ganesha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"வாக்குண்டாம் நல்ல மனமுண்டாம் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;மாமலராள் நோக்குண்டாம் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;மேனி நுடங்காது பூ கொண்டு &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;துப்பார் திருமேனி தும்பிக்கையான் பாதம் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;தப்பாமல் சார்வார் தமக்கு !!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the earliest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slokaas&lt;/span&gt; i learnt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was a baby,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amma&lt;/span&gt; used to sing &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pillayaarappa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;periyappa&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kuttimma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;va&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;konjam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kaappaathu&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/em&gt; in her own made-up tune to make me sleep.those few months when she grew me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was grown up by my grandparents and uncles in my formative years.my grandma's house has this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kutti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pillayar&lt;/span&gt;" affixed in the compound wall that we usually find outside homes facing a dead end street.i grew up watching my grandpa doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pooja&lt;/span&gt; everyday to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pillayar&lt;/span&gt; that i started calling it &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pillayaaruku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;panradhu&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; meaning doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pooja&lt;/span&gt; to HIM. so everyday, as a little kid,i used to rush outside with fresh flowers grown at home in my hands along with grandpa - &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pillayaaruku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;panradhuku&lt;/span&gt;" !!&lt;/em&gt; and that's where my affinity towards GOD started!my daily prayers,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;slokas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bhajans&lt;/span&gt;,and even the &lt;em&gt;"poi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sonnaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ummaachi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kannai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kuththum&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; started with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;pillayar&lt;/span&gt; only! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little business deals were a common affair.for all that he does for me,a bribery of a coconut or lighting a camphor was all that he expects from me.or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;,i have asked him to expect from me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;vinaayaka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;chathurthi&lt;/span&gt; is a major treat,for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;pillayaar&lt;/span&gt; will be an epitome of grandeur! thanks to grandpa's decorative skills,the pleasure he takes in bathing the deity to dressing him up majestically. those days when i used to go from one place to another to get the best "umbrella" and a cute clay-idol (with the beads fixed neatly as eyes) are still etched in my memory canvas.of course,till recently,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;kozhukattai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was only home-made and not sold at sweet shops.i gobble half of what is made at home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with prayers,thanks-givings,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;pooja&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;kozhukattai&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;and silent deals with HIM(?!!) it's a special day for HIM,or should i say, for me? ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நாம் ஒன்று தொடங்க&lt;br /&gt;நலமாக நடத்திடுவான்&lt;br /&gt;நாள் எல்லாம் நமக்கு&lt;br /&gt;நாயகன் துணை வருவான் !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ganesha&lt;/span&gt;! thanks for all that you've given me,still giving me,and hopefully more in store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3216570741637883153?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3216570741637883153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-bday-ganesha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8472520418919345005</id><published>2008-08-31T20:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:43:58.715+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>yuck muck sick choc!!</title><content type='html'>today i had been out with my friend.with no good eatery nearby,we got inside a bakery just for a time-pass eating,just a little hungry.we saw a 10 yr old boy taking the orders with no elderly person around.stop! my post isn't about child labour though i felt bad for that kid.it's about something much more that i couldn't tolerate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trivia:- i love chocolate in any form- be it hersheys,kisses,dairy milk,cakes,milkshakes,brownies,ice-cream(less preferred),choco-nuts,funshakes,creams,desserts,chocolate-flavoured milk,choco-biscuits.....anything that's good chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trivia might have hinted you on what i ordered at the bakery-yes,a simple chocolate cake.my friend,quite diet-conscious[;)] ordered a mango drink-SLICE( oh my my! why didn't i?!!) i explained how chocolate was the perfect thing for the day.neatly cut into 4 pieces that boy gave it to me in a paper-plate.i rested myself on the cushions and... and...unfortunately had the first bite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were my taste-buds?sweet was to be detected at the tip of the tongue,if i remember my primary-school biology right.ok..let me wait..no..absolutely tasteless!! oh this is just a whole lump of maida man!! filled with that brown coating of..yuck!cocoa i guess..bad cocoa..i will never ever say that it tasted bad,for there was absolutely no taste in it! it's not at all worth the Rs.10 i paid! i opted for the cherry on top..lo! that was sick! mucky creamy layer on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could see my friend happily finishing the last drop of SLICE. i still had that lump to finish.i had so much hopes that at least every next bite would be better.. i fled the place gulping lots of water to get rid of the cocoa(pls don't call it chocolate) from my mouth! my friend couldn't suppress her snicker seeing my pathetic state... poor me:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back home,i still don't feel any taste in my tongue,with that tinge of that yucky flavour still around my mouth.brushed twice,mouth washed once and feeling slightly better now.hope the dinner isn't affected !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons learnt:&lt;br /&gt;1. don't try chocolate-flavoured anything at new places.&lt;br /&gt;2.don't wait for the last crump to taste good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-1757224180952240463</id><published>2008-08-27T09:47:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:50:38.988+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>sympo'08 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLTgj8HVuKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YfmY2-HJeJ8/s1600-h/orbitce2k8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239059174575683746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLTgj8HVuKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YfmY2-HJeJ8/s320/orbitce2k8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,well it was again the time of the year when we slog for the symposium.we,as in the whole dept(supposedly).2nd yrs were given chart-making, certificate-writing works,3rd yrs have to take care of charts and event co-ordination,and the final years take care of organising all the events.i didn't have much to do last sympo,in 2nd yr,except wrapping up a Saree,posing for photos...err...i volunteered,yes i bunked classes for that harry potter charts...(DECORATION COMMITTEE)was at the registration desk..but still,it was just this year that i felt that i worked more! other than those charts i made coming to college on Saturday(which is a task by itself!) i co-ordinated paper presentation u see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was real fun to watch the presentation at the inauguration of ORBITCE'08(exclusively ECE) here's the link to those who missed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnuP-e1I8UE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnuP-e1I8UE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(saw me ? ;-))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since it was the A.C. seminar hall,i did not create much hype about being there for the event almost half the day.walking was a bit of trouble thanks to my saree.my walking-wearing a saree-and-trying-to-look-comfortable-posing-an-elegant-look deserves a whole new post!!back to the point,we found that we can't delay the event just because few participants didn't make it on time and since the others became restless,we started. Chou(soumya) welcomed the judge and returned to her seat.she,sham and sofi were present till...may be the 3rd paper? oh yes they found it too bugging i guess,and so left early! few minutes later i noticed all the so-called-volunteers neatly left the place and i was the only girl in the hall(save few participants who were girls). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my senior asked me to go near the participants and register their names,mobile no.s,topics,and details again.(&lt;em&gt; hey,but what else did you do all these days?)&lt;/em&gt;and there were a group of guys,who caught the immediate attention of my senior and he said &lt;em&gt;"sindhuja go and verify" &lt;/em&gt;i promptly went and noted down.hey they were more interested in giving their mobile numbers(and 2 asked mine??!) very eager to know about my college,made me stand there for ten minutes while they were sitting conveniently but topics?err...no...seems they were just the "cheer-guys" as they say,who came to cheer their college guy who is presenting a paper..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever!!! i told this to one of my seniors he said &lt;em&gt;" frying groundnuts(as they call it."kadalai") wasn't part of the agenda, right? "&lt;/em&gt; thanks.i grinned.this is exactly what i expected from you!(grrr...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst things followed.i had given my camera to thilak,asking him to take a still when i took the stage.hoping that he opens the lens cover before clicking i went up,only to notice those "cheer-guys"(err....sounds sick) took their mobile cameras and focused me. please don't think I'm going crazy by imagining stuffs.(someone wanting to take a pic pf me?? !)i was sure about it because that "friend of theirs" was still busy with the slides and no other soul was in the focusing distance.i quickly announced and made my way down before they could click.thilak complained that even before he could take the camera in his hands i got down,fine..he still took a snap,thanks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i heard them leaving the hall saying &lt;em&gt;"miss pannitiye da machan".