tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346045102024-03-19T09:59:29.382+05:30Half a Loaf of LaughterHumour is the way of lifePraveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-73690383928019781262009-02-10T23:10:00.001+05:302009-02-10T23:14:39.630+05:30<div align="justify"></div><p align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;">A TRAGIC TRYST WITH THE LAUGHTER CLUB</span></strong><br /><br />I was talking to my friend on the phone and when he asked <em>“Hey!! Do you like Koffee with Karan?”</em> I paused for a while and replied <em>“No!! I only like coffee with sugar.”</em> He was irritated and felt very bad that he cannot hit me through the phone for that joke. I didn’t leave him but continued <em>“Hey!! Yesterday I went to the video shop and asked if I can take BATMAN FOREVER?”</em> for that he replied <em>“No sir!! You have to return it tomorrow.”</em> Being a nice guy he controlled his temper and advised me using a soft tone. <em>“If you try to use these jokes on the stage once you become a Stand Up Comedian, audience will pelt you so much that YOU cannot even STAND UP. Actually you can look for some good comedy clubs in Bangalore and become a member. It will not only help you hone your humor but also help you get contacts for your first stand up comedy show.”</em> For the first time I really felt some non - “non sense” in what he said.<br /><br />The next day I changed from Praveen Kumar to Praveen Research Kumar. I tried all possible media and got some handful of phone numbers of what they called Laughter Clubs. I tried calling one by one and was really impressed with one of the contact’s caller tone which was a laughing sound of a baby. I was thinking of how symbolic that laughter club member was. One old lady picked up the call and started talking without even waiting for a HELLO from me. This is how the conversation went.<br /><br />She: <em>Hello!! My name is Sangeetha Baskar. I am one of the oldest members of Malleshwaram laughter club. Laughter is the best medicine. You see, I have never been to a doctor till now.<br /></em><br />Me: <em>Hello!! I am Praveen. I want to know if you have a branch in Koramangala.</em><br /><br />She:<em> Ok!! But you have to wait for couple of days to meet him as he is not in station.<br /></em><br />Me: (Confused) <em>actually madam I wanted to know if there is a branch of your laughter club in Koramangala.<br /></em><br />She: <em>Oh!! Tell that clearly. Try to talk properly like this. Yes.. Yes..Baskar is my husband’s name.<br /></em><br />I hung up. After so many calls, I somehow managed to catch hold of someone who guided me properly to Jayanagar laughter club and asked me to join on Jan 1, 2009 as they were having a New year party at one of the member’s house.<br /><br />Date: Jan 1, 2009<br /><br />I along with Raji somehow managed to find that Gentleman's house. We could clearly make out that they have arranged for a grand New Year party. I was all excited to get in and the gentleman I spoke over the phone welcomed us in. But my excitement started slowing down like a train approaching a station once I entered. I went out again and looked for a board that says HOME FOR THE AGED. There were about 60 members and trust me none of them was younger than 60. The only thing which was common between them and me is my baldness. (But there was a guy who must certainly be over 75 with hairs touching his shoulders and sometimes my shoulders when he crossed me. I ignored him) May be that's why they welcomed me with open arms. They looked at us and treated us like we were new born babies in a caesarian section. But I should definitely appreciate their hospitality. First they served samosa and cutlet which was followed by fruit salad. The way they took care of us merely put the staff nurses of that caesarian section to shame. But one of them asked me <em>“Is that your daughter who has come with you?”<br /></em><br />I happened to talk to one of the elderly members rather one of the members about their daily routine at the laughter club. He said that they will assemble at a park at 6 30 in the morning. Oh My GOD… that is midnight for me. (I have seen SUNRISE only on the cover of a coffee powder). He continued <em>"Then all of us will do yoga for 15 minutes and after that we will clap hands for 15 minutes".</em> I was still waiting for the jokes and humor part of it. I asked <em>"Then??"</em> He said <em>"We will go home!! If you want you can stay back in the park and do some walking."</em> I asked "<em>Don't you guys share jokes and perform some shows on stage??"</em> His eyes became dull and said <em>"Yeah!! We do… may be we will share a couple of jokes once a month"</em> (Amazing frequency!!) This is not the kind of club I was looking for. I wanted to escape from that place as quickly as possible. But their kindness won over my thoughts of escapism. They locked the main gate from inside which made the less chance of us escaping still lesser. They forced us to have dinner and said there were games arranged for the evening and do you think we had any other option?<br /><br /> All 60 of us sat in a circle and started playing “PASSING THE PARCEL”. The object they used for passing was an apple. They were all so slow that by that time I got the apple, all of them were out and the apple was also rotten. They declared me to be the winner of the evening extravaganza. They announced that I would be getting the prize from one of the oldest Laughter Club members and her name was Sangeetha Baskar. One more shock for the day. I ran towards her and pulled the prize from her hand and ran back to my seat before she started talking. When I opened the prize I saw a WALKING STICK. It was getting three much and both of us grew restless. When we were on our mission of looking here and there for even a tiniest of places to escape, we noticed a small gate which was not locked. We fled from that place breaking all the records of 100m running. We reached our bike and was about to start. Just then my bike wouldn’t start and it was so adamant. Actually, my bike has got gas problem. The petrol tank cap has to be opened and closed for it to start. TVS claims that it is a six sigma company which means only 3 defected pieces among 1 million. I don’t know if I should be proud or sad to declare that my bike is one amongst the three.<br /><br /><br /><br /> </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-66352094963615555132009-01-29T00:26:00.000+05:302009-01-29T00:28:11.283+05:30<div align="justify"></div><p align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Bangalore Traffic</strong></span></p><p align="justify">Bangalore experienced a steep 100 % increase in 2007 from 2000 not in the number of IT companies started or in the number of saplings planted but in the number of casualties in road accidents. There are so many reasons for this like the increase in population in a relatively smaller city, purchasing power of the citizens (every fourth person owns a car), drunken driving, careless and haphazard driving. You cannot tell anyone that you will reach your destination on time due to the atrocious traffic the city is experiencing. </p><p align="justify">The two main culprits for these terrible traffic jams are the buses and autos. The buses during the peak time will overwhelmingly be full that the passengers inside cannot even move more than one part of their body at the same time. The driver also drives the bus as if he was born as an intoxicated snake in his previous birth. You cannot go behind a bus for a long time; it will take an unexpected turn towards any direction or would come to an anticipated halt in an unanticipated location. Even if you try to overtake the bus there are numerous chances of getting your shirt painted with red by someone in the bus spitting pan with the acutest of the aims. I think the concept of Red Bus started after this only. </p><p align="justify">Next comes the 3 wheeler devil which can neither be considered as a bike nor as a car. Please be prepared to expect the unexpected if you are traveling alongside an auto and you will “auto”matically go mad. It can run in any of the unimaginable conditions; bad roads, wet roads, no roads etc. I can bet my appendix that no one would have seen any auto standing far behind a red signal. They will do something or the other to go to the front; be it riding on the foot path or on the pedestrians’ foot itself. I was told that to be an auto driver you should have at least 5 years of experience in any well known Circus. </p><p align="justify">I know a person who used to get stuck in the traffic and wait on the road for hours who decided to spend time usefully by solving Sudoku puzzles and now he is the South Zone Champion. The footpath on the road in Bangalore is strictly meant for 2 wheelers; the pedestrians can go to hell. If you buy a new bike and happen to ride on a pavement on which they sell lemons, you can conduct the puja for your bike instantly by crushing a couple of them. One day I wanted to do some shopping and before that I had to get my bike’s brake repaired and started my journey from home. First I went to a mechanic who after inspecting my bike said that he cannot repair the brakes and hence will make my horn louder. Non sense fellow. I wanted to do some shopping in an Electronics showroom and it took me about 2 hours to reach that place. Thanks to this Bangalore traffic. By the time I reached that place I was so confused that instead of going to the Electronics Showroom I went to a temple because of the board I saw on the showroom – “NEXT”. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-49692008653705383952009-01-03T12:20:00.003+05:302009-01-03T13:00:55.616+05:30<span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Stand Up Comedy</strong></span><br /><br />This is one of the first few steps of my ambition of being a stand up comedian.<br /><br /><a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=QMqhW1EuIz0">http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=QMqhW1EuIz0</a><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-32144724511766911032008-12-23T12:53:00.001+05:302008-12-23T12:55:58.785+05:30The following is the script of the Ad Zap we did in our office and fetched us the first prize. It is about a mobile phone called Pokia which helps everybody in various situation and in various eras.<br /><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">POKIA - Poking People</span></strong><br /></span><br /><em>It doesn’t vibrate – it just pokes</em><br /><br /><strong>Scene 1 (MAHABHARATH)<br /></strong><br />(Dushadana is trying to remove Draupadi’s saree and other Kauravas are enjoying)<br /><br />Draupadi: Oh!! God!! Please save me… Krishna you are the only one who can save me. Please!!!!