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       'Oh God No!!! Not me please. What did I do to deserve this? What misery!". Twenty year old Leah thought for herself. She took a small sharp edged wood splinter hidden under her louse ridden blanket and pierced her long scaly finger. Nothing came out at her first and second try, and then she tried harder. This time a tiny amount of blood oozed out of her finger. She pressed her finger harder so the blood could come out in a gush. She applied the blood in her lips and her bonny face, so it look lovely and fresh. The German soldier barked out at the inmates, "Any one here sick? Any dead bodies?". No one moved. The soldier came to everyone's sleeping barracks, looked at the haggard faces and picked up a few of them who looked particularly ill. He reached Leah's bed, glanced towards her once, and moved on to other beds. The chosen ones are marched outside the barracks, and then no one heard of them ever.       The year was 1937. The 15 year old Leah, with h

Its been five years, I had been in Bangalore and in my current organization I work for. Things have changed so much so that Bangalore doesn't seem to be the good old 'Rustic Bangalore'. Water problems, Electricity problems, Commutation & Traffic problems, Sewage and Garbage disposal problems, problems, problems everywhere... Buildings popping up in all directions, Builders exploiting every piece of land available and Industries polluting or ending the once clean lakes around. Four hours of traffic commutation every day just to travel a 8 to 10 KM on road is just too much to ask. The Metro line program they had planned so far is such a BS piece of work that it benefit no one. And under construction Metro lines are still under construction, even after 5 years of its inception. There's no proper system laid on disposal of Garbage waste, and people dump their wastes on public road sides everywhere. BBMP have no idea on what to do with the garbage they collect and they

Time...the only entity of the universe that is constantly changing.  Remember when you were a child, playing in your mother's lap and your father content on seeing the ruckus? You grew up a little further, started going to a school; the first day in the school, when you saw your father leaving you behind in an unknown place, and the fear it created in your small heart. And suddenly the tears started flooding through your tiny eyes, and from nowhere small hands, as small as yours grabbed your shirt. Remember, that was the first friendship you had made in the world you had stepped into? Remember all those joys and jumps on the subsequent days when you met your newly made friend at school like every day? Remember the anxiety and sadness when this friend was absent from the class because of a flue?   You grew up a little further, and you started waiting eagerly for the summer vacations in the school. Remember the long journey in the trains, to meet your grandparents who were

Jeez, what a Lovely song this is...  The song has the voice of the female lead of the movie (Andrea Jeremiah). The other appreciable character in the movie is Fahad... This guy has come a very long long way: From this to now... A must watch for all the people out there in love...You will relate something or the other with the protagonists.

I really really wanted to be updating this blog every two or three days - This is my New Year resolution. Hopefully I will keep up this one. Writing on this blog after so many days (months, year?) felt like being guilty of neglecting something I really loved to do. Or rather neglecting a family member to whom I have not contacted for so long. I had recently (over one year now!) developed interest in Photography, and with proper guidance and knowledge from some of the "gurus" of Infosys Photography club (apparently the only thing happened to me for good while I am in Trivandrum Infosys), had got my first assignment for the Photography of an event for the irupathi-yettu of a friend's kid. The crowd was awesome, cooperating and nice! I know it will not be always like this, but I am satisfied that the start was as good as I was expecting. Lucky to be part of the show!!! Here is one of the photograph of the event: Anwita Kutty :-)  The Album has been created and

Bygone Year 2011!!! One whole year in this lovely place called Kerala, “God’s own Country” {Called partially because the prices of commodities and stuff makes you think of God and partially because of the snake men (and women) you find everywhere on the roads, especially after 5 PM , when the strength of the almighty blisses through them!}. Since I had not been in touch with my blog for long , have a lots to say about the past happenings around me: Foremost, finally, I got a wifey (and a dear one in that ;-)), completed 1 full years and some more in Trinfy (Trivandrum Infosys is called Trinfy), got the project I was working abandoned (Not my contribution in whole though!), met with two accidents just for fun (More on this later), changed my sleeping routine from 8 hours to 12 hours a day, visible pot belly appearing now-and-then (It’s a mystery on where it goes off sometimes ;-) ) so on and so forth… So, anyways, how was the year 2011 for you guys? 2011, was an y

Nice to see that my blog's content has been doing some rounds in Corporate EMail Forwards... :-) The most famous being Yellow Kurta and I never take a risk . Hopefully people who copies the content from here can give me a small credit in their mails; the content is anyways copyrighted under Creative Commons License. Thanks to a special friend who forwarded and pointed me out the mails...