&lt;/em&gt;i really wanted to instill an iota of sense in the peanut-brains of those guys that they just missed the trio of my class leaving the hall,that there were really really good-(or gorgeous)looking girls in my college,that i was nowhere in the vicinity near them and they shouldn't restrict themselves to a &lt;em&gt;"chappa figure"&lt;/em&gt; like me!! oh boy!! go get a life!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with hunger pans striking, i announced with a smile asking people to collect their lunch-tokens.(&lt;em&gt;"haiyo enaku kanna pinnaanu pasikardhe!") &lt;/em&gt;after 3 solid hours,the event got over successfully after gruelling questioning sessions,evaluations and results.my senior thanked me for my patience( call it tolerance!)lunch,micro-pro,math quiz,project display....meeting long-time-no-see-my friends from other colleges,i completely enjoyed!it was A DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the bus and more photo sessions,ORBITCE'08 was too good to miss,if only you had been there at the right place,at the right time,with right people around you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1757224180952240463?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1757224180952240463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/sympo08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1757224180952240463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/1757224180952240463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/sympo08.html' title='sympo&apos;08 !'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLTgj8HVuKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YfmY2-HJeJ8/s72-c/orbitce2k8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7266019342908849079</id><published>2008-08-26T10:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:33:06.933+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>BUBBLES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOOPI6W2vI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1OeSKzjJWL4/s1600-h/rose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238687182303451890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOOPI6W2vI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1OeSKzjJWL4/s320/rose1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOM_43LlHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XpCa6R1SXm4/s1600-h/rose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Far away form the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nearer to my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;floats through gently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bubble of life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;encircling my joys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;engulfing my sorrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evaporating my troubles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enduring my pains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;genuinely,gently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;floats through eternally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bubble of life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the colours that you see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inside my bubble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;show the dreams i weave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slow and subtle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;multicoloured myriad sphere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my bubble is here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;blow not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;break not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beautifully beaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bright and ripe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;floats through gently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bubble of life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7266019342908849079?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7266019342908849079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubbles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7266019342908849079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7266019342908849079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/bubbles.html' title='BUBBLES!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOOPI6W2vI/AAAAAAAAAGs/1OeSKzjJWL4/s72-c/rose1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3714098327451026581</id><published>2008-08-11T20:32:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:08:00.874+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOIi8xR4dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mt6FsZxhPBE/s1600-h/spl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238680925571768786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOIi8xR4dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mt6FsZxhPBE/s320/spl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SKBWoUkVqHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N48eVRhpM7o/s1600-h/rose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do some people influence our lives so much that they become indispensable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do we feel light at heart on talking to some people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how are some people able to bring "CRYING SMILES" and "LAUGHING TEARS" in us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do we get reminded of someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; on hearing few songs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do we feel that we never spoke what we intended to,even after talking more than hour,to few people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is our face all brightened up when our phone beeps with a message of that special person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do we get excited on meeting few people after a long time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it that a single person was occupying your mind while reading this post? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why are you smiling to yourself now?:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3714098327451026581?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3714098327451026581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/why.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3714098327451026581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3714098327451026581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SLOIi8xR4dI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mt6FsZxhPBE/s72-c/spl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6682916848067660490</id><published>2008-08-04T18:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:13:26.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>surprise! an alter ego?</title><content type='html'>it's not always that you find someone who is almost your replica.that's what this post is about.as a friend of my friend's blogger-friend(??!?),i came across her-her blog.i was surprised to see in her blog,the photos of jawaharlal nehru academy of research where my uncle had been,some time ago.as i proceeded with her posts,more surprises stunned me! she almost matched me in many things-character,tastes,likes(save quiz),dislikes,passions,attitude,way of thinking,handling situations,gosh academics too! she is UTTARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll be completely opposite in looks(from what she has told) but the most wonderful part is i could relate myself to every damn thing she has mentioned,just the place and time varied!i opened my big eyes wider and read through!believe me, i've started visiting her blog regularly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'm not one of those billoins of blue blistering banacles!(?) ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes a nice post for being the 25th post isn't it?:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6682916848067660490?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6682916848067660490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprise-alter-ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6682916848067660490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6682916848067660490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/surprise-alter-ego.html' title='surprise! an alter ego?'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3624645775740896133</id><published>2008-08-03T18:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:22.415+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>HAPPY FRIENDSHIP'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SJb_AZlykhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NvZr3J1j7CI/s1600-h/frnds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230648399571882514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SJb_AZlykhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/NvZr3J1j7CI/s320/frnds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we all enjoy being with friends.yes,friends are the best things that can ever happen to us.the only relationship that is not got by chance,but by choice.it's so unique,so precious,so beautiful,so lovely,that we forget it's importance sometimes.we totally forget how blissful we are all to be surrounded by so many friends who make our lives lively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to all friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who make me smile,laugh,love and live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who make me shout,cry,whine and fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who teach me how wonderful life is,how exciting i can make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who have always been with me,and still continue to support me,bear all my non-sense,guide me and more importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE ME UNCONDITIONALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was all smiles with all your wishes! you people make my day,everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrating friendship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3624645775740896133?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3624645775740896133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he talks on modulation,&lt;br /&gt;then follows demodulation,&lt;br /&gt;he goes on about phase,&lt;br /&gt;never does he see my sleepy face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeds with the slides on,&lt;br /&gt;as he switches the lights off,&lt;br /&gt;sitting in the middle,among a three,&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep very well,free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wants us to sit upright,&lt;br /&gt;i droop down on the table straight,&lt;br /&gt;often he asks,if we got his point,&lt;br /&gt;my head aches,so does every joint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the yawns and sleep,&lt;br /&gt;with a dreamy mind,slowly i find,&lt;br /&gt;the purpose of life though little weary,&lt;br /&gt;is surely not communication theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S 1.scribbled during the time when all the computers conked in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DSP&lt;/span&gt; lab and as usual i was jobless!&lt;br /&gt;P.S2.:-rhyming is thrust forcefully,&lt;br /&gt;i (don't)call it poetry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-828625213325750265?