<br /><br />Dushadana: Hahahaha!! You stupid woman!! Don’t you know that Krishna has taken LTA and has gone to his native place Mathura???<br /><br />Draupadi: So what? I will try to reach him on his mobile….(Takes her mobile and tries to call Krishna) Oh Heavens!! His line is busy… I only hope he sees Call Waiting and calls back<br /><br />(On the other side of the stage)<br /><br />Krishna: Hi Radha sweetie!!!! Don’t worry darling I will take you to Barista this evening and buy you a Café Latte and from there we will go to FASHION. I will buy you all the clothes worn by Priyanka Chopra in the movie. No!! No!! I wont take Bama to the movie. I will buy her a pirated DVD and ask her to watch it at home.. Theek Hai??<br /><br />Draupadi: This is 3 much!! He is not calling back. Let me try calling on his POKIA phone. (Calls him)<br /><br />(Pokia phone pokes him so much that he had to cut Radha’s call to take Draupadi’s)<br /><br />Krishna: Yeah Draupadi tell me.<br /><br />Draupadi: (Music)…………………………. This is what happened. Now I don’t know what you will do. Get me a saree now and save me… make sure it’s a Printed Silk Saree.<br /><br />Krishna: I am terribly sorry Draupadi!! There are no stocks of sarees in Mathura now. I have gifted everything to my girlfriends and wives. That’s the problem of having too many. Anyways, can I send you a chudidhar that too without a dupatta?<br /><br />Draupadi: Krishna, you playboy!! Its ok send me anything, even if it is jeans or T shirt or shorts, its ok with me. Please send it at the earliest may be through Blue Tooth!!!!<br /><br />(Krishna sends it)<br /><br />Draupadi: Thank you Krishna!! Thank you Pokia!!<br /><br />Pokia - Saving People<br /><br /><strong>Scene II (MAHABHARATH AGAIN)</strong><br /><br />(A fierce battle is on between Karna and Arjuna)<br /><br />Arjuna: KARNA!!! Tumko kya KARNA????<br /><br />Karna: You stupid Arjuna!! Let me kill you with this Vishnu Astra…. (Prays and sends the Astra which doesn’t even go near Arjuna) Sorry.. I have been operated because of Cataract problem.<br /><br />Arjuna: You blind fox.. let me use the VAYU ASTRA!!!<br /><br />(He bends and FARTS (vayu astra))<br /><br />Karna: (Unable to tolerate the smell) You indecent fellow Arjuna!! What did you have for breakfast?? Let me use a modern astra….(Does some action that resembles like a car and sends it)<br /><br />Arjuna: What’s that??<br /><br />Karna: That’s OPEL ASTRA<br /><br />Arjuna: Non sense fellow!! How do I kill you???? Yeah now I have an idea. (Takes his Pokia phone and sends it)<br /><br />(Pokia Astra pokes Karna to death)<br /><br />Pokia – Killing People<br /><br />THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW POKIA SAVED MAHABHARATH<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Scene III (RAMAYANA)<br /></strong><br />(Kumbakarna is sleeping and everyone is trying to wake him up)<br /><br />Person 1 : Kumbakarna!! Kumbakarna!! You know what your beloved brother Ravana has been killed in the war…..<br /><br />Kumbakarna: (Not a bit bothered).. So What! (Goes back to sleep)<br /><br />Person 2: Kumbakarna!! Bipasha Basu has come to meet you and that too in Saawariya style.<br /><br />Kumbakarna: (No reaction)…(Snoring away to glory)<br /><br />Person 3: Hello Mister!! I have brought food for you!<br /><br />Kumbakarna: (slightly opening his eyes) From where??<br /><br />Person 3: From Ocwen Canteen!!<br /><br />Kumbakarna: I would prefer to sleep than to even look at that food.<br /><br />Person 4: Let me try using a new technique!! I will call him on his Pokia phone. (Calls him)<br /><br />(Pokia phone pokes Kumbakarna so much that he woke up and got ready for the war)<br /><br />Pokia – Waking PeoplePraveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-61845751216653471022008-12-10T17:42:00.003+05:302008-12-10T17:56:58.343+05:30I thought of trying my hand in poem, of course a silly one (what else can you expect from me!!). So I chose the company I work for as the topic<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">A Poem</span><br /></span></strong><br />The company's name is derived from the reverse of NEWCO<br />Where there is no space for us to play KHOKHO<br /><br />We are into loan servicing and fulfillment of MORTGAGE<br />The office is about 5 kms from the home for OLD AGE<br /><br />Even though the world’s economy is DOWN<br />They haven’t sent us back to our TOWN<br /><br />We find it hard to work in between the BREAKS<br />And won’t take leave on Friday to attack the CAKES<br /><br />On the 7th floor is the most interesting element called CARROM<br />Which is as addictive as Whiskey, Brandy & RUM<br /><br />We are frequent visitors to our next door neighbor, STAR BAZAAR<br />I don’t know why the look their employees give us is so BIZARRE<br /><br />Together as a group we have loads of fun and FROLIC<br />Sometimes causing utter nuisance to the PUBLIC<br /><br />Usually the grub is horrible and awful in the CANTEEN<br />If we add one to Twelve it becomes THIRTEEN<br /><br />Even our pantry is equally worse with its terrible TEA<br />I guess the management won’t show us any PITY<br /><br />All said and done I have wonderful set of COLLEAGUES<br />Who are as exciting as Indian Premier LEAGUESPraveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-32056659834334325082008-11-29T13:57:00.007+05:302008-11-29T14:09:02.352+05:30<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbk45urQ8hBH17Uo9EJ7ghjFCq9Gd4gdPaQKZwQ6vAn8iIK9tqfioADJBtCOmNxleU99dPFamRklStl4z-EgKnAxqdxXD9WcH-cepVact-xpuLzbKO0enQMITMGpU1I2Uo5pK/s1600-h/Certificate.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273995427805798034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbk45urQ8hBH17Uo9EJ7ghjFCq9Gd4gdPaQKZwQ6vAn8iIK9tqfioADJBtCOmNxleU99dPFamRklStl4z-EgKnAxqdxXD9WcH-cepVact-xpuLzbKO0enQMITMGpU1I2Uo5pK/s400/Certificate.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPPXj3Z0vtq_cKK8oop-NaBEhCSQUIwt8f8eUZCUO9Eq63hqp0e2yI8yCglS315KfgWOEWA1yjyuP-FlyKFLS1TDMdT-cq5_kQ33UQdaSWL6B8AkDFNen8NiH04YOMabapr2tl/s1600-h/Certificate.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-44924153731283136502008-11-20T23:01:00.000+05:302008-11-20T23:05:14.634+05:30<div align="justify"></div><p align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;">En Route to Paris with Jai</span><br /></strong><br />I simply cannot forget my Paris trip especially the flight journey with 17 other classmates of mine. We were supposed to do a two week project in France as part of our MBA curriculum. All of us assembled at the airport along with our parents/guardians who had come to see us off. There was this guy with us by name Jai, a typical innocent villager who was traveling in the flight for the first time. He was accompanied by his dad, mom, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, cousin, 2nd cousin, dad’s 2nd cousin and 22 others. In short, his whole village had come to see him off and the airport was so crowded that the authorities planned to put a House Full board outside which thoroughly confused the other flights set to land.<br /><br />Jai was scared to death to travel in flight and at that time one of his relatives said “Yesterday I read in the newspaper that a flight was hijacked and all the passengers were held hostages!!” and Jai’s fear quadrupled. All 18 of us went inside to check in and the counters were so far off that I thought we need a chartered flight inside to reach our respective counters. Jai weighed over 250 pounds and his baggage weighed exactly double. He was asked to remove all unwanted stuff and he had no other option but to let go off the pressure cooker, food processor, 10 pounds of rice, and mini refrigerator filled with toffees.<br /><br />After all the formalities, we were inside the flight and unfortunately my seat was next to Jai’s. He was so big that even Bill Gates would become poor paying for his liposuction. He found it very difficult to wear his seat belt in spite of being a green belt in Six Sigma. The flight attendant had to rope in 3 more meters of belt to fir Jai inside. Jai was praying sincerely that his journey should be safe and sound. He was not sure if it would be safe but it was definitely sound. A 3 year old baby boy cried at his full pitch which synchronized with the ignition sound. After a couple of minutes that boy was pacified by his mom and stopped crying yet I kept hearing crying sound. That was our big man crying sitting next to me and praying at the same time. Just then, we heard an announcement from the captain “WELCOME ON BOARD LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! THANK YOU FOR FLYING XYZ AIRLINES AND IT IS A GREAT PLEASURE TO HAVE YOU HERE. OH MY GOD”. Silence followed for about 5 minutes and all the passenger’s hearts were in their mouths. The announcement continued “I AM SORRY, WHEN I WAS TALKING TO ALL OF YOU THE ATTENDANT SPILLED SOME COFFEE ON MY TROUSERS. HA HA HA. NOW YOU SHOULD LOOK AT THE FRONT OF MY TROUSERS”. I was telling myself, “Now you should look at the back of Jai’s trousers!!”<br /><br />Jai suddenly got excited and called me to tell that his great grand father once told him that people will look like ants when you are in flight and how true it was. I blamed my destiny for sitting next to him and told him that they are actual ants and we haven’t taken off and still in runway. Finally, the flight took off and within few minutes we were 35000 feet above the sea level. By that time Jai was also out of the fear and was enjoying his journey. He wanted to start off with his obsession, passion, fascination, ambition – EATING. He kept calling the flight attendant so many times and the ring of the bell that calls the attendant was so frequent that it reminded of a telephone ring. He had breakfast, lunch, dinner and evening snacks together at the same time as an appetizer. Then Jai started off with his second obsession, passion, fascination, ambition – SLEEPING. I thought I would be relieved of all his troubles while he sleeps. But the kind of person he is, he didn’t let me be in peace by his Electric Motor Simulated SNORING. He snored so much that the pilot thought there was some problem with the engine and double checked before continuing. All the passengers in the flight except Jai forgot the meaning of sleeping. Finally we reached Paris and all of us were ready to get out of the flight and Jai was still sleeping. All of us including the pilot were trying to wake Jai up and he wouldn’t budge. Then we almost emptied the Pacific Ocean by throwing liters and liters of water on him and he woke up and asked “IS IT RAINING? I FELT FEW DROPS FALLING ON ME”. I simply pitied the condition of the French people who were going to undergo the after effects of a massive virus entry into their Homeland. I got to find out after reaching Paris that the entire crew of our flight resigned after landing. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-9528089695668067462008-11-12T11:00:00.003+05:302008-11-12T11:06:22.736+05:30<div align="justify"></div><br /><p align="justify"><span style="color:#660000;">Diwali ‘08</span><br /><br />I know it is way too late to write about Diwali but I wanted to pen down my experience now as the next Diwali is also fast approaching. This was my first Diwali after marriage and it really was very special. We went to Raji’s parents’ house to spend DIW (first part of Diwali!!) I always maintain distance with their pet dog Chintu, a Lhasa apso as both of us are scared of each other. He has so much hair that would even cover his eyes and one day I incidentally mistook him to be my towel and lifted him just to feel his teeth impression on my hand with a profound pain. Amongst all his duties, he would never forget to make me feel jealous by coming near me and quiver his body which will make all his hair to move in all directions and go back with a sense of achievement.<br /><br />I woke up early in the morning, took oil bath, wore new clothes and was all set for a festival to begin. My FIL had already bought some crackers for me to burst and I did some justice to that. I was fascinatingly bursting crackers after about 15 years. 2000 and 5000 wala were the two to begin with. The later started in the morning and didn’t stop until noon. Chintu was scared to death at the sound of the crackers like any of his fellow beings. Knowing that I was the reason for the continuous sound for about 3 hours, he got even angrier at me and this time his quiver near me was much more powerful than before.<br /><br />My MIL is a wonderful cook and the afternoon lunch was splendid with all the items of Ponnuswamy present on the plate except for the bill. From mutton biriyani to fish fry and from chilly chicken to prawns fry everything was there and after eating my plate was looking like Kurukshetra Warfield. We relished the food, took some deserving rest and proceeded to Kancheepuram in the evening. The road in which my in-law’s house was located underwent some repair and the hole the corporation dug was nastily closed. It resembled a small mountain and when my FIL’s car crossed that there was a loud scratching sound from beneath the car. That small mountain left a deep scar on the car as well as on my FIL’s heart. His HONDA CITY was subjected to CHENNAI CITY’S ATROCITY. .<br /><br />I got so interested in bursting crackers especially the ones which go upwards and burst in the midst of the air with lots of colors. On the way we thought we will buy some to burst in my house for the evening and went to a shop. There were lots of new varieties of crackers and I really felt historic in that place. The shopkeeper introduced me to various new products like Abdul Kalam fire works which sends the rocket straight to the space and sometimes to the moon. There was Bipasha Basu rocket which goes up removes all its covers and then would burst and I was so surprised to see Sreesanth bomb which would be there in next day’s newspaper however it bursts. We selected a few and went home. Ali (Second part of Diwali) was with my parents in Kancheepuram which was equally great. New crackers, great food and Boring TV programs continued in the temple town as well.<br /><br />I cannot forget this Diwali for one more important event which happened the previous evening. I met my role model, idol and icon – Crazy Mohan. We went to his play “Chocolate Krishna” after which I and Raji had a wonderful chance to meet him. He was such a down to earth person who readily agreed to pose for us inspite of being very busy in packing all the drama stuff. Special thanks to my FIL to make this happen. See attached photo. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267640177498001586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 439px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2LmaQ5zHLOV6qna5a7DnqmezE-atVlHTZ0a1jG3moO530kM5XpNh0RxYR3WTG3gwuoSVlWuSZPfIB3049z4wV9KsX6uFmXn_v88lG1VeirAEIjPvMUNGCfMwPaqGfmfaQa4LQ/s320/Crazy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="justify"></p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-37406696814282965392008-11-01T23:00:00.002+05:302008-11-01T23:03:14.414+05:30<p align="justify"><span style="color:#663300;">GRADUATION DAY SPEECH</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#ff0000;">The following will be an imaginary speech for the college students on their Graduation Day.<br /></span><br />Good Evening boys and girls!! It’s a great honor for me to address the energetic, ever naughty, mischievous, trend setting and a fashion crazy set of wonderful students. I thank the management for giving me the opportunity and at the same time really pity them for the grave mistake they have done by asking me to address you.<br /><br />The reason I called you all Trend Setters is because of our people’s taste. They will blindly follow the college students. I remember when I was a student one day when we were working in the chemistry lab; some chemical fell on my friend’s jeans. When we tried to help him by cleaning it with some cloth, the color of the jeans near the thighs also sincerely came off along with the chemical. Then everybody started following that and it’s now called Faded Jeans. My other friend when he was going alone in the street, a couple of mad dogs chased him, bit him all over and his jeans was torn near the knees and now it’s a fashion. Nowadays people are ready to pay more for faded and torn jeans than for the normal ones.<br /><br />The other common qualities of you all are that you don’t eat well. It holds good mostly for girls because they don’t eat well to maintain their figures. When I look at the girls out here, I have to keep telling myself that I am in a college not in an elementary school. You are all so skinny that you can even dodge raindrops. Please start eating well. When we were in college, our college girls didn’t pay so much attention to their figures and they ate reasonably well. One of the girls was so fat that when she fell in love, it broke.<br /><br />Please start sleeping well as well. I know a college student who didn’t sleep one night as he had gone for a party. The next day he went to college in a drowsy state and went to Physics class instead of Economics. The professor was teaching about Atomic Fusion and Nuclear Fusion and this guy was left with only one fusion – Confusion.<br /><br />I know the economic conditions are bad now for getting a job. Finding a job nowadays is like finding Tropicana in Tropic of Cancer. But I am sure you guys are capable of finding a wonderful job for yourselves. Please be confidant and you would definitely grow up in life. I once again thank the management and the teachers for giving me the opportunity to address all of you. You have been a wonderful audience. Eat well, Sleep well and LAUGH well. Thank you. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-12619067919675746962008-10-23T15:38:00.000+05:302008-10-23T15:42:36.273+05:30<div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#cc6600;">Home Town Sweet Home Town<br /></span></strong>I am really excited and acutely animated to visit my hometown Kancheepuram for Deepavali after almost 3 months. This temple town has grown rapidly like a Complan kid for the past 5 years. Right from the standard of living to the cost of living everything has gone up. There are supermarkets, car showrooms, branded garments, good restaurants, foreign goods etc. There is nothing that we don’t have in Kancheepuram now except for the Statue of Liberty.<br />When it comes to people and their way of dressing, the town has seen a radical change. When I was young, I remember going to Chennai to buy clothes for festivals. That was largely because of the kind of garments available in the town and the taste of the inmates. They used to wear such bright shirts that would even affect the eyes of a blind man. The colors range from cotton candy color, bright yellow to all 7 rainbow colors in one. You cannot look into one shirt for more than a minute. When you walk on the roads during festival times, you’d require a sunglass to protect your eye. Even Color TVs in Kancheepuram came in Bright Pink, Bright green colors those days.<br />Shopping was one of the nightmares those days. There was no concept of supermarket or malls. If we get onions and tomatoes in the same shop, that is called the Supermarket. The only mall the inmates knew those days was GOL MALL. Nobody heard of home delivery of provisions and I remember the first time when it was introduced everybody started asking if it would be normal delivery or caesarian. Nowadays if you pay more, the provisions is not only getting home delivered, but they help in stacking it in the containers and very soon the time will come that they will cook, feed us and then leave I guess.<br />The girls in Kancheepuram were so not worried about their looks that it would reflect in their way of dressing. Their size would be 36-24-36 and that would be only for LEFT ARM. They used to be so fat that Government gave them a separate pin code. Their IQ level would be much less than their waist line. According to them Sherlock Holmes would be some Housing Project and Tiger Woods would be a thick forest in Africa. They were not interested in anything else other than gossiping. They had wonderful Sense of Rumor. But now, the trend has completely changed and the girls in Kancheepuram are scoring much more than guys in all the exams and they are getting more modern these days. They have started wearing clothes which start late and end early.<br />Even though there are changes in all coordinates, the nature of the people was, is and will be very good. They are so good natured that it would put heroes of Indian cinema to shame. There are certain things which will not be available in a city but only in a town. That is a different feeling altogether and should definitely be experienced to appreciate that. EAST OR WEST Kancheepuram is the BEST. </div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-30136048725061755662008-10-16T10:43:00.003+05:302008-10-16T10:46:36.793+05:30<p align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;">ROOT CANAL TREATMENT</span><br /></p><p align="justify">One unpleasant evening I was sitting in my office canteen and was browsing through the menu card. From the time I joined, there was no change in the menu but only in the rates which increased like the BP of a patient being checked by a beautiful nurse. I finally settled with samosa without knowing the lethal consequence it would generate. First 2 bites were good, crisp and tasty. The third bite was toooo crispy than anybody would expect and I heard a crackling sound in my mouth. One of my teeth was half broken. Only “too” was remaining and “th” was gone. The next bite was so painful that I almost met my late grandfather and came back. That definitely called for a visit to the dentist. </p><p align="justify">I took Raji also with me to the dentist and we were waiting for our turn in the lobby along with some really weird patients. There was a huge guy with teeth so big like piano keys and they were so yellow that when he smiles the traffic might slow down. I guess if he drinks water it might turn into Maaza inside his mouth. There was one more lady whose teeth were so crooked that her mouth looked like a DIRECTIONS board. I was praying God that both of them should be the dentist’s first time patients and they should not have come to sue him for their condition. The clinic was so small, that if the doctor orders for a Large Pizza he has to come out and eat.