For the past one month, I am in Istanbul; the cultural capital of Europe. Nice weather, nice people and nice places to visit. Don't expect anything for shopping though - except Turkish delights and Evil Eyes. And don't expect people to understand whatever you ‘blabber’ (Yes, that's the word which comes in your mind when you talk to those guys!)   One of my colleague had a severe lower back pain, on a Saturday morning. We were working, and I thought of going to the office in a relaxed mood by 10 AM. I was about to step down to my Taxi, when the phone bell rang... 'Hello Vipin, this is X; Hey I need your help. Can you please take Mr. Y to the hospital. He has severe back pain and I think he needs some medical help". I went up to this guy's room and he really was writhing with pain... So I tucked in some money (Fortunately or unfortunately, since I had converted the Traveler's cheque to Turkish Lira for some shopping on Sunday) and went with Mr. Y on the same

“Did you hear that voice?”, Anjana asked him. “What voice?”, he asked, paying more attention to the direction in which she was directing to. “That soft raga, flowing out of somewhere…As if, as if It is coming just to tell me something...the way the sound flew from… As if its saying to go and meet the originator of the sound…” She replied with a soft exultation on her voice. “You have gone crazy!”, he pulled out of the room in anger and shut the door close.  She was still listening to the voice, flowing through the window, reaching her ears. And she almost stood there for about half an hour… The place, is where she was brought up; where she had ended up all his childhood and his teenage dreams. Place where she had confronted her first love. The place where she played Sitolia (Seven stones) with her childhood friends; The place around the pond where she and her friends used to sit for hours on end chatting and gossiping about the latest TV serials happened to see the nigh

"You see the aunt there, she is my second maasi (Mom's Sister). She has a kid, now in 8th grade." She told pointing to a woman in the group of people standing.  "Wow! she looks too young da.". He replied, looking at her Aunt.  "Yeah, she is just 32. She married at the age of 23".  "Well, 23 is not a bad age for marriage, no?" He said with a twinkle in his eyes. "You are also 23 now gorgeous".  "Ha ha...Yeah! Well, can we get married...say Now?" "Yeah, why not...So we shall go to the church first, since you are a Christian...It doesn't matter much, but still the lady beau is preferred first...right?" "Hmmm...Chalo then, we will go to the church first".  And together they went to the church near by, hand in hand.  "I want to see you in the white bridal dress... Please... you will look gorgeous in this" "Hmm... let me see...Ok wait here, I will wear this and come"  And ther

I am inspired by the Dell Support guys...My Dell Inspiron Mini had broke some days before and it was not booting up. While booting, it stops with continuous beeps. I logged a support case with Dell, and since it is under warranty, all the proceeding of the support went well...They replaced the Keyboard of the Mini, and it's working fine now and this blog is written with the same keyboard tucked in today into my Mini Netbook... Usually I go to office with my room mate, but sometimes, like mostly on Monday mornings or on days when my roomy goes out of town, I will go by the public transport in Trivandrum. So during one of this travel, I was standing in the bus stand of the IT Hub in Trivandrum, when an harsh voice from behind came into my ears, "Saare valathum tharane...randu divasam aayi enthengilum kazhichittu"... I turned around, and saw a woman, probably in her late 30s, with an unusually malnutritioned kid in her hips. I could count the number of bones protruding out

Writing after so long...Need to follow up on this writing every week. Time is a constraint for me now, but you have to snatch the time from time dude!!! Something special happening with me? Yeah, been to Istanbul (Turkey) for a month... The place is awesome, but all the awesomeness went in vain due to the burden of work. Out of the 4 weeks I was there, I was able to roam around the Old city of Istanbul only once. But anyways, as is always the case, every bad experience follows up with a good one, and I too have the same experience. Got many new friends from the other parts of the Country (Pune, Hyderabad, Chennai and Chandigarh!!!) Hopefully we will meet up some times while in India... :-) Istanbul is called the Cultural Capital of Europe, and truly so...One thing which amused me there is the Bosphorus bridge, which cuts through the center of the City. One half of the city is in Asia and the other half is in Europe. Before reaching the city, I thought that it would be like all the

Kadhale thedi poga mudiyathu...Athu nelaikkathu...Athuva nadakkanum...Nammale pottu thaakkanum...Thala keela pottu thirupanum...Epavume kuuda irukanum... Athan true love...Athu enaku nadanthathu.. Ennai adichathu antha kadhal... Yes, I am in Love!!! Again...