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/828625213325750265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/vetti-verses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/828625213325750265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/828625213325750265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/vetti-verses.html' title='vetti verses!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7262188660782523066</id><published>2008-07-13T13:21:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:23:24.475+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>சங்கமம்</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SHtLrSYw89I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0fIZQakumJM/s1600-h/foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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தருணங்களில்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;பேசிக்கொண்ட மௌனங்களின் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;பெயரைச் சொல்லி &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;எனக்குள் நானே &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;புன்னகை செய்வேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;பூத்துக்குலுங்கும் புதுமலர்&lt;/span&gt; போலே &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;புதிதாய்த் தினமும் பிறப்பேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;வாழத்துடிக்கும் மனதினுள் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;வாழ்த்தை நானும் விதைப்பேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;உன்னுடன் கழித்த நேரங்களை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;உன்னுடன் களித்த பொழுதுகளை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;மெலிதாய் எண்ணி &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;மெதுவாய்ப் பருகி&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;என்னை நானே உயிர்ப்பிப்பேன் ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நாவின் நுனியில் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நின்று அடம்பிடிக்கும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;சொல்ல நினைத்த எண்ணங்களை, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;சொல்ல முடியா ஏக்கங்களை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;எனக்குள் நானே விழுங்குவேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;சிதறிப் போனச் சுவடுகளை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;அள்ளி எடுத்துக் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கட்டி அணைத்துக் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கொஞ்சி முத்தமிட்டுக்&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;கொஞ்சமாய் நானும் மகிழ்வேன் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;இப்படித்தான் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ஒவ்வொரு நாளும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;சங்கமம் ஆவோம் !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நீ விட்டுப் போன நானும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;நான் விட்டுக்கொடுக்காத நீயும் !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7262188660782523066?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7262188660782523066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7262188660782523066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7262188660782523066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='சங்கமம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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COLL!! simple.especially when people ask u,"anna university la en serala?" i feel like replying,"oh ya i was offered and i refused!"&lt;br /&gt;2.I'll have just 20 marks for internals,but they seem to be a huge stuff for the amount i have to slog every mon and fri,to catch up with those 7,7.5...(non-ssn'ites,details later!)&lt;br /&gt;3.I've to bother about what the examiner wants from my paper(about which i still have no clue)compared to govt. coll students who know what their prof wants.come on,they have internals externals,everything by their own prof!&lt;br /&gt;4.there are no grades.it's absolute percentage.i slog and end up with 80%,feel elated,jump with joy,only to be asked by govt.college students,"oh so you are an 8-pointer?"mind you people these are the marks which i worked for and personally earned,unlike those in the govt.college who enjoy an 8 or 9 because it's relative!&lt;br /&gt;5.lastly,the fees.it's nearly 3 to 4 times that in a govt.college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things i like my computer for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i can save every damn thing in it.it knows i can never keep my documents safe in my study,and keeps them in "my documents"&lt;br /&gt;2.music!just play it on the comp and do anything anywhere in the house,easiest entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;3.it does not complain that I've not cleaned it for the past....err....8 months?(!?)&lt;br /&gt;4.inetrnet!chat,browse,search..for anything from CAT papers to tickets at satyam!&lt;br /&gt;5.simply,because it's BLACK in colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 reasons why i like to come to INSTINCTS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.inauguration! those 15 minutes of presentation that makes me proud to be an SSN'ite!&lt;br /&gt;2.no classes!!&lt;br /&gt;3.celebrities!come on,meeting Maddy,singer harini,sriram parasuram...it's not a daily affair right?:)&lt;br /&gt;4.FUN! with lots of people at coll,friends,frolic.&lt;br /&gt;5.come home real late,may be around 11 pm!&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:-INSTINCTS is my college cultural:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 good great(?!)things i have done in life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I've been a regular donor at the UDAVUM KARANGAL run by Mr.vidyakar.i love to save up little by little and finally give it for charity!&lt;br /&gt;2.I've learnt the art of laughing at my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;3.I secured AIR 7 in my tenth standard cbse exams.(the last time i ever achieved in acads!may not be a big deal,but still i cherish my medals !clap clap!)&lt;br /&gt;4.I've been an active member of few awareness camps which ended pretty successful.&lt;br /&gt;5.I've successfully(?)completes 2 yrs of engineering.this deserves a huge applause(hint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:-this particular question made me ponder a while.thanks prasaanth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 reasons why i want a re-birth in the same place:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i love my family and friends here.&lt;br /&gt;2.the little patriot in me jumps on hearing INDIA!&lt;br /&gt;3.I'm used to being comfortable,the way i am now(oh ! silly!)&lt;br /&gt;4.not any other family or place can tolerate me,or bear me!&lt;br /&gt;5.i won't remember this place in the next birth. so let it be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!&lt;br /&gt;i tag:&lt;br /&gt;swathipriya&lt;br /&gt;of course,prasaanth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6473201667208214401?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6473201667208214401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6473201667208214401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6473201667208214401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='TAGGED!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7225140530756861638</id><published>2008-06-19T12:09:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:22.902+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>walk with me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213511897250627154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFodcrvlflI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Sn6ToKj4oF0/s320/road1.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me the road to happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that gives me joy and pleasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;show me the road to life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that gives me pain,love and forgiveness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;show on me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your anger,your helplessness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your irritation,your impatience,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may not be a cure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but surely a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share with me&lt;br /&gt;your feelings,your joys,&lt;br /&gt;your problems,your sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;i may not give a solution,&lt;br /&gt;but surely a ear and a shoulder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFofI_UDKyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AkoUkLCgDlE/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213513757929712418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFofI_UDKyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AkoUkLCgDlE/s320/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every action&lt;br /&gt;begins with a single thought!&lt;br /&gt;every journey&lt;br /&gt;begins with a single step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i say,&lt;br /&gt;on the lonely shores&lt;br /&gt;on the steamy sands&lt;br /&gt;on the familiar paths&lt;br /&gt;on those delightful days&lt;br /&gt;on those misty nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7225140530756861638?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7225140530756861638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/show-me-road-to-happiness-that-gives-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7225140530756861638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7225140530756861638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/show-me-road-to-happiness-that-gives-me.html' title='walk with me!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFodcrvlflI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Sn6ToKj4oF0/s72-c/road1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5938359797869519767</id><published>2008-06-17T08:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:23:24.476+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>எதிர்ப்பார்ப்பு!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFe7t91CPMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fFjxBvvNvr4/s1600-h/thinking.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212841492070153410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFe7t91CPMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fFjxBvvNvr4/s320/thinking.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;உன்னிடமிருந்து&lt;br /&gt;எதிர்பாரா தருணத்தில்&lt;br /&gt;எனக்கே எனக்காக-இவை&lt;br /&gt;எல்லாம் கிடைத்ததால் தானோ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;உன்&lt;br /&gt;அன்பை&lt;br /&gt;அரவணைப்பை&lt;br /&gt;நட்பை&lt;br /&gt;நெருக்கத்தை&lt;br /&gt;குறும்பை&lt;br /&gt;குறுஞ்செய்தியை&lt;br /&gt;அழைப்பை&lt;br /&gt;நம்பிக்கையை&lt;br /&gt;வாழ்த்தை&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எதிர்பார்த்துத் தோற்றேன்!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5938359797869519767?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5938359797869519767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5938359797869519767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5938359797869519767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='எதிர்ப்பார்ப்பு!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SFe7t91CPMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fFjxBvvNvr4/s72-c/thinking.