<br />My turn came and both of us walked into the small clinic to be greeted by a soft looking person and his assistant. I explained my problem to him thinking that he would work on my broken tooth for 10 minutes and get that alright. He asked me to sit on the reclining chair and I reclined so much that I thought I was in Aerobics class. The spotlight was on me and he asked me to open my mouth wider, wider and more wider. If the dentist was a little short I would have accommodated him in my mouth itself. He spotted the problem and removed his gloves and kept the bizarre looking instrument back in its place. I was eager to know what the problem was. He said my “too” was infected and he has to do a ROOT CANAL TREATMENT (RCT). He showed me pictures of a tooth’s anatomy which looked like mountain ranges for me. He didn’t even wait for a YES from me and started his treatment.<br />He first gave me a local anesthesia and waited till I lost my sensation in that part. He then started working on the tooth and I had no clue what was happening. After a couple of minutes he asked me to spit in the basin and I saw myself spitting blood. I felt like a vampire with blood in my mouth. After sometime he asked me to leave and come after a couple of days. My second sitting with him was without any anesthesia. This time he started drilling to the root. The ROUTE to the ROOT was excruciatingly painful. He was drilling so deeply that I thought the “7 shaped” needle might come out of my head. I was slowly marching from being a DENTAL patient to becoming a MENTAL patient because of the pain. After a couple of more sittings, the similar procedure followed and I had a cap fixed on that part and was feeling much better. Finally he gave me the bill and I should really accept the fact that was more painful than the whole process. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-68819401850651337342008-10-06T10:17:00.005+05:302008-10-06T22:34:42.500+05:30<div align="justify"></div><p align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">Size Zero</span><br /></strong>I guess most of you know by now what this term means; Size 0 is a woman's clothing size in the US Catalog Sizes system, believed to be equivalent to a UK size 4 or a Europe size 30. It is also a concept within the fashion media relating to models with low body mass. (Courtesy: Wikipedia). Actually it should be relating to models with ABSOLUTELY NO body mass. The models in the fashion industry nowadays are so thin that they can even take bath in a fountain pen. This concept has reached Indian models and actresses as well. </p><p align="justify">Yesterday I saw an article on a website which said Mallika Sherawat has shed some weight. Then only I realized that she can shed weight also(pun intended!!). Kareena Kapoor has lost so much weight that only Kareena is there and Kapoor isn't. We have to look at her twice to catch one glimpse of her. May be a double role in her movie will make us see her fully. I heard these actresses are using wrist bands as belts and they are disappearing if they turn sideways.</p><p align="justify">Obesity is an EXPANDING problem and my tummy makes me slightly (??) obese. But there are really obese people in my office for whom, if you take a photograph you have to write PTO on it as it would continue on the other side as well. If they go to a zoo, the elephants there would give them bananas and make fun of them. Even though I was not that fat, I was slowing proceeding towards that. I wanted to be on a diet and go to gym as any common man would think. I asked a dietician for advice. He asked me to cut down on only 2 things... SOLIDS & LIQUIDS. I think he wanted me to have Size zero but I would include a 5 before that zero. Being a food fanatic, I simply cannot accept that and decided to cut down on fatty items like egg and mutton. I was not so fond of eggs, the last one I saw was on my Maths exam answer paper but I love mutton. Some 2 years back when I sit to eat, there will be more number of mutton on my plate than the number of the button on my shirt. To cut it short, I was the perfect example of the saying "TASTE MAKES WAIST".</p><p align="justify">The next step is working out in GYM. I am that kind of a person who never even cross a Gym on my way to office. Now I had to go inside and work out. When I went there and had a look at others who were working out my mind was telling me that I m not these kinds. There was a guy whose body was perfectly built like a huge mall and the steps in the mall were on his tummy. I have heard of 6 pack abs but that was 8 pack. I was standing there with only one pack on my tummy - the FAMILY PACK. Then came a guy to talk to me and understand my requirements. He asked me to wear loose clothes when I come there for working out. I was telling myself that if I had loose clothes why should I come for working out. Being a very lazy person, I have decided not to go to Gym but try to reduce my tummy through dieting only.</p><p align="justify">I find it so difficult to diet or work out. I dont know how these models and actresses are living with only juices and salads and working out drastically. I feel they are becoming more weak than presentable on the ramp. If it continue to be like this one day we will have models who when they step on a weighing scale, the pointer would move the opposite side . We would like to see the models and actresses on the screen and not their skeletons. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-64666489768877822662008-10-01T10:58:00.003+05:302008-10-01T12:28:15.114+05:30<p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;">Comedy of errors</span></p><p align="justify">Slightly drifting away from my usual way of writing, this post would bring a series of errors made by Indians of different origin while writing or speaking English. Most of us must have grown up knowing the common mistakes in English language especially made by our PT masters. Some of the common ones are "THERE IS NO WIND IN THE VOLLEY BALL", "THE CYCLE IS UNDERSTANDING THE TREE", "DONT GO THERE; PRINCIPAL IS ROTATING THE CORRIDOR","OPEN THE WINDOW,LET THE ATMOSPHERE COME IN" etc. But those have become classics by now. This post would bring you the modern mistakes from my own experiences. </p><p align="justify">When I was reading a newspaper in Coorg, the headlines on the 3rd page read "DRUNKEN DRIVERS PAID Rs. 500" which can be interpreted anyway we want and another headline read "ONE POLITICAL PARTY (not telling the name for my own safety) IS FIGHTING OVER ITS DEAD LEADER'S ERECTION" (statue's). In the same newspaper one of the Ads read " WANTED: MAN TO TAKE CARE OF OUR COW THAT DOES NOT SMOKE OR DRINK" and another slight mistake which conveys a totally horrible meaning would be from a different Ad " DOG FOR SALE: EATS ANYTHING;FOND OF CHILDREN". </p><p align="justify">When I had been to Madurai, I saw this board at the entrance of a famous restaurant "PLEASE LEAVE YOUR VALUES AT THE RECEPTION AND ENTER RESTAURANT". And after belting properly in the restaurant, as usual one of my friend's stomach was upset. So we had to take him to the doctor and on the way we saw one of the pawn broker's shop where his board read "LAL CHAND BROTHELS" instead of brothers. When we reached the Doctor's clinic, his signboard was no different and read "SPECIALIST IN WOMEN & OTHER DISEASES". </p><p align="justify">While all that are mentioned above are common mistakes made while writing, mistakes while speaking would be even more funny. Just as LOINS are the king of jungle in some places in India, JAIL will be used for sticking two broken parts. CARD (curd) will be used for eating and some of them drive their cars on RODS and have SNAKES with tea while some of them use PAIN for writing. Some of them even wear SHAARTS (shirts) on the top and SHAARTS (shorts) on the bottom as well. </p><p align="justify">When I had been to an antique shop for buying a gift for my friend's wedding, I found that shopkeeper to have a very funny accent. When I was looking for the gift, that guy was talking to his friend trying to play a prank with him. He dialled and asked "IS IT TREE,PHOR,ATE,NANE,PHIVE?" and I dont know what his friend replied. He laughed loudly with DTS Surround effect which reminded me of Ram Gopal Varma's funny ghost movies. He said "I WAS TASTING YOU!!" and again continued that Dolby laughter which made 2 bronze statues in his shop fall and break. Then he was talking about lunch and said I am having "PISS FRY" today and it seems that its a "GOLDEN PISS". I bought a bronze statue of a woman and took it near him for billing. He saw that statue 3 , 4 times thoroughly and asked innocently "DO YOU WANT ME TO RAPE IT FOR YOU??" I ran out of the shop as fast as I can till I PINISHED my RAN.... </p><p align="justify"> </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-50571419985618551672008-09-19T10:44:00.014+05:302008-09-23T11:26:42.061+05:30<p align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;">Siva’s wedding</span><br /><br />Siva was the sixth wicket to fall in our wing getting clean bowled by Swetha. His marriage was held in a village called Thekkur (don’t ask me the whereabouts of this place; I am still as ignorant as you!! Its not there in any form of Tamil Nadu map) It was a pleasant evening when I along with Raji, M and P set our journey to Trichy by train. There was a cute little baby in our bay who was the center of attraction to everyone in the train and of course along with M. To be very precise, M's actions are so robotic and slower than Rahul Dravid's batting in tests. All the passengers were amused to see the baby because they would not have seen such a cutest baby and similarly they were awestruck about M because they wouldn’t have seen such a weirdest creature. The baby thought M to be its Robot toy and started pressing his nose expecting the robot to make some sound and was looking for battery on his back. Poor baby, she doesnt know that God used seven sigma technique coupled with Chinamatic Japanese Technology to manufacture that Robot which operates without battery. </p><p align="justify">We reached Trichy at 4 45am and Chennai guys joined us at 6 am. All of us started our journey to Nerkuppai (Siva's native place - another non-existing village in TN map). The journey was about 2 hours and we reached his Nerkuppai. We saw the board "Nerkuppai Welcomes You" and was enquiring where his house was and after 2 buildings we saw the board "Thank you for visiting Nerkuppai". One of the two buildings happened to be his house and we got ready there and proceeded to Thekkur which was about 10 minutes drive from there. Thekkur can give a stiff competition to Nerkuppai for its immense size. By mistake if you drop your hand kerchief on the road, it would become a carpet for the entire village. There was a huge house decorated with flowers and lights welcomed us to the village. </p><p align="justify">When we stepped in, Siva was tying the knot. He was such a KNOTTY boy that he took 5 minutes to complete three knots. The couple were looking great together. It was the first time we attended a Chettinad wedding and it was so different from others. The number of formalities in the wedding were so much that it merely outnumbered the number of tamilians living in Bangalore. Swetha's friends who were present there added colour to the wedding and our man A didnt miss that opportunity to flirt with them just to live up to his BITS reputation and to his bitsian name. We wished the couple, had lunch and proceeded to Madurai.