Yipeeee... I have won 84 'Lahks' from India Government for me to use it judiciously and to employ others. "The Ministry of work" has also approved it... NB: Before reaching to any conclusion, please read the header of the mail in red from GMail.

Guy: Hello...Good Morning. Girl: Very GM Guy: How are you doing today? Girl: I am fine. What about you? Guy: Me fine too...Thanks. Guy: So started your work? Girl (after a pause): Yeah...Have lots of work assigned to me. Have to complete it today. You don't have any work it seems. Guy: I do have lots of work too, but I chat in between...Multitasking you know. Girl: Ohooo... :-) Guy: By the way, where are you working? Girl: I work in PQRS India. I think I had told you this before. Guy: ha ha ha Girl: What? Why laughing? Guy: You haven't told this before. I laughed becoz I am also in the same company as you are. Girl: :-) Guy: So which Facility are you in? Girl: The Whitefield one. Guy: Really? Which Tower? Girl: Tower A Guy: he he...Which Floor? Girl: 7th Floor... Guy: (Now in amazement and thrilled): Which Bay? Girl: Bay-3 Guy: Heck...You sit on the same bay where I am sitting. (Looking around...) Where are you? Girl: Turn around... Guy turns around... (A broad

So guys, how are you all doing? Hope everyone is good and in their pink of their health… :-) I hadn't updated my blog for nearly 7 months...Wow! Now that's a lot of time. It's not because I didn't have the creative juices flowing, but because so many things happened in my life in those 7 months, that I couldn't make out the difference between being busy or being free... :-) Let me start (or rather restart) the blog with a Bangalore experience...I lost my reindeer of the snow!!! I lost my Raavan's Pushpaka Vimana!!! Some Mareech had stolen it...Ok Ok, I wanted to say that some one had stolen my bike from my residence. The instant question you might have is didn't I locked it? Of course, I had locked it! But the crooks are lot more sophisticated these days, you know? The place where I usually parked my bike is closed from one end, and the other end is a small passage from where a small bike can narrowly pass through. Still the felons had taken it from there..

Huhhh....I am back guys. With lots of new News happening around me. Sorry for the 6 months of sudden disappearance in Exile. Keep tuned into the site for updates shortly... I see some faces lightning up. Thank you guys. Keep it lightened... :-)

Uhhh...Writing after many days...Went to kerala, for, well....so many things. It's our new home's House warming and by God's grace, my sister also got engaged and both of these important event happened on the same day, one after the other. It was like the House warming ceremony was from 8:30 AM to 9:30 AM and the Engagement ceremony (Ring exchange) was from 9:30 to 10:30 AM. Both of these events happened at the new house, and we arranged a common lunch for the guests for the events... Got lots of gifts (mostly crockeries!) for the House warming; it took me more than 1 hour to unpack all the things... ;-) Here is a photograph of the Sanctum room of the house before the ceremony. It's now full with lots of photos, and hanging lamps which is not shown here... And here is my cousin brother's creativity ....He named the title of the photograph "Aadu thoma" (All mallus invariably knows who this is right? ;-) ) He made me stand like that wearing a Lungi....ughhhh

How true is this fact - There are two types of people: Radiators and Drains. I remember reading it somewhere and experiencing it now and then... Radiators are people who fill you up with Energy...You feel happy when you are with them, you feel happy when you see them. You feel good talking to them. They leave you feeling good about yourself and whenever you try thinking about them, you look forward like meeting them next. They are fun to be with, full of life and always positive. Ofcourse they need not be your close friends. Like an example, In my work place, there used to sit a lady some 2/3 cubicles away. She always started her telephonic conversations regarding her work to, I suppose, her superior, in an easy tone, always giggling in between and loud. Whenever I heard that voice, I felt a new energy has been supplemented in me. I have never seen or met this lady, but still her voice made me feel good. She had, I think, moved on to a new cubicle and I still miss her morning convers

God! Seems like I will have a tough time handling the dhoti ("Mundd" as it is called in Malayalam) in the coming times ahead... :-P Everything is fine until the knot of the Mundd loosens up... :-D I still remember, once when I was in Kerala and went to buy something, and the damned shirt didn't had pockets. The Mundd will have a little loose space at its end where usually people keep stuffs like money. So I did the same thing, and on reaching the store, I did an MJ finding it tough to find the money where I had placed it...Damn it! I opened it completely and there comes the currency notes, down my legs.... :-P Needless to say, the shopkeeper was hysteric with laughter... Uhhhh, how do people manage it while walking, sitting and sleeping?