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-57351919709891877</id><published>2008-06-12T21:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:02:50.335+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><title type='text'>The tissue tale</title><content type='html'>"Do we get tissues here?" i went to that supermarket recently.this is what i asked the lady at the counter.she directed me to another lady who took me inside.&lt;br /&gt;she-"Yes ma'am"&lt;br /&gt;me-''i need tissues"&lt;br /&gt;she-"which size?"&lt;br /&gt;me-"normal medium size"&lt;br /&gt;she-"what kind of tissues?''&lt;br /&gt;me-"wet tissues''&lt;br /&gt;she-"is it for &lt;em&gt;your baby?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me-"????" whaaaattttt??"&lt;br /&gt;(.....hey did i hear her properly?or am i looking too old?my freinds tell me i have this PYT{petite young thing}look,could they be wrong?am i wearing that ॐ tops or that &lt;em&gt;khadi&lt;/em&gt; kurta that shows me little fat?NO!! ..)&lt;br /&gt;she-"no no,i was asking whether u need tissues for any baby at home"&lt;br /&gt;me-(grr......)"i said i need wet tissues for me!!"&lt;br /&gt;she-"oh ok!here they are"&lt;br /&gt;...and she took me to that shelf of tissues.&lt;br /&gt;she-"which fragrance do u want ma'am?''&lt;br /&gt;me-"it's ok I'll take care"&lt;br /&gt;she-"no,we have rose,mint,aloe vera....and.."&lt;br /&gt;me-"that's nice..i'll see to it"( oh my lady you thought i had a baby!!!grr.....how mean!)&lt;br /&gt;yes! sindhuja has patience(or tolerance?)courtesy,proper public behaviour(i didn't yell at her for asking about baby,did i?),self control of anger!&lt;br /&gt;i paid,returned home,made my mom laugh with the story.&lt;br /&gt;thus ends the tissue tale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-57351919709891877?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/57351919709891877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/tissue-tale.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/57351919709891877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/57351919709891877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/tissue-tale.html' title='The tissue tale'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6064731407578138029</id><published>2008-06-08T10:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:23:24.477+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்</title><content type='html'>அழகாய் அன்பாய் அளவாய் அமைந்த&lt;br /&gt;வளமும் வாய்ப்பும் வாழ்வில் நிறைந்த&lt;br /&gt;பண்பும் நட்பும் தொழிலும் &lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;வளர்ந்த&lt;br /&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம் !&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இனிமை சூழ இன்பங்கள் வளர&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணீர் குறைந்து தண்ணீர் நிறைய&lt;br /&gt;நிலம் நீர் காற்றும் நிம்மதியாய் உறங்க&lt;br /&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கலைகள் பலவும் கனிவாய் வளரும்&lt;br /&gt;கல்வித் தரமும் உயர்வாய்ச் சிறக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;எண்ணங்கள் யாவும் தூய்மையாய் இருக்கும்&lt;br /&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;போர்கள் இல்லா அமைதி நிலைக்க&lt;br /&gt;பாரில் பலப்பல சாதனைப் படைக்க&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;நிலவுக்கும் மலருக்கும் நேரம் ஒதுக்க &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;விண்ணுக்கும் மண்ணுக்கும் பாலம் செய்வோம் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;வீரத்தின் விளிம்பு வரை செல்வோம் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;இனியொரு உதயம் பிறக்க வைப்போம் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம் !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உளி எடுப்போம்! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஒளி வீச &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;துளித்துளியாய், மணி மணியாய்,&lt;br /&gt;சிறிது சிறிதாய், அழகழகாய்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6064731407578138029?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6064731407578138029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6064731407578138029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6064731407578138029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_25.html' title='புதியதோர் உலகம் செய்வோம்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-3364354748870657347</id><published>2008-06-02T10:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:30:07.561+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>Mirror,Screen or Wall</title><content type='html'>In the beginning,there was this huge wall between us.a distance purposefully maintained because of new acquaintance.it was you,who started breaking the wall,i played a small role.it all started with a hole,then brick by brick the wall was removed.the distance lessened.then there was just a screen between.translucent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we knew each other little more,much more.yes,the distance still maintained in its own way.slowly,steadily the screen got removed.then there was just a miorror.a double-sided mirror.i looked at it,i saw you.you looked at it,you saw me.there were many factors that gained strength in replacing the screen,but we were strong.there was no place for a screen.we had a lovely mirror! that's it!that was the lovely period of life.the mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirrors are brittle aren't they?now there isn't much of outside influence,but the inner self is creating a screen,that's almost ready.yes,translucent,but surely it isn't a mirror now.an unwanted,unexpected screen which has risen due to expectations.paradox?no.it's the reality.it's not my imagination,it's my fear.the feeling of insecurity creeps in.the fear of the screen getting strengthened,that a wall may start as well.the fear of a distance,now not so purposefully, will be maintained.the fear of being afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not doubting you.there's no loss of hope as such.i trust you wholly.i'm afraid,i don't trust myself!it may be an exaggeration in your opinion.but it's more than anything to me.it may not be easy to bring back our lovely mirror,but don't you think it's possible?little by little,the screen has to be removed and the mirror will automatically take its honourable place.&lt;br /&gt;help me prevent the wall from rising.help me to remove the screen.help me replace a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-3364354748870657347?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3364354748870657347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/mirrorscreen-or-wall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3364354748870657347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/3364354748870657347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/06/mirrorscreen-or-wall.html' title='Mirror,Screen or Wall'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6562656009454537634</id><published>2008-05-29T14:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:23.293+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>it was just that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SD5-4Zc-hOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CtdlU6TwZWU/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205737726657070306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SD5-4Zc-hOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CtdlU6TwZWU/s320/hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was just a short span of time...1.5 hrs?that sounds short when u r with someone whom u like.it's not always that we get to spend time like this,do we?u start something,i reply.i start a topic,u reply.i ask u to talk,u ask me to.finally? it's time up!! i warned u often that we've very less time left.yes,we smiled.we talked.we walked.we laughed.but,was that enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;time just flies.what did i expect u to talk?what did i want to tell u?i remember nothing.do u think u told me all that u wanted to?i don't know.but sometimes silence speaks lots.just like the other days i've been with you,i found that today too.the silence that wasn't planned.i tried to break it.....with my own silence?sounds silly?not for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all that i ask is--why should it end so short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6562656009454537634?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6562656009454537634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-just-short-span-of-time_29.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6562656009454537634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6562656009454537634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-just-short-span-of-time_29.html' title='it was just that!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SD5-4Zc-hOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CtdlU6TwZWU/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4587916780838697405</id><published>2008-05-19T09:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:23:57.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>முதலாவதாய்!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SDD6M09h3AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kU6xHo2j1Uc/s1600-h/Blue+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201932667895012354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SDD6M09h3AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kU6xHo2j1Uc/s320/Blue+hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கோ &lt;/span&gt;ஒரு மனதில்&lt;br /&gt;ஏதோ ஒரு ஞாபகத்தில்&lt;br /&gt;என் நினைவு தோன்றும்&lt;br /&gt;முதலாவதாய்....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கோ ஒரு தோழி வீட்டில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஏதோ ஒரு மூலையில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;நான் கொடுத்த பரிசு நிற்கும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;முதலாவதாய்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கோ ஒரு வானில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஏதோ ஒரு துளியை &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;மேகம் என் மேல் சிந்தும்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;முதலாவதாய்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கோ ஒரு கரையில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஏதோ ஒரு மண்ணில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;என் பாதச்சுவடை &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;அலை தொட்டுச் செல்லும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;முதலாவதாய்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கோ ஒரு நாட்குறிப்பில் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஏதோ ஒரு கையும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;என் பெயரை எழுதும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;முதலாவதாய்....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4587916780838697405?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4587916780838697405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4587916780838697405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4587916780838697405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_18.html' title='முதலாவதாய்!