</p><p align="justify">My visit to Madurai was my second, the first being when i was very young. All of us became so religious after reaching Madurai we wanted to visit Meenakshi temple. The cab driver warned us that it would take about 3 hours to complete the temple visit. But when we entered, i found that it was a blatant lie, infact it would take more than 4 hours to complete it. The temple was so vast that if someone gets lost, it would be difficult even for Google searches to find him out. We finished the Goddess darshan and were going around the temple. In our gang, J is so huge that once we mistook him to be the 1001st pillar of the 1000 pillar hall of the temple. There was an elephant and A was scared to go near and get its blessings, so he gave a rotten banana to J who happily blessed him with all prosperity. After 2 1/2 hrs we came out of the temple and got to know that we completed only 50% of the temple - only tem and ple would be completed when we visit Madurai again in Feb for P's marriage. </p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-45189220897130316762008-09-14T17:07:00.009+05:302008-09-14T22:30:49.022+05:30<div align="justify"></div><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;">I know I really made you wait for more than a year for an update in this section. I apologize for the delay from my end and affirm that I would be consistent enough from now on and you can expect new blogs from me with NEW LOOK and NEW LANGUAGE. (George Bush's mother tongue)</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663300;">Crazy Safari</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Coorg, being a wonderful place for a weekend trip from Bangalore happened to be our fourth honeymoon spot. Thanks to my colleagues who had arranged for a package tour (They know that I am as lazy as a slowest tortoise suffering from back ache to book it for myself). </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">On the second day, there was an optional tour of Nagarahole, a forest which was about 120 kms from Kushal nagar. Raji and I love animals, she likes them in the forest and I like them in my plate. We got ready in the morning and were so enthusiastic to go to the safari that we asked our hotel management for a Tata Safari car to reach the destination. But they magnanimously denied and sent us on the cheapest running vehicle on this Mother Earth, Maruti Omni. The whole of 120 kms was on Ghat roads and there were more pits on the way than the number of entries on a Chinese Phone Book. During every jerk some of the internal parts of the body got relocated and some of them prudently dislocated. By the time we reached there, our lunch got digested but the previous day dinner came to the throat. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">We reached at 3 pm and were so excited to know that there was a safari on a van at 3 15 pm. We got the tickets and got into the van and were eagerly waiting for the safari. Slowly the van was getting filled. First entered a very tall man who had to literally crawl to enter the van. I guess it would take 2 days for the food to reach his stomach from his mouth. Then entered a measly person who was so short that even his feet would show up in his Passport size photo. Time was 3 45 pm and we were still waiting and were pre calculating the number of animals we would be witnessing. Suddenly Raji shouted "A Monkey!!" "Monkey!!" and I became curious and looked in to the direction she pointed and found a ugly looking man entering the van and proceeding towards the driver seat. He was so fat that his feet wont even get wet when he is having a shower. He can just maneuver the steering wheel sheerly with his tummy. We were so convinced that there was a mini safari inside the van and were half satisfied with the outcome. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">Finally the so called Safari began when the van moved into the deep thick forest. When we entered we saw the photographs of tiger, bear, elephant etc which made our expectations rose as high as the tall person's head. After 5 mins, the van stopped and all the inmates of the van began clicking, we looked outside the window to spot a herd of spotted deers. Some deers got scared at the sight of the 12th Century BC van and ran for their lives. Some of them were bold enough to stand right there while the others were posing for our clicks. The poses were so professional that it would put even our models to Puppy shame. The van moved on and again stopped at a herd of spotted deers and it happened for 20 times. We saw lots of animals - deers, its relatives, its siblings, its parents, its friends, cousins, etc. Yes, we saw only deers and not even a mosquito more. After 45 minutes, the van took one deviation and for the next 5 mins we didnt find any deer. All of us woke up from our sleep and were waiting to see some wild animals. After 5 more minutes the van stopped again and our curiosities reached new heights. We looked into the direction the driver showed and saw a different animal rather a different form of deer - the Sambar deer. We used all the expletives we knew cursing the driver. For the 21st time, the Van Driver became a Screw Driver. After an hour of dejection & disappointment we reached a place where you can find more animals, the city. When we were about to get down, I asked that driver about the non existence of other animals, for which he cooly replied saying that they would be inside and wont come out. He could manage to add salt to the wound. When we started our journey back, I should certainly not deny the fact that even the stray dogs on the road were looking like spotted deers for us. Laughing at our Crazy Safari experience and being so tired I leaned on the shoulders of my DEER wife.</span></p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-6355117323205166332007-06-16T17:23:00.000+05:302007-07-09T23:12:51.652+05:30<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Appane Appane Pillayar Appane.......</strong></span><br /><br />"Thoppai Udaiyar Igazhchi Adaiyar" appadinnu oru Pudhu mozhi ippo vandha kooda aacharya padurathukku illa... Appadi Pot belly engira Thoppai ippo irukura youngstersku romba common aayidichi..Ippollam thoppai oru status symbola aayidichi.. adhaavadhu avanuku work out panradhuku kooda time illaama avlo uzhaikiraanu ellarum vekkame illamaa nambiduvaanga....thoppai illana edho T.Rajendhar padatha theatrela paathavana paakura madiri kevalama paakuraanga..<br /><br />Ennoda friends neraya peruku (ennakum sethudhaan) POT belly undu.. adhula specialaa oruthanuku mattum DRUM belly (avan pera solla maaten..appram adhu naan thaannu kandu pudichiduveenga!!!).. avan mattum red colour T shirt pottutu kitchen pakkam vandhaanaa. avana Gas cylindernu nenaichi Stove oda connection kuduthuduvaanganna paathukonga.... oru naal avanoda Drum bellya paathu avanoda friends ellam sendhu oru dozen maanga vaangi kuduthu avanuku Valaikaapu seyura alavuku vandhutaanga.. Avanum andha tummya koraikka evlovo try panni paathuttan.. modhalla konjam korayum... appram "THE TUMMY RETURNS"...Avanuku appram thoppaiya korakanumnu aasai poyidichi.. adhoda advantages ennanu kandu pidikka aarambichaan....Avana pudhusa paakuravanga "Thambikku endha ooru?"nu kekuradhuku padhila "Tummykku endha oorunu kekka aarambichaanga...</div><div align="justify"><br />Actually..indha thoppaiyaala pala advantages iruku.. </div><ul><li><div align="justify">Suppose pudhu shoe pottuttu veliya pogumbodhu mazhai penja..kavala pada theva illa.. kandippa andha shoe nanaiyaadhu... </div></li><li><div align="justify">Adhemaadiri kathiri veyil pinni pedal edukum podhu namma thoppaithaan chinna pasangaluku nizhal tharum Bodhi maram.. </div></li><li><div align="justify">Kozhandhaingaluku saruku maram aadanumna naama mallaaka paduthukitta podhum...</div></li><li><div align="justify">Police velaku Selection process edhuvum illama serndhukalam...</div></li><li><div align="justify">Karnataga kacherila suppose avanga kondu vandha gattam odainji pochunna....substitute ready.... etc...</div></li></ul><p align="justify">Indha maadiri neraya advantages thoppaiku irukumbodhu naama yaen thoppaiya kandu bayandhu nadunganum.. Vaazhga Thoppai.. Innum nalla Valarga nam Thoppai....</p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-48686677066310658272007-05-23T01:35:00.000+05:302007-05-23T01:43:23.481+05:30<span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">One Evening @ 4M</span><br /></span><br /><div align="justify">Naan Bangalore vandha pudhusula, edho oru mall pudhusa katti irukaanganu kelvi patten.. peru FORUM mall…Ennaku therinja varaikum adhudhan Bangalorela first mall.. ippodhaan Garuda Mall, Sigma Mall appadi ippadinu Gol Maal thavira ella mallum vandhuduchi…Naan appo city lifeke pudhusu.. seri.. andha mall eppadi irukunu ennoda friendsoda autola poi paakalaamnu mudivu panni oru Sunday evening kelambinom..<br /><br />Modhalla oru auto driver kitta poi Forum poganumnu sonnom… avan engala mela keela sidela backla ella angle leyum engala kevalama paathuttu..200 rupees aagumnu vekkame illama sonnaan.. “Kekuravan kena paiyanaa irundhaa Sachin Tendulkar One Day matchla century adichaanaam” nu pudhu mozhi madiri..naanga yemarala.. eppadiyo beram pesi 150 ku kondu vandhu..Forum poi eranginom..Sunday evening ponadhaala…bayangara koottam.. vaasalendu ulla porathukku arai mani neram aachu.. aana ennoda effort edhuvume illamaa mathavangalaala ulla poi sendhen..ulla poi sendhadhukapram..irundha kootta nerisalla Dayanidhi Maran DMK vittu pirinja madiri ennoda kannadi ennoda mugathai vittu pirinjidhu.. aanalum keela vizhala.. appram thedi paathathula Sehwag Indian teamla ottittu irukura madiri yaar mudhuguleyo poi ottikichu..adha eduthu ennoda moonjila maatradhukulla pakathula innoru maal katti mudichitaanga…<br /><br />Ulla konja dhooram ponadhukapram nadula Radio Mirchi yedho oru booth vechi irundhaanga.. anga thaan neraya koottam.. ennanu poi paatha…anga oru head banging competition nadanthuttu irundhuchi.. yaar nalla head banging panraangalo avanga headkku oru rubber band giftnu board vechi irundhaanga.. ovorutharum vandhu head banging panaangale paakanum.. Enga oorla Aadi masam velli kizhamai anniki Maariyamman kovilla saami vandha aadura madiriye irundhuchi.. avanga mudi east, west, north, south east, north west. Ippadi ella directionsleyum kalanji poi Mahabharathathula vara rakshasargal madiri irundhaanga.. aana aadi mudicha udane..avanga thalaya appadi ippadinu aatinaanga ella mudiyum avanga avanga slotla poi azhagaa ukkadhuchi.. idha paatha ennakum head banging panna aasai vandhuchi… appram “naama yaaru.namma thalaiyoda nelama enna” nu ennaku naane samaadhaanam solli kitten..<br /><br />Appadiye third floorla PVR ku poi edhavadhu padam paakalaamnu nenaichi..anga poi paatha.. anga steps kitta Fevicol Advertisement madiri oru paiyannum ponnum pinni penaniji irundhaanga..kanna pinna kasa musa… anga matha padathuku ticket vaanga vandhavanga..indha padam adhoda swarasyamaa irukumnu mudivu pannitaanga.. theatre ulla irukura kootathoda..ivangala paaka vandha kootam adhigam.. idhellam paathuttu irundha oru vivaramaana paiyan..idhula oru token system vera introduce pannitaan.. Adha paathuttu scandalize aana naan Forum vittu odiye vandhutten..<br /><br /><br />Ennadhaan veliya odi vandhaalum..forumoda brahmaandam mansuleye irundhuchi.. brahmaandam mattum illa.. anga vandha ellaroda dress matrum nadavadikai ellamumthaan…Ponnunga ennadanaa.. oru micro mini nano skirt..mela aambalainga shirtkku ulla podura VIP bonus banian..appadi illana keele anga anga kizhinja madiri jeans… avanga kudumbam varumaila kashta padudhaa? Illa andha jeansa eli kadichudha? Illa idhudhaan fashionaa? Oru manaangattiyum puriyala.. Pasangala paathenganna..Porcupine kittendhu inspiration edutha madiri Spike panna hairstyle.. edho pei padam paathuttu paathila beethila veliya odi vandha madiri.. idupula poda vendiya jeansa muttiku poduraanga… kazhuthula oru chain..aana adhula Murugar dollar madiri 7/o clock blade pottu irukaanga..(oru vela shave panradhukku easya irukumnu nenaikiran!!) Enga oorla ippadi ellam pottuttu vandhaanganna roadla naai vidaadhu..<br /><br />Ennathaan naama western culture kadai pidichaalum..namakunnu oru USP iruku.. adha maranthuttu naama western culture kadai pidikanumnu avasiyam illa.. (Adade..indha blogla oru message kooda iruke!!!)</div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-70978909897698391482007-05-07T23:53:00.000+05:302007-05-07T23:57:38.750+05:30<strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">A TRIP TO JOOTH'S BUNGALOW, PANDHALOOR</span></strong><br /><br /><div align="justify">Summa Bangalorea suthi suthi, traffic jamla sikki nondhu noodles aagi, pollutionaala affect aagi medical booksla kooda illadha infectionsaala avastha pattu, lifela pathu roobakku kooda change illaama irundha engaluku oru saranalayam Ooty pakathula irundhadhu nyabagathuku vandhuchi..Pandhaloor.. Ootylendu 60 km irukum.. anga engaloda classmate Jooth oru tea estatela Asst Managera irukaan.. Avanoda anbu kattalaiyaala naanga aaru paer anga oru long weekendkku poga plan pannom…<br /><br />Oru Video Coach Qualis book panni, adha 5;30 am kku vara sonnom…Naanga aaru perum oru tourkku poga vendiya get upku maarinom..Aadi kazhivula edutha madiri oru mukkaa pant..kurudanukke kan koosura alavuku oru T shirt..adhe kurudan madiri oru sun glass..thiruppi potta thoppi.. mudhugula weighte illadha oru gaali bag ellam maatikittu wait pannom..aana andha driver oru India naattu prajainu 8 am ku vandhu prove pannittaan….Andha Qualisla rendu ambassador utpada aaru paer yeri Pandhaloor kelambinon.. pora vazhila video edhavadhu poda sonnom..avarum pottar.. aana indha pasanga adha noandinaanga paarunga..adhanala andha video coachla irundha videove kochikichi.. oru vazhiya 4 pm kku pandhaloor poi sendhom..<br /><br />Anga Rajini padam release datekku vekura cut out madiri brahmaandamai irundha engaloda class mate Jooth enga ellaraiyum welcome pannaan.. 2002 la kadaisiya paatha avan x axis, y axis, z axis ippadi ella axesleyum vanjagame illama valandhu irundhaan…Hospitalityku avana vitta aale illanu prove panra madiri irundhadhu avanoda virundhombal..Kadandha pathu mani neramaa verum biscuits, chipsla vaazhndhu vandha engaluku vandalur Zoola cagela irundhadhellam anga thattula engalukaaga waiting listla irukuradha paathu romba kushi aayidichi…Irundha pasila naanga saapta saapadukapram enga kittendhu thatta vaangurathukula avanuku rendu kilo weight kammi aayidichi…<br /><br />Andha edathula jooth irundha veeta pathi solliye aaganum.. miga periya veedu.. adhavadhu oru roomlendu innoru roomku STD pottu thaan pesanumna paathukonga.. avanoda veettu front portion Pandhaloorleyum back portion vera oor thalukleyum varadhagavum sonnaan..Bathroomku ulla Indian cricket team vandhu practice pannalaam..avlo perusu.. aanalum thothuduvaanga..adhu vera vishayam..(adha pathi naam adutha blogla paakalam).. Pakathula veede illa… adhaiyum meeri pakathu veetuku poganumna bus pudichi thaan poganum.. suppose andha veetuku thirudan vandhutaanaa.. AIYOO KAAPAATHUNGA nu kathi andha VOICE pakathu veetuku poi serradhukulla andha thirudan vandha velaya mudichikittu thirudinadha vithu periya panakarane aayiduvaan…Anniki night ennoda class mates ellam glass matesa maari konjam tightaa thoonginaanga.. marunaal ezhundhu Kerala ponom…<br /><br /><br />Keralala oru lakela boating polaamnu decide panni..enga yezhu perula (including the host) anju paer kalathula eranginom.. andha boata row panravar andha lakeoda perumaiyai adukikitte ponaar..adhavadhu andha lake India map shapela irukuradhaagavum..naanga appo Rajasthan spotla irukuradhaagavum sonaar.. appo enga kooda vandha oruthan aah..ippo pakathula orissa varumnu thannoda geographyoda history evlo kevalamaa irundhudhunu prove panaan.. ellam ozhunga thaan poyittu irundhuchi.. aana andha boat otturavar dhideernu andha lakela apopo rendu moonu modhala (crocodile) ellam varumnu chinnadha oru nuclear bomba thooki veesinaar….adha kettutu verum type mattum adikka aarambicha enga pal ellam konja nerathula type panni..print out eduthu..xerox ellam edukka aarambichudhu…appram andha aal sirichikitte..summa udhaar vittdhaaga solli vayuthula milk shakea vaathaar…Appram trekking..adhu idhunu andha areava kalakkittom.. manase illama maru naal kelambi vara vendiyadhayidichi.. koodiya seekram rendavadhu tripkku plan panradhuku plan panni irukom…</div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-45679044498251153972007-03-01T12:08:00.001+05:302007-03-01T12:13:03.357+05:30<span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>COMING SOON..........</strong></span><br /><br />A TRIP TO JOOTH'S ESTATE BUNGALOW,PANDALUR..... am slightly held up with shifting of job, going home for vacation etc... so will catch u guys soon with the above mentioned topic.... Dont forget to check this page.......Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-798392413675177362007-02-10T18:12:00.000+05:302007-02-10T18:18:11.645+05:30<p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">All Rounder Arumugam</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">Sorry for the looooooong break in writing… This time I am deviating a lot from my usual way of writing.. This blog is about an imaginary person called Allrounder Arumugam.. The name itself suggests that he is master of all trades..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Ippo avaru oru TV channel la neyargalin vidha vidhamaana kelvigaluku laavagama badhil alikiraar.. Idhu oru LIVE programme</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>NS:<span style=""> </span>Vanakkam Sir!! En <st1:country-region><st1:place>peru</st1:place></st1:country-region> “Nyana Pazham” Nyana Shekar.. Ennaku 24 vayasu aagudhu ..Naan ippodhaan oru gramathulendu oru city ku shift aagi iruken.. city ponnungala impress panradhu eppadi sir?</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>AA: <span style=""> </span>Migavum Arumaiyaana Kelvi Thiru Nyana Shekar avangale.. Adhavadhu city ponungala impress panradhu romba kashtamaana vishayam illa.. aana adhuku neenga pala tyagangala seyanum.. Mudi neraya valathukanum..Jadai pinra alavuku illana kooda..atleast oru chinna rubber band podura alavuku valathukitta podhum….Appadi illana…mudiya SPIKE pannikonga..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>NS: <span style=""> </span>Appadina?</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>AA: <span style=""> </span>Adhaanga neenga unga oorla tent kottaaila <st1:state><st1:place>pei</st1:place></st1:state> padam paathutu bayandu irukum bodhu unga mudi eppadi nattukittu irukumo appadi vechimkanum..Appram dhola dholanu pant podanum..Pick pocket kaaranga confuse aagura madiri oru pathu pathinanju pockets vechi oru pant podanum..adhum idupula poda koodaadhu..idupukku keeeeeeela podanum. Neenga podura sockskum pantukum rendu inch dhaan difference irukanum..adhavadhu konjam balamaa thummal potta pant keela vizhura alavukku podanum.. <o:p> </o:p>Appram..Puridho purileyo..English paatungala kekanum..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>NS: <span style=""> </span>Ennaku Englishla therinja ore paatu “Jana Gana Mana” thaan sir..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>AA: <span style=""> </span>Adhu seri…. Indha rangela irundeenga..ungaluku city ponnu enna..Paravai Munniamma kooda kedaikuradhu kashtam.. seri..paravala.. English paatu therinja madiri kaatikonga.. adhavadhu andha ponna Disco theque kootittu poi thanni ooothi kuduthu……..seri..ungaluku thanni adikira pazhakam unda.?.</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>NS: <span style=""> </span>Konja naal munnadi varaikum irundhudhu sir.. aana paarunga..veetla pumpa thookittu motor pottutaanga..adhukapram adikardhu illa sir..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>AA: <span style=""> </span>Kizhinjidhu Rabri Devi Paavada… seri..paravala..neenga kaila pepsi vechi kittu..unga kooda vandha ponnuku beer illana gin oothi kuduthu..dance aadanum….dance aaduveengala</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>NS:<span style=""> </span>Enna sir ippadi kettu teenga..enga oorla yaar sethaalum naan than first poi ninnu dance aaduven.. ennoda dance paakurathukke neraya paer avanga veetu perusungala pottu thalli irukaanganna paathukonga..