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SDD6M09h3AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kU6xHo2j1Uc/s72-c/Blue+hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-4227097354501856927</id><published>2008-05-14T15:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:23.783+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><title type='text'>Up on the terrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCq7JU9h2_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/EPF__F6UnAg/s1600-h/terrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200174488672656370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCq7JU9h2_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/EPF__F6UnAg/s320/terrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if there is one place which never tires me,it's my terrace.funny? no!terrace is the best place a house can have.mine is a double terrace-neat,big,bright and calm.come,I'll take you there now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the dawn-6a.m.walk up-hey no shoes allowed!barefooted as i enter the terrace,tip-toeing,the cool breeze blows upon my face.there i see those lovely souls.guess who?the pigeons!yes!10?20?50? no!! 100!the whole terrace becomes theirs.as i slowly walk up,they fly with the loudest sound possible.have you heard the loud wind blowing before a rain?something similar.wishing good morning to the sun,i move forward,watching those birds pecking at the grains thrown by myneighbour.and lo!there they fly again!this is the best way to start the day i tell you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go up on a rainy day.either when it's cloudy,or after the shower,when the ground has quenched its thirst,offering you the coolest atmosphere.(hey remember!no shoes!)that's the way to heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u happy?sad?confused?whatever be it,terrace is the best place to share your feeling.do you need to think?introspect?calm down your mind?go to the terrace at night.filled with the white light of the moon,nature will be at its best!to those who think this is an utter waste of time,I'm sorry-you're missing something in life.i would say time not spent with moon,stars,wind,pigeons,and of course-THE TERRACE,is the time you've wasted all the while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,when was the last time you went to your terrace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-4227097354501856927?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4227097354501856927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-there-is-one-place-which-never-tires.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4227097354501856927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/4227097354501856927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-there-is-one-place-which-never-tires.html' title='Up on the terrace'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCq7JU9h2_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/EPF__F6UnAg/s72-c/terrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5418240440778582963</id><published>2008-05-13T16:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:23:57.555+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>தேடல்</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCl9Ik9h25I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X44487njj24/s1600-h/smile!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199824831090121618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCl9Ik9h25I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X44487njj24/s320/smile!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;மண்ணுக்குள்ளே தேடு &lt;span class=""&gt;மணிவைரம் &lt;/span&gt;கிடைக்கும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;மனதினுள்ளே தேடு உன் திறமை கிட்டும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;கண்ணுக்குள்ளே தேடு &lt;span class=""&gt;கண்மணி &lt;/span&gt;தெரியும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;கனவினுள்ளே தேடு &lt;span class=""&gt;உன் &lt;/span&gt;இலக்குப் புரியும் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ஊருக்குள்ளே தேடு உத்தமர் பலர் உளர் &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;உன்னுள்ளே தேடு உண்மைகள் பல உள&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன் கனவுகளும் இலட்சியங்களும் தகர்க்கப்படும் போது &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;சிதைவுகளுக்கிடையே தேடு &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;இடிபாடுகளுக்குள்ளே &lt;span class=""&gt;புதைந்திருக்கும்-&lt;/span&gt;ஒரு &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;பொன்னான வாய்ப்பு உன் கண்ணில் படும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;தேடு...&lt;/span&gt;தேடு...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;தேடிக்கொண்டே இரு &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எல்லா இரவும் விடியும்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன்னால் எதுவும் முடியும் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5418240440778582963?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5418240440778582963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5418240440778582963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5418240440778582963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='தேடல்'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/SCl9Ik9h25I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X44487njj24/s72-c/smile!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-6004819336263189310</id><published>2008-03-06T18:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:56:13.328+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>into little thoughtfulness..</title><content type='html'>there are times when few words from some people can bring many changes in you,especially when you are close to them.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; realised i now.it's been a long time since i spent time to think.think without haste-about many things,the people around me,their character,how influential words are,how different people interpret my actions,last but not least-about "ME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was unusual i didn't get sleep for quite a long time due to my haunting thoughts.am i misunderstanding others or are they? am i wrong or are they?in an unbiased mood,i realised few things.yes!it's time to change,not for others' sake but for my own good.as my friend says-"don't expect anything in life.expectations hurt.when u don't expect anything,every moment is a surprise and every surprise brings happiness"how true! who am i to expect things from others-mainly close ones?is everyone jobless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to fulfill my expectations?is it a give and take policy?i don't know.sometimes it hurts,it pains.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; able to understand their point of view clearly.still it hurts..it pains...to think i have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;!don't know how far people may perceive the changes in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy being just me-but that's not enough.i just can't trespass others' space.it takes time.and time heals everything.if the subtle changes i am undergoing are going to make me calmer,think better and lessen my sleepless nights-i don't mind them!is this a result of a profound thought?yes,may be.have i become matured?i don't know.this whole thing may sound absurd to you.hurt,calm,depressed,happy,upset,emotional,composed,disturbed,silent,confused,clear-all at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;am in a cluster of thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-6004819336263189310?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6004819336263189310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/into-little-thoughtfulness.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6004819336263189310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/6004819336263189310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/into-little-thoughtfulness.html' title='into little thoughtfulness..'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8669162670093763186</id><published>2008-03-03T21:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:38:31.904+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>SUJATHA- a homage</title><content type='html'>rengarajan,better known as writer "sujatha"passed away recently.an electronics engineer(he developed the EVM!) turned into a writer of diverse issues,is one of my favourite.the best of his works i like are GANESH-VASANTH stories,his SRIRANGATHU DHEVADHAIGAL,dialogues for many movies especially KANNATHIL MUTHAMITTAL and his weekly blog KATRADHUM PETRADHUM in ANANDHA VIKATAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;he could practically write about anything under the sky-be it a sci-fic or a movie review,short stories,poetry,thriller fictions,question-answer sections,thiruppaavai,world politics,environmental concerns,anything and everything!his portrayal of even the smallest character is deep.his sarcasms are too intellectual!the way he handles each story is simply superb!personally,i like his "vasanth" character in his series.no one can describe such a jovial,naughty,cute,intelligent,sweet,flirt-no.1-character better!sujatha put forth the funny theory,"all iyengars are related"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he died out of some prolonged illness.a prolific writer is not in our midst now.let's pray for his soul to rest in peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5944702806356814145</id><published>2007-12-20T11:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:16:32.628+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>The divine mother</title><content type='html'>u wouldn't have made even the wildest guess that i am gonna write about "HER"-the divine lady.even now,no prizes for guessing who she is.this piece is about YASHODHA- whom i call the divine mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YASHODHA!!-does &lt;em&gt;AAYARPAADI,GOKULAM,NANDAKOPAN,GOPIKAS,VENNAI &lt;/em&gt;come to your mind on hearing her name?then u r right--it's SHE- the lucky lady who had the blessing of bringing up LORD KRISHNA.she didn't give birth to HIM~yet she made the most beautiful part of Krishna's life-his childhood.i am one among those who fascinate "&lt;em&gt;KUTTI"&lt;/em&gt; Krishna and his pranks- "&lt;em&gt;LEELAIS".&lt;/em&gt;she is a lovely soul-more so,a blessed soul.highly gifted!who else will ever get a chance to be so close to the divine lord?how marvellous her motherhood would have been?she felt her child was special to her--not knowing that she was so special to HIM that he made her his mom:) who else can beat him,scold him,tie him up with the "&lt;em&gt;ural"&lt;/em&gt; when he stole butter from other homes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணனை- உரலில் கட்டி,வாய்ப் பொத்தி கெஞ்ச வைத்தாள்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can any one dream of even doing that to krishna?she took pleasure in watching him growing up-the mother of a naughty kid.there was no limit to his naughtiness!!a perfect தீராத விளையாட்டுப் பிள்ளை....he was the child of not only yashodha--but the whole of gokulam:)she got mesmerised in his music-those melodies that came from his flute,played with those tender lips,soft and subtle!she was awestruck when he showed her the whole world inside his mouth.she took pride in being his mother when others praised him for his deeds.she showed her false anger when she received complaints.ah! as if Krishna never knew all that!!he knew--he wanted to play pranks and make her life enjoyable-she deserved that:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she could not control herself when demons came to attack her baby,after all,she loved him so much that she could never part with him and never be away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she fed him,bathed him,played with him,sang lullaby to make him sleep,and did everything to her little Krishna,not knowing that he rules the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was undoubtedly lucky to have the lord as her son! she was bestowed with a beautiful treasure-a lovely motherhood!!for even the angels and devas envied her,seeing her attachment to sweet little Krishna! i call her-the divine mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else can we ask her other than~~~என்ன தவம் செய்தனை ?