</p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>AA: <span style=""> </span>Konjam vevagaaramaana paiyana irupaan pola iruke..seri.. Disco thequela dance aaduradhu onnum periya vishayam illa.. neenga katti irundha rubber banda eduthu mudiya avuthu vittu.. first konjam konjamaa mandaya aatanum..appram urgenta toilet vandha eppadi thudipeengalo appadi udambu thudikanum..aana konjam meduvaa.. appram unga oor town busla pogum podhu eppadi kulungittu poveengalo appadi kulunganum… adhuku appram konja neram kazhichi.. unga oor Maariaatha kovilla koozhu oothum bodhu <span style=""> </span>saamy vandha eppadi veppala vechittu aaduvaangalo andha madiri kaila glass vechittu aadanum…adhuku appram…Hello…Hello…Hello…</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Ennapa line cut aayidichi..anegama marupadiyum sondha oor poradhuke ticket book panna poyirupaarnu nenaikiren.. adhutha callera adutha blogla paakalam….</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-61505466717476993972007-01-18T17:30:00.000+05:302007-01-22T18:08:00.872+05:30<div align="justify"><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">பயணங்கள் முடிவதாக இல்லை</span> </span><br /><br />(முதல் முறையாக தமிழில் டைப் செய்ய போறேன்.. பிழ இருந்தால் மன்னிக்கவும்.. ஐய்யகோ பிழை என்ற வார்த்தையிலேயே பிழை செய்து விட்டேனே!! சரி ஆனது ஆய் போச்சு.. மேற்கொண்டு படியுங்கள்)</div><div align="justify"><br />ரெண்டு BLOGக்கு முன்னாடி.. நான் காஞ்சிபுரம் போய் சேர்ந்த கதைய சொல்லி இருந்தேன்.. இப்போ பொங்கல் முடிச்சிட்டு காஞ்சிபுரத்தில் இருந்து return ஆன கதை.. infact..அப்பட்டமான அப்பழுகற்ற Hamam Soap போன்ற நேர்மையான உண்மை.... </div><div align="justify"><br />பஸ் கிளம்பி கொஞ்சம் தூரம் போற வரைக்கும் எல்லாம் ஒழுங்கா இருந்தது...என் கூட வந்த பாதி பேர் மேல college students.. பயங்கர கலாட்டா.. நல்லா jollya இருந்தது.. அவங்க போட்ட கடலைல பஸ்ல எல்லாருக்குமே stomach upset..அந்த கும்பல்ல ஒரு பொண்ணு.. என்னோட ஸீட்க்கு அந்த பக்கம்.. மத்தவங்க கூப்புடுறத வெச்சி அந்த பொண்ணோட பெயர் சந்திரா னு தெரிஞ்சி கிட்டேன்.. எல்லாரும் கண்ணுல மை வெப்பாங்க..அந்த பொண்ணு மட்டும்..மை டப்பாக்குள்ள கண்ண நல்லா உருட்டி பெரட்டி வந்துடுச்சி...எல்லாரும் அவள "மை" டியர் சந்திரா னு கூப்பிட ஆரம்பிச்சாங்கன்னா பாத்துகோங்களேன்..அந்த பொண்ணுக்கு சந்திரானு பேர் வெக்குறத்துக்கு பதிலா சந்திராமுகினு வெச்சி இருக்கலாம்... கச்சிதமா பொருந்தி இருக்கும்... என்னோட ஸீட் கடைசியில் இருந்து மூணாவது row.. அந்த கலாட்டால யாருமே பஸ்ல உட்கார்ந்து வரல.. ஒரு மணி நேரம் கழிச்சி ஒவ்வொருதரா tired ஆயி அவங்க அவங்க ஸீட்ல உட்கார ஆரம்பிச்சாங்க..பஸ்ல என் பக்கத்துல இன்னொரு பஸ் வந்து உட்கார்ந்தது.. எனக்குனு இருந்த பாதி ஸீட்ல நல்லா சந்தோஷமா தூங்கலாம்னு நெனைசா..அந்த நெனைப்புல இடியுடன் கூடிய மழை பெய்தது..</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">என்னோட ஸீட் பக்கத்துல இருந்த Levera TATA Sierra கார்ல gear போடுற மாதிரி எல்லா Angle லேயும் திருப்பி பார்த்தேன்...ஹூம் ஹூம்... கை மட்டும் தான் எல்லா direction லேயும் போச்சு.. Push Back ஸீட் மட்டும் அப்படியே VGP Golden Beachல வர்ர சிரிக்காத ஆள் மாதிரி அப்படியே எந்த விதமான Reactionum இல்லாம இருந்தது...சரி..ஏற்கெனவே நின்னுகிட்டு தூங்கி இருக்குற எனக்கு இப்படி தூங்குறதுல பிரச்சனை இல்லைனு ஒரு அசட்டு நம்பிக்கைல தூங்க ஆரம்பிச்சேன்.. அப்போன்னு பாத்து Saddam Hussain ku ஒரு George Bush மாதிரி..எனக்குன்னு ஒரு ஜந்து எழுந்து நின்னு அந்த பஸ் conductor கிட்ட "சந்திரமுகி" DVD குடுத்து போட சொன்னான்.. அதோட இல்லாம full volumela வேற வெக்க சொன்னான்....அதுக்கு ஆமோதிக்குற மாதிரி எல்லாரும் மண்டைய மண்டைய ஆட்டினாங்க.. அட பாவமே என் முன்னாடி ஒரு சந்திரமுகி..என்னோட சைடுல இன்னொரு சந்திரமுகி...பயத்தால வந்த குளிருல பல் type அடிக்க ஆரம்பிச்சிது.. கொஞ்ச நேரம் அப்பறம் type மட்டும் இல்லாம type அடிச்சி..Print Out எடுத்து Xerox Copy எல்லாம் எடுக்க ஆரம்பிச்சிது..</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">சரி..ஆயிரம் தடைகள் வந்தாலும் நாம எப்படியாவது தூங்கிடலாம்னு முடிவு பண்ணி கண்ண இருக்கமா மூடிகிட்டேன்..படமும் ஆரம்பித்தது.. படத்துல வடிவேலு வர்ர வரைக்கும் கொஞ்சம் தூங்கினேன்... வடிவேலு வந்ததுக்கப்பறம் என் பக்கத்துல இருந்த இன்னொரு பஸ் குலுங்கி குலுங்கி சிரிக்க ஆரம்பித்தது...ஓடுற Grinderல மாட்டிகிட்ட எலி மாதிரி சத்தம் வேற..அந்த size வெச்சி குலிங்கின குலுங்கல்ல பஸ் ஊஞ்சல் மாதிரி முன்னாடி பின்னாடி போக ஆரம்பிச்சது.. எனக்கு அடுத்த ரெண்டு நாளைக்கு தூக்கம் கோவிந்தா...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">மணி 3:30 AM ஒரு வழியா பெங்களூர் வந்தது... நானும் இறங்கி ஆட்டோ பிடிச்சி வீட்டுக்கு போய் சேந்தேன்.. முதல் மாடில இருக்குற வீட்டுக்கு போக படி ஏற ஆரம்பிச்சா... அங்க நாய் ரூபத்துல ஒரு கொடுமை ஜிங்கு ஜிங்குனு ஆடுச்சி...எங்க பக்கத்து வீட்டு கருப்பு நாய் படில "எல்லை சாமி" மாதிரி காவல் காத்துகிட்டு இருந்துச்சி..அது என்னையே படி ஏற விடல.. "உன்னோட கடமை உணர்ச்சிக்கு ஒரு அளவே இல்லயா?" அப்படினு விவேக் ஸ்டைல மனசுகுள்ள கேட்டுக்கிட்டேன்..நானும் எவ்வளவோ விதத்துல அத அங்க இருந்து துரத்த முயற்சி செய்து பாத்துட்டேன்..அது Fevicol கம்பெனில வேல செய்யிற நாய் மாதிரி நின்ன இடத்த விட்டு ஒரு சின்ன இன்ச் கூட நகருல..சாதாரணமா "குறைக்கிற நாய் கடிக்காது"னு சொல்லுவாங்க.. இந்த நாய் குறைக்கவே இல்ல.. அந்த விஷயம் வேற நடு மண்டைய குடைஞ்சிக்கிட்டே இருந்துச்சி....வாழ்க்கைல நான் நடு ராத்திரி மூண்ற மணிக்கு இவ்ளோ யோசிச்சது இல்ல... அப்புறம் என்னோட "Analytically Logical Thinking" use பண்ணி நான் வீட்டுலேர்ந்து கொண்டு வந்த தட்டை,சீடை எல்லாம் அதுக்கு போட்டு "friendship" build பண்ணலாம்னு அதையெல்லாம் தூக்கி போட்டேன்.. அதுக்கு அந்த நாய் என்னை ஒரு கேவலமான ஒரு ஜந்துவ பாக்குற மாதிரி பாத்துச்சி...இவ்வளவு நேரம் நின்னுகிட்டு இருந்த அந்த நாய்.. நல்லா சௌகரியமா உக்காந்துச்சி..அப்போதான் என்னோட மூளை வன்முறைல யோசிக்க தொடங்கியது.. வீட்டுக்கு உள்ள தூங்கிகிட்டு இருந்த என்னோட Room Matea எழுப்பி அந்த நாய்க்கு Double Side Attack பண்ணலாம்னு நெனைச்சா அது எங்க ரெண்டு பேரையும் கிரிக்கெட்ல Duck Out ஆயிட்டு வந்த Kaif, Raina வை பாக்குற மாதிரி கேவலமா பாத்துச்சி... செய்வது அறியாமல் இருந்த என்னை ஒரு பெண் நாய் காப்பாதுச்சி.. தெரு முனைல ஒரு விதமான Sound விட்ட அந்த நாயின் குரலை கேட்டதும்..பிரிந்த காதலர்கள் ஒண்ணு சேருவது மாதிரி Slow Motion ல இந்த நாயும் ஓடி போயிடிச்சி..</div><div align="justify"><br />ஆஹா ரெண்டு பசங்களால செய்ய முடியாததை ஒரு பெண் நாய் ஒரு சின்ன Sound மூலம் செஞ்சதை பாத்து இயற்கையின் அமைப்பை கண்டு பெருமை பட்டுக்கொண்டு அன்று முதல் முறையாக தூங்கினேன்..</div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-23993818090518327672007-01-10T15:51:00.000+05:302007-01-10T18:03:37.020+05:30<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Easy Cooking made difficult</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"> "<span style="font-style: italic;">Dey mama.. inniki ennoda college friends ellam namma veetukku saapida varaanga.. inniki naamathaan cooking.. so ready aayittu vaa.. samaikalaam</span>"...... ennoda roommate enkitta sollittu avan kulikka bathroom ulla poyittan......Sunday vidiyar kaalai 10 manikkellam enna ezhuppi vittadhum illama oru periya RDX bomb vera nadu mandaila nachunu pottan.... Bathroom veliya ninnu.."<span style="font-style: italic;">Seri.. enna menu..enna seiyanum?</span>" appadinu ketten.. Avan yosichi "<span style="font-style: italic;">Puliyotharai, Rice, Vathal Kozhambu, Poosanikka sambar, Cauliflower poriyal, Milagu Rasam, Appalam, Curd, payasam, thanni etc</span>" appadinu Saravana Bhavan mealsla varra ella itemum onnu vidaama oppichaan...Avan oppichadula ennaku ennoda mudhugula irukura macham theriyura alavukku thala suthuchi..<br /><br />Arisiya adupulendhu edhuthu keela vechaale "Naan iniki arisi vechen..arisi vechen" appadi perumaiya oorellaam thaara thappattaa drums ellam adichi solluven.. ippo ennadanna oru maperum virundhu panradhukku enna kootu sekuraanenu irundha kozhapathula naan ennoda mukiyamaana kadamaiyaana thalai vaaruradha marandhuttena paathukongalen....(it wont make any difference anycase)<br /><br />Rendu perum kulichi ready aagi.. yaar yaar ennanna seiyanumnu ilaaka odhukikinom..central governmentla kooda ivlo sincerea ilaaka odhuki irukamaataanga...adhula ennaku vandhadhu Vathal kozhambu,curd,thanni... idhula kadaisi rendu item ennaku athupadi... onnu theru munaila kedaikum innonu veetla irukura aquaguard open panna kedaikum...aana first itemkku enna panradhunu saami satyama theriyaadhu... Indha vishayatha avan kitta sonnadhum..udane oru "<span style="font-style: italic;">How to learn cooking in thirty days" </span>appadinu oru booka eduthu en kaila thinichi.."<span style="font-style: italic;">indha bookla 35aam pakathula vathal kozhambu panradhu eppadinu pottu iruku.. paathu paathu pannidu"</span> appadi sonnaan (kenjinan)..<br /><br />First avanoda turn.. rice ready panni.. puliyotharai mix add panni..kalakku kalakkunu kalakittan.. enna kooptu.."<span style="font-style: italic;">Mama.. idhudhan puliyotharai.. enna paathu samaika kathukko</span>" apadinu Ramarajan padatha theatrela paathuttu vandhavanna paakura madiri kevalama paathaan..Appram andha puliyotharaiya adupulendu edhuthu tablela vekumpodhu soodu thaangama kadaiyoda sethu keela kotti vaarinaan... ordinary mosaic tharai..ippo PuliyoTHARAI...seri..manasu kashta pada koodhadhunu avanuku konjam dhairiyam solli.. naan ennoda ilaakavaana vathal kozhambu seiya ready aanen..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLXV1nuWU6R98gv_ZjVBNUytgsaxvDJyNVLzffrk9GmcSw1Vl85lyQQeXynmc0xZjAznG-OTPdbq6w9qqKnYcRm9fZ9fKL6gajJ41LTjVvqrlVNZkzr4r5pYLYsPc8OZeSXQK/s1600-h/Payasam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLXV1nuWU6R98gv_ZjVBNUytgsaxvDJyNVLzffrk9GmcSw1Vl85lyQQeXynmc0xZjAznG-OTPdbq6w9qqKnYcRm9fZ9fKL6gajJ41LTjVvqrlVNZkzr4r5pYLYsPc8OZeSXQK/s320/Payasam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018358435414937634" border="0" /></a><br />Aarambathula ellam ozhunga pannen.. thanni,uppu,milagu,puli ellam correctaana alavuku add panni (booka paathuthaan) ennoda mission impossiblea possible aaki kondu irunden.. apponu paathu vaayu bagavan velaya kaatinaar.. enaku theriyaama andha booklendu 35 aam pakkam thirumbi adutha pathukku pochu.. andha pakkathula semiya payasam seivathu eppadinu menu pottu irundhudhu... naan andha headinga paakaama.. vitta edathulendhu continue pannen.. dideerenu vathal kozhambula semiya add panni.. 5 spoon sakarai pottu... paala oothi... mothathula oru karna kodooramaana dish onnu ready aachu.. (Proof..see the pic). Yerkanave paadhi senji irundha vathal kozhamboda meedhi semiya payasam senji.. mothathula oru VATHYASAMnu oru VITHYASAMAANA dish onnu thayaar aachu..Adha ennoda roommatekku kuduthu taste panna sonnen.. taste pannadhukapram aarambicha diarrhoea.. innum seri aagala...Appodhaan naan kadaisiya samayal roomku ponen.. adhuku appram..naan samayal room pakkam vara koodadhunu ennoda roommate thaniya anga oru group 4 security oruthana appoint panra alavukku vandhuttan..