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5944702806356814145?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5944702806356814145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/divine-mother.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5944702806356814145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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நின்றாய்!</title><content type='html'>கண்ட நாள் முதல்&lt;br /&gt;கண்களில் குடி்புகுந்தாய்&lt;br /&gt;கருவிழிகளில் கலந்திட்டாய்!&lt;br /&gt;என்னில் உன்னைப்பார்க்கவோ?&lt;br /&gt;உன்னில் என்னைப்பார்க்கவோ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;முதற்பார்வையில்-&lt;br /&gt;முன்னிரவுத்தூக்கம் பறித்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;புன்சிரிப்பினில்-&lt;br /&gt;பின்னிரவுத்தூக்கம் கெடுத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எனக்குள் நானே சிரிக்க வைத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;உன்னில் என்னைத்தொலைக்க வைத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;என்னை எனக்குள் தேட வைத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;உன்னை என்னுள் ஒளித்து வைத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணில் தேடல் தொடங்கியதும்&lt;br /&gt;கனவும் அதன் வழி சென்றிடுதே!&lt;br /&gt;கனவைக்கருவாய் நினைத்து வந்தேன்&lt;br /&gt;கருவிலும் கலந்து என் கனவானாய்!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தொட்டால் சிணுங்கும் குணம்-அதையும்&lt;br /&gt;உன் தீண்டல் சாம்பல் ஆக்கிடுதே!&lt;br /&gt;தீண்டாவிடினும் தீண்டியதாய்&lt;br /&gt;தறி கெட்ட நெஞ்சம் நினைத்திடுதே!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;உயிர் கூறும் வார்த்தைகள் கேட்கிறேன்&lt;br /&gt;உனையே உயிராய் நினைக்கிறேன்&lt;br /&gt;உயிர் வரை உள் நோக்கித் தேடுகிறேன்&lt;br /&gt;உனையன்றி எதுவும் தெரியவில்லை!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சிரிப்பால் சிந்தையால் சிறகு தந்தாய்-உன்&lt;br /&gt;சொல்லால் செயலால் சிறை பிடித்தாய்&lt;br /&gt;மீள வழியுண்டாம் மனச் சிறையினின்று&lt;br /&gt;மீளவும் மனம் தான் இடம் தருமோ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணும் கண்ணும் நோக்குகையில்&lt;br /&gt;வாய்ச்சொல்லில் என்ன பயன்?&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணும் கண்ணும் கலந்த பின்னே&lt;br /&gt;காத்திருந்து என்ன பலன்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கனவாய் நினைவாய்&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணாய் மணியாய்&lt;br /&gt;உடலாய் உயிராய்&lt;br /&gt;மனமாய் மொழியாய்&lt;br /&gt;இரவாய்ப் பகலாய்&lt;br /&gt;இமையாய் விழியாய்&lt;br /&gt;சரியாய்த் தவறாய்&lt;br /&gt;வழியாய் வாழ்வாய்&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---யாதுமாகி நின்றாய்!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-1648287046612436259?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heya&lt;/span&gt;! it's my birthday! (27t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nov&lt;/span&gt;)well i am not that kiddish to be fascinated by birthdays-to dream about it a month long! but still,the little gal inside me feels simply enthralled to receive all those midnight calls from friends...isn't it a lovely feeling to know people are awake to wish u?getting innumerable calls that make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; cell beep "....."waiting every other minute?doing the telephone operator job the whole day?yes!!! it's not party time with an impending circuits exam the next day,even then,this little girl deserves little pleasures like these on turning 19,doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone are the days when everything-starting from a birthday dress to getting assorted chocolates for friends to opening gift wrappers with due care(hey i hate them getting torn,thinking of the care with which they were packed) to cutting cakes to going out with the family for dinner-seemed what a birthday is for! now a simple hug,a warm kiss,the sweetest &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;payasam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;from mom seems to be heaven!ah! on the verge of teens,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sindhuja&lt;/span&gt; has become matured...(has she??:):) kudos!&lt;br /&gt;can anyone read minds better-- thanks is a small word to loving grandpa who gifted me an I-POD!&lt;br /&gt;thank u god!for 1 more year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SINDHUJA&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-2838937766645826510?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2838937766645826510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/many-happy-returns.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2838937766645826510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/2838937766645826510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/many-happy-returns.html' title='many happy returns!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/R01gEUB2VqI/AAAAAAAAACg/UAsf3iG3rbM/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7952687999143150526</id><published>2007-11-15T23:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:24:16.866+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>I have changed!</title><content type='html'>This is what i ve been telling people for a long time now.it's really nice to get to see and talk to your old pals,whom you lost touch with.but it pains to hear,"you are much the same,not changed"... who said so?did i? no!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree gracefully that ONCE UPON A TIME,LONG LONG AGO SO LONG AGO,i was this perfect nerdy gal(err....not exactly though) studying every minute i could and keeping the precious 1st rank with me.confident of the medals every time,super-confident about an "O" grade in every subject and over confident about a centum in maths(though i still wonder if I've ever got a centum:) but kindly understand that,as i mentioned,was LOOOOONNNNG ago!!! i am a different SINDHUJA altogether now---and mind u people better believe me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are trying to &lt;em&gt;compliment &lt;/em&gt;me with those quoted words,i've few questions for you!Have you ever seen or at least imagined a &lt;em&gt;sindhuja&lt;/em&gt;,who is late to class,comes without finishing the assignments,barely does group copying with friends,hurries madly to the teacher to get the record signed at the last minute,sits for more than an hour in the tests thinking if the questions were there in the syllabus,bunks college for a movie with friends,bunks classes and sits in the hostel and yaps in the name of completing worksheets,searches for the syllabus sheet at 9:45 p.m. on the eve of tests,dances like no one is seeing in the bon-fire,sleep all day through,(hey i didn't include the nights...they are extended nights now a days!!)escapes the staring glances of HITLER LADY(oh she..!! i'll tell about her later!) while doing observation work under the desk,messages continuously during the maths class just to avoid being seen sleeping,writing and passing conversation bits of papers from on seat to another during machines class??(to all those who have not done that---it's an awesome way to kill time during class!!) now do u still call me &lt;em&gt;NERDY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!!!!!!!! i bet ur answer is no! and mind you--if only u say yes,u are deeply spoiling the respect i have for our friendship!!there are times when people change--so have i,in the past few years........some changes are for good,some for bad,but i'm not in a mood to classify my changes.i've just accepted them as they came,so i VERY STRONGLY expect u too to accept and agree with me!to all new friends who know about the recent me--never ever trust the words of others,including my old pals.they are truly the people whom i have great regards for and will continue to have--if only they perceive the changes in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the kinda attitude i have towards life,i don't think i'll ever be back to square one,but just in case i do,i'll surely inform you--until then shut off the nerdy image that u have about me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillax sindhuja~~ geese take time to understand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7952687999143150526?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7952687999143150526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7952687999143150526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/7952687999143150526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-changed.html' title='I have changed!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-647340668569102672</id><published>2007-10-02T21:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:24.571+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/RwZmO6OO_DI/AAAAAAAAACY/OoCzGUbpyBo/s1600-h/tearss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117890432886307890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/RwZmO6OO_DI/AAAAAAAAACY/OoCzGUbpyBo/s320/tearss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tears have a story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each drop has a memory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each falls with a silent tale,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;behind those salty drops,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there lies a life..........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some tears are for friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for fears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for ones who are dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for joyful moments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for painful minutes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for lovely losses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some for loss of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but behind those salty drops,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there lies a life................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they take the shape of a sphere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to show me that they are here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i want to cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they show no wry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but behind those salty drops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there lies a life................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile and tear together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are rarely seen ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when they decide to come together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they make the gorgeous moment ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but behind those salty drops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there lies a life..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears....they teach u a lot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they bring out the REAL YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they tell you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how you were,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how you are,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how you should be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may not be nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to shed them in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;front of wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's the purest form &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of apologizing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of sacrificing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of thanking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of remembering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of forgiving......