<br /><br /><br /></div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com69tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-32874199435677172952006-12-28T11:49:00.000+05:302006-12-28T17:10:38.428+05:30<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Payanangal Mudivathillai</span><br /><br />Date: 23.12.2006 & 24.12.2006<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Christmas vacationkku Kancheepuram polamnu ticket ellam munnadiye book panniten.. APSRTC bus...scheduled to depart from platform no 24 at 2300 hrs... Seekramaave (10 pm) auto yeritten.. Bangalorela rendu vishayam romba common..onnu Software engineers.. innonu traffic jams...No awards for guessing what happened next.. yes..traffic jamla maatikitten.. Veetlendu Dhoni batting madiri aakroshama kelambi vandha auto..bus stand kitta vara vara Dravid batting madiri inch by incha move panna aarambichidhu...konja neram wait panna panna inch millimeter aachu.. nadandhu poravan ellam engala over take panni poradha paathu "Singam ondru purapattadhe" stylela vandiya vittu erangi nadandhe poyidalaamnu nadakka aarambichen.. konja dooram pona dhaan therinjidhu andha side vandha yellarum nadakka aarambichitaanga.. nadandhu varranvangalukke traffic jam.. first time experience panren..mothathula oru arasiyal katchi perani madiri irundhudhu...<br /><br />oru vazhiya nadandhu, thavazhndhu, odi, kudhichi,nondi, urundu bus stand poi sendhen.. ennaku 24th platform enga varumnu theriyaadhu.. so ENQUIRY kitta poi keklamnu paatha andha madiri onnu kaanave kaanom.. ENQUIRY enganu kandu pidikka innoru ENQUIRY vechi aaganumnu oru kataayam..Anga poi ketta ozhungana badhil varala..vazhila yaarume ozhungana vazhi sollala.. so naane ennoda MATHEMATICALLY ANALYTICAL THINKING use panni 23rdkku appram thaan 24th varumnu yosichi... 23rd platform kandu pidikka kelambinen.. Bus standa moonu thadava suthi vandhu..(Adhe sutha naan Arasa maratha suthi irundhenna ennake kozhandha porandhirukum) kandu pidichen.. appramathaan therinjidhu 23rd platform thaan last plat form.. adhukku appram irukaradhu THIRANDHA VELI PUL VELIKAZHAGAM (Courtesy :Vivek).. anga ellarum Kaalai, maalai, iravu kadanellam thiruppi kuduthu kittu irundhaanga..<br /><br />Ange irundhu APSRTC counterla poi ketta vandi innum varala.. vandhu 24th platform vazhya pogumnu telugula sonnar.. ennoda prachanaiye indha 24th platformthaannu avarukku theriyala..naan manasa thalara vidaama "24th platform eppudu vochesindhi" nu ketten.. avaru sonnadhu "JAGADEKA VEERULU ADHILOGA SUNDARI GAARU SAMARPINCHINAARU" appadinu ennaku kettuchi..seri..inimel pesi okati dubbukum prayojinam illanu mudivu panni naan ennoda theduthal vettaya thodanginen.. andha 24th platforma DCP RAGHAVAN (VV)naala kooda kandu pidikka mudiyaadha alavukku engayo marachi vechirundhaanga.. Ennoda anjavadhu suthula yedeichaiya 14th platform appram kottavi viduradhukku thalaya thookina 24th platformnu ezhidhi irundhichi.. Adapaavingala..indha bangalore kaarangalukku yaaru da maths sollikuduthaanu manasula Ivanga Kanakulla PULI illa PULIKESI nu nenaichikittu oru vazhiya 24th platform reach pannen..<br /><br />2300 hrs kku vara vendiya bus 0030 hrs ku vandhuchi..naanum yeri ukkara ponen.. ennoda seat no 21.. seat no 20 la oru lady.. innum solla pona ondra lady... edho periya manasu panni ennoda seatla konja edatha baaki vittu irundhaanga...cinema theatrela climax scenela audience seat nunila ukkandhu padam pakura madiri.. naanum seat nunila ukkandhen.. bus kelambina konja nerathula edho oru Telugu padam potaanga.. adhuvum Balakrishna act panna padam.. Avaru padam ellam namma Captain padathoda comedya irukum... ivanga rendu perukku mattum gravity is Zero... tharaila nikkave pidikaadha indha rendu paer padathoda heroines paatheenganna ivanga pethi oda classmatesa irupaanga... Andha madiri oru heroineoda duet paatu dance aadi kittu irundhar Balakrishna... Yellow pant, Dark green shirt..pink shoes.. indha kodumaiya paakurathukku nuni seat la ukkandhu thoonguradhe mel nu nenaichi thoonga aarambichen..<br /><br />Rendu nimisham kooda aagi irukaadhu..adhukkula ennaku munnadi irundhavar utta korattai sathathaala busla irundha ellarukum thoonkam Govinda.. naanum pala vidhamaana korattai satham kettu iruken.. idhu rombave differenta irundhichi.. Korattaila mimicry pannaruna paathukonga.. Auto odura madiri.. train start panni..odi..nikkura madiri.. singam garjikura madiri.. nadu nadula T Rajendhar padura madiri.. ippadi pala vidhama korattai vittadhula duet paadi kittu irundha Balakrishnave konja neram nirithittu idha vedikkai paaka aarambichitaar..Adutha konja nerathula Kancheepurame vandhudichi.. aanalum andha korattai satham kaadhulendu poga rendu naal aachu....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-86236370503719029872006-12-20T15:08:00.000+05:302006-12-21T18:37:52.638+05:30My encounters with <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >ARRACK</span>argal<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />"En Vazhi thani vazhi" nu Rajini dialoguea "En vazhi THANNI vazhi" nu solravangathaan indha blogoda kadhapaathirangal.. thanni adicha ovovuratharum eppadi ellam behave pannuvaangannu avanga kitta ennoda experience....<br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Preface/Prelude/Yedho onnu</span>: Only initials are mentioned instead of names just for the sake of decency...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Thanninu sonna vudane first nyabagathukku varradhu engaloda MBA parties @ Dominion club.. adadada makkal meenaa maari neechal adipaanga.. adhula D oruthan irundhaan.. avan hortizontalaavum..verticalaavum nalla koochame illama valandhirupan... avan nadandhu vandhale avan pinnadi enna nadakudhunnu theriyaadhu.. so naanga chellama avana Screen Savernu koopiduvom..avanukku mabbu adhigam aachunaa podhum brake pudikaadha kuppa lorry madiri andha pub fulla suthi suthi oduvaan.. appo yaaravadhu nadula vandhaanga..pochu... marunaal paal....avan odura ottatha ore directionla odi irundhaana avan sondha oor kolkata poi sendhirupan..<br /><br />Innoruthan irundhan SB... avana sadharanama paathale oru ara loosu madiri irupaan.. kicku yeridichinaa innoru araiyyum sendhu muzhu looseaa avadharipaan....Konja neram summa ukkaruvaan.. appram aada aarambichaanaa India Pakisthan test match madiri anju naal aadikitte irupaan..adhuvum avan aadum podhu podura steps iruke..adhukku thani audience undu.. break dancennu edho onnu aaduvaan... avan aatura aatla odambula irukura parts ellam BREAK aayi thanithaniya kazhandu vizhura alavukku aaduvaan..<br /><br />Innoru janthu AJ... avan saadhaa naaleye Kumbakarnanuku challenge panni "yennama kannu" paatu paadi thoongura type.. idhula thanni pottuttaana podhum. ellaraiyum madiri night thoongi kalaila ezhunduppan..aana nadula oru naal poyidum...saturday night thoongi monday morning ezhunduppan...<br /><br />Vaandhi Varadhannu(VV) oruthaan irundhaan..Avan perukku yethamadiri gilma ulla pochuna podhum.. ooruke sethu vachi vaandhi eduppaan..sometimes avan vaandhi edukum podhu avanoda pancreas, gall bladder ellam veliya vandhu vizhum.. adha konjam kooda kavala padama next roundkku side dishaa vechi vayuthukkula thalluvan...<br /><br />Kadaisiya MP nu oruthan..Moonu vidhamaana kudi kaarargalin kalavai.. saadharnamaave avan three muchaa pesuvaan..avan pesuradha mathavanga gavanikiraangalanu avanuku kavala illa..aana avanoda kadamaiya correcta pesi pesi kaapathuvaan..avanukku saraku ulla pochunna podhum.. three much..thirty three mucha viswaroobam edukkum.. pesumbodhu comma,semi colon, full stop yedhuvume irukaadhu...idhula philosophy vera mix pannuvaan.. thathuva mazhai pozhiyum..Lifela eppadi vaazhanumnu aarambichi...Israel Palestine prachanai touch panni... Asin kaala aani yeridichinnu news cover panni..kadaisiya global warmingoda advantages solli mudippaan.. ellam mudichavudane.. thembi thembi..vimbi vimbi azha aarambichiduvaan... avan vekura opparikku Theni Kunjramma salaam adichittu ponaanga..<br /><br />Ivangaloda THANNI thanmaiya nenaichi naan romba peruma paduren..<br /></div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34604510.post-68507371858041962462006-12-13T13:50:00.000+05:302006-12-13T18:16:54.556+05:30<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >License to Kill<br /></span><br />Learner's license expire aagi oru varusham appram thaan driving licensekku apply pannen.. adhu apply panradhukulla ennoda TVS Champla license illama pala thadava kappam katti iruken..Avaru kitta poi Kappam katta "Nee enna Mamana Machana?" appadinu kekka mudiyaadhu.. yenna kappam katta poradhu Mama kittadhaan...<br /><br />Year: 2001<br />Date: Suthama Nyabagam illa<br />Venue: Kancheepuram RTO<br /><br /><br />Naanum ennoda friend Arjunum anga poyirundhom..form ellam kuduthuttu..(katta vendiya gilma ellam kattittu).. Inspector varuvaaru wait pannunganu sonaanga...veliya wait pannikittu irundhom...Appo Arjun summa illama veliya mixture murukku ellam packet pottu vithukittu irundhadha vaangittu vandhu en kitta kuduthaan.. naan udane indha madiri roadla vikkuradha ellam vaanga koodadhunu solli avan kitta andha packeta kaatinen.. adhula "Expiry date: 3 months from the time of mfg" appadinu pottu irundhuchi.. "dey..andha expiry date productkku illa.. adha Saapduravangaluku" nu solli puriya vechen...(Adade.. ennoda blogla kooda message ellam solrene!!!)<br /><br />Appram Inspectorum vandhaaru.. Inspectorna cinemala vara madiri Meesaikku naduvula konjoondu moonju vechi, "Thoppa varum munne..avar uruvam varum pinne" range kku oruthara expect panni ninna ennaku gaja buja shock.. Kaadhu nondura Johnsons budsku safari suit potta madiri oruthar vandhaar...avar kitte varum bodhu peru moochu viduradhukke bayama irundhuchi..Mothathula Coat Standla maati vechi irundha safari suit thaane ezhundhu vandha madiri irundhaar...<br /><br />Avar nera ennakku munnadi vandhirundhavangala kitta ponaar..Oru ponnu two wheeler license kaaga vandhirundha.. Ava kitta poi.. 8 poda solvaarnu paatha Q poda sonaar.. enga ellarukum aacharyam.. appram visarichi paatha.. Avar recommendationla velaikku sendhaar..Avaru ippodhaan ABCD kathukurarnu theriya vandhudhu.. Oru oruthar kitta ovoru alphabet pottu kaata solli kathukurar... Adhukku andha ponnum kavala padama oru maaperum Q onnu pottu kaatina.. adhu early morning ration kadaiku veliya nikura Q oda perusa irundhuchi...avarukkum adhu pidichi pochu.. license granted..<br /><br />Naan four wheeler licensekaaga apply panni irundhen.. ennoda turn varum bodhu andha inspector en kitta oru Jeepla S poda sonnar.. Andha Jeepla eri ukkandhen.. Appram thedi thedi paakuren accelerator kaanom... Glove box open panni paathen.. hand brake pakathula paathen.. hmmm..hmm... kedaikave illa.. Andha Inspector vandhu pakathula ukkandhu. "Indha vandikku accelerator kedaiyaadhu.. Clutch amukina vandi nikkum..clutch release panna vandi move aagum" nu oru Pudhu pazha mozhi sonnaar.. appramthaan therinjidhu adhu Jeep illa Cheap...S pottu kaatinen.. Avarum ennoda licensekku YES sonaar....<br /></div>Praveen Kumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04028937733589960828noreply@blogger.com3