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;behind those salty drops,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there lies a life.............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is pretty hard with tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's hardly a life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without tears,for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;behind those salty drops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there lies a LIFE...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my honey pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do i tell thee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you are the reason why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;few drops are ready to fall and dry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you are the reason....why??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;life may be good without tears,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but never complete!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;life may be better without tears,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but never brighter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life may be happy without tears,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but there is never,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a cheer without a tear!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;you may not know it though,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just remember it now,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;behind those salty drops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THERE LIES A LIFE...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-647340668569102672?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/647340668569102672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/10/tears.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/647340668569102672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/647340668569102672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/10/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/RwZmO6OO_DI/AAAAAAAAACY/OoCzGUbpyBo/s72-c/tearss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-8137723379544859564</id><published>2007-09-29T13:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:24.732+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>zodiac says.....</title><content type='html'>sometimes it's nice to read something that tells about u.....eg:-zodiac signs &lt;div&gt;this is 1 such thing i got......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115526136968691522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv3_6xk-v0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-8tGkBLlhg4/s320/sagi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SAGITTARIUS: -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Promiscuous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OneSpontaneous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High appeal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rare to find. Great when found.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves being in long relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So much love to give.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not one to mess with. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very pretty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Very romantic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice to everyone They meet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their Love is one of a kind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have own unique appeal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not the kind of person you wanna mess with- you might end up crying!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow.....nice na? after all,it's all about me--sindhuja....(ahem ahem....all sagittarians may not be the same:) u see as i always tell, I DON'T LIKE PRAISES!! still.....as the mail was sent by my friend,i gracefully agree to it!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-8137723379544859564?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8137723379544859564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/zodiac-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8137723379544859564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/8137723379544859564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/zodiac-says.html' title='zodiac says.....'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv3_6xk-v0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/-8tGkBLlhg4/s72-c/sagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-262924183055005395</id><published>2007-09-25T21:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:25.356+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light delights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>MY VIOLIN CLASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv0cDRk-vxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jlkrjk40DWo/s1600-h/violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115275594346446610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv0cDRk-vxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jlkrjk40DWo/s320/violin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can assure u now itself that this piece WILL NOT BE much of an interesting read,unless&lt;br /&gt;1.u belong to my violin class or,&lt;br /&gt;2.u have all the time in the world or,&lt;br /&gt;3.u take pity on this poor little gal for typing such a BIIIIIIIIIG blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.:-if not,there's always this 'x'(close button) at the top of ur screen,ur mouse can reach anytime:-)&lt;br /&gt;now its time i guess to proudly talk about my violin class!what do i have 2 say about it? read on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not already,at least now u get to know that I'm learning this beautiful,stylish instrument on earth~~&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VIOLIN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's the loveliest of all that I've heard or seen-fine that's my point of view....i simply love every damn thing about it--starting from the name,the spelling,the style,the music--man created it in the best of his moods.i chose it outta some reason,god-knows-why but developed an ardent interest!lemme not delve into all that,its time introduce my violin class friends here...to start with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ARAVIND anna&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mention his name 1st coz i thought he deserves it.his abnormal pace itself deserves a separate post.i need not worry that i'll go wrong while i play with him coz he'll manage and make the song pleasant to hear despite my presence along with him....i blink every minute looking at those swift finger movements trying to follow him,but lo! behold!there he goes playing on and on......not noticing his poor junior posing a blank face!! of course his "&lt;em&gt;bhavam","rhythm"&lt;/em&gt; are developing on a major scale off late that he has taken this responsibility of a big-bro in the class teaching us few nuances while sir is away.....I've never seen him even talking a little louder also-i know it's quite a contrast to my way:):) he exhausts all possible-humanly-thinkable permutations of playing the notes that there is nothing we can do except look at him with awe!! i feel elated when sir reminds him--"&lt;em&gt;aravind?! sindhuja laam iruka illa?paavam la ava?konjam speed koraichuko"&lt;/em&gt;he is such a dedicated student that my master can proudly tell--"&lt;em&gt;i've only 1 student and he is aravind!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;GANAPATHI anna&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's someone in the class who can make me get this feeling of satisfaction,it's none but ganapathi anna! he's this peaceful soul who can play at my pace or at least feels I'm so dumb and reminds me that he's there to save me! thanks anna! 1 major difference between him and me---that he plays slowly but with finest of all perfection,but i?.well.....i too play slowly...but then..huh..huh....err.......(do i need 2 complete the sentence?:):) when sir tells that he has improved a lot,despite his speed being low,i know what sir thinks in his mind --"&lt;em&gt;sindhuja! avana paarthaavadhu kathuko!"&lt;/em&gt; but my sweet sir never tells it openly 2 me:) nice to enjoy &lt;em&gt;OC&lt;/em&gt; drops in the auto! right anna?:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BHARATHI akka&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u call people having beauty with brains?i would call them-BHARATHI! yup!she is this amazing digital damsel who knows 3 things in the world--&lt;em&gt;FAMILY,MUSIC,HARD WORK--&lt;/em&gt;with family and music blended together in her blood that she'd give up anything( but family right?)for that! she has got a real gr8 potential,i can assure u that if tried,she can scale greater heights.......i still wonder sometimes why she stopped with an engineering degree(which even an ordinary sindhuja can do!ahem...)may be it's destined she should take up music in the long run for her career:) there are certain things you can never replace by anything else--for her those are music and family!! especially after her wedding she has become this "&lt;em&gt;i am-there-always-at your service-bahu"&lt;/em&gt; to her in-laws,that she manages everything like a trapeze artist on the rope! i'm not against being bonded to the family but still...........whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;PRAKASH anna&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant elaborate a lot on him,coz due 2 his busy work,he does not get the time 2 attend class that regularly.......(dont ask,"&lt;em&gt;as if u do&lt;/em&gt;??"!!)but still he manages to play the notes correctly with minor mistakes here and there...&lt;em&gt;"till now"&lt;/em&gt;,he has not upset me with his pace.....on the whole---gud anna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;JANANE!!!:-&lt;/span&gt; (sorry cant call her &lt;em&gt;akka)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is my best buddy in the class! has this fascinating passion for music....she annoys me every time she chooses to play "&lt;em&gt;kanchadhalaaya dhaakshi"&lt;/em&gt;, 1 among the many songs i can&lt;em&gt; PROUDLY(???)&lt;/em&gt; accept that i play badly..........(oh! where r the superlative forms?:):))but she?---yo!she is damn amazing when it comes to this song particularly......she forgets the no. of times i've pleaded her not to choose this song,when promptly she'll remind sir about how long it's been since we played it............(grrrr.....) she is an aspiring violinist,C.A.(not much of a combination i know:)) supposed to be elder than me but then behaves so childishly that she can be &lt;em&gt;oatified&lt;/em&gt; even by an auto man...:) the way she bargains for an auto is too cute u know--"&lt;em&gt;iruvathanju(25)rooba dhan...chance ae illanga....adhuku mela laam thara mudiyaadhu.&lt;/em&gt;..." she literally looks kiddish with the way she &lt;em&gt;kenjifies&lt;/em&gt; the autowaala...lol..dont u dare think she is a &lt;em&gt;chamathu &lt;/em&gt;gal.........i know the KD inside her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so sweet,lovely friend,with a cute smile(oh....jus like me:):))...guess what? sometimes i've bunked classes simply coz she wasn't coming!!!("&lt;em&gt;ahaa......sindhuja!! so touchy!"-- &lt;/em&gt;if this is what u feel,then.am sorry..pls! i dont like praises:):)) she gets pissed off when ever there r vocal and "&lt;em&gt;swarams"&lt;/em&gt; session.....both of which i enjoy!!! she has this musical family,especially her dad and uncle both of whom r music freaks(how else will u call those ,who make STD calls at mid-night to talk about a ragam-tanam-pallavi of lalgudi??:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had innumerable discussions with her during those 5 mins breaks in the class....she is so benevolnt u know--she drops me ever other day.....(hey am calling her sweet,cute and everything which deserves dropping me an entire month without those chuckles of "&lt;em&gt;bayama iruku di.....ingaye erangikaraya?")&lt;/em&gt; fondly called "&lt;em&gt;akka"&lt;/em&gt; by sir,this female has huge talents still unexposed.......OH WORLD! wait a while!she is yet to come outta of herself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;VANDANA&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be my junior at school which she often forgets:):) she puts in lotsa effort( who can forget those 10 pages of notes that she prepared taking sir's words seriously!!!!!) guess her pass time in the class is to tease me! (ha.what to do...innocent gals like me r likely 2 face such disasters:) ahem.....don't stare at me pls!!:)) she is talented and......(hey wait......who in the world is not when compared to me??:-) good at night time chatting....(or shud i call it early morning?) 1 gr8 thing i shud learn frm her is her regularity to class!!! very sincere and a recent addition to my batch:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SUKANYA&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a chutti gal&lt;/em&gt; of my class whose &lt;em&gt;"throat goes somewhere'"&lt;/em&gt; after attending vocal sessions.......gud at trying new cine songs.....especially &lt;em&gt;kuththu songs(?)&lt;/em&gt; she uses the violin to play the guitar more than violin! often irritates sir.lol......has got a mom who looks no more than a few yrs than her!! (btw,shud i call her aunty or akka?) the proud violin--researcher-cum-lawyer of the future is busy writing her 11th std quarterly exams now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SHREYAS&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;another &lt;em&gt;chutti &lt;/em&gt;kid of my class. i guess "WHAT IS UR NAME?" is the only question he'll answer you without consulting his mom!! such an obedient guy! good at grasping "&lt;em&gt;swarams'&lt;/em&gt;" ....sir himself has told us how much talented he is....."&lt;em&gt;neraya homework iruku......maths tuition poganum"&lt;/em&gt; guess this is the only thing he talks:) poor kid....gets scolded for silly reasons sometimes...i'am sure he'll scale gr8 heights thru his work to fulfill his (mom's) dreams!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s:-- i like his shirts a lot:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv0cPRk-vyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0jcq4NE-Nas/s1600-h/violin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115275800504876834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv0cPRk-vyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0jcq4NE-Nas/s320/violin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mr.SRINIVASA MURTHY:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;last but not the least---my guru!! THE DIRECT DISCIPLE OF THE GREAT VIOLIN MASTERO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;LALGUDI.G.JAYARAMAN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the most sincere person u can ever see!! he does not count the classes per month...he keeps as many as he can to seek perfection......he does not even move to the next song without perfecting the present!he is amazing and when he takes up the instrument in his hands,i dont even blink my eye 4 a min!!!! such a wonderful sir!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;he is so so so so so sweet that he has managed to run the class successfully despite ME being there in the class which is an achievement by itself! he can drift through any topics ranging from cricket to his coll days to his child's prank to indo-pak fights to his guru's words to.................almost everything and promptly come back to where we left:):)he has such a tolerance and patience ,that he atleast tried to hide the irritation, i'm sure he does get when sees that i play the notes as wrong as anyone can,after teaching me the same for god-knows-how-many-times!!!! "&lt;em&gt;sindhuja---innoru dhadava vaasi?...aan...ipdi dhan vaasikanum,munnaadi vaasichadhu thappu..puriyardha?doubts irundha kelu"&lt;/em&gt; are the only words that come from his mouth.....pity:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers to this dedicated teacher without whom i would not have even dreamt of music!!! hats off!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm...wait till i tell her name...she is a lovely chamathu gal of the violin class who&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.never touches the violin at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.comes sharp in time at 7:15 pm for a 6:45 pm class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.is never scolded by sir(touchwood!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.talks the maximum with friends in the class that aravind anna has to remind her everytime that it was high time she shuts her mouth and stretches her hands hands to open the violin box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.slightly "okay" at grasping &lt;em&gt;"swarams&lt;/em&gt;" but never makes use of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.loves to compete with aravind anna's and janane's pace and ends up in a mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.gets comfortably dropped by someone at most of the times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.despite all this continues to go to class for the sheer passion 4 music!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.thinks u r really dumb if u cant figure out that those "*"marks at the start stand for "SINDHUJA":-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-262924183055005395?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/262924183055005395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-violin-class.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/262924183055005395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/262924183055005395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-violin-class.html' title='MY VIOLIN CLASS!'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rv0cDRk-vxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Jlkrjk40DWo/s72-c/violin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-7344614100499452723</id><published>2007-09-24T19:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:37:25.631+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy hearted'/><title type='text'>DEBTS OF LOVE........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rve9bhk-vvI/AAAAAAAAABc/Zo2801gTFF0/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113764182470082290" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Rve9bhk-vvI/AAAAAAAAABc/Zo2801gTFF0/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last day when we talked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we were silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as it was planned that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we will never talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but still your voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and those few words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;want to part away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to do that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for families'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;harmony and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still we keep wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;why there was ego clash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;why few old ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they have lived their lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and they should not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;part our ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we didn't oppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and just did support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;agree with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and killed ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our joys and warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just drifted away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today we aren't happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and aren't living our dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are still paying the debts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of we loving each other that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-7344614100499452723?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7344614100499452723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/debts-of-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2441145496985192044.post-5890210678888511613</id><published>2007-09-18T14:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:12:38.636+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chumma'/><title type='text'>HERE I GO...........</title><content type='html'>hey!i'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; started a new blog! cool! but that doesn't mean i need to post something that's very important,sensible and the like?nope! so here i go......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all thanks for visiting my blog(hush!! why r u suddenly reminded of my constant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pester&lt;/span&gt; asking u to read this?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shh&lt;/span&gt;!! forget it!!)it's nice to write what u feel on such a beautiful day with a cloudy sky,favourite music on the comp,an exciting tour awaiting and what not!sometimes these little joys are overlooked by us....for we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; realise these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;the life more beautiful:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first blog can be short and sweet, right?with no coherence of thoughts,no clarity,no sensible topic,nothing interesting.............here i say......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;friends 4ever!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2441145496985192044-5890210678888511613?l=bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5890210678888511613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-i-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5890210678888511613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2441145496985192044/posts/default/5890210678888511613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bliss-live-ur-life.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-i-go.html' title='HERE I GO...........'/><author><name>I AM~~ ME</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10891444898805054538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UQxNLvjJ_qE/Sc7v8URS7XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mTRUpqckW_k/S220/feather.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
