<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025</id><updated>2011-11-04T15:46:14.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muralidheran Srinivasan</title><subtitle type='html'>Middle age is when work is a lot less fun &amp; fun is a lot more work</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-8922089903527044188</id><published>2011-10-06T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T02:08:42.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning the death of Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Steve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I do not know you, I have not met you, I have not worked with you yet your death is a personal loss. Not just for me but for the millions who are staying hungry and staying foolish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You have left us with your creation that can fit in our palms, in our pockets and in fact in our ears .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You fore saw and revolutionized the way that music is heard around the world. I never got close to music before I used iPod. You revolutionized the word Innovation to make a great sense and you revolutionized the way people think and act and they started to like what they did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You will be deeply mourned and missed and you can never be forgotten. Your 3 stories of your life would echo in many of generation next schools and colleges as a true example of a Mentor, Leader, Inventor, Innovator, Visionary, so on and so forth. We will miss you Steve :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftdBHOi0UTg/To1vaLgXUJI/AAAAAAAANqg/VLrZx-2UhT8/s400/Steve.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660302802230399122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PS : I wanted to updated my blog but I have never thought I would update for this reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-8922089903527044188?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8922089903527044188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8922089903527044188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2011/10/mourning-death-of-jobs.html' title='Mourning the death of Jobs'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftdBHOi0UTg/To1vaLgXUJI/AAAAAAAANqg/VLrZx-2UhT8/s72-c/Steve.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-4461187982281702020</id><published>2009-05-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:47:00.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chennai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What makes Chennai a different city from all major cities in India?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..well Beaches, naaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..well Food, nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..well People, no different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..well then, Economy and the Government, could say yet not the right answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TO admit, lots of people feel, what exactly make Chennai different from all other cities is the CLIMATE....Why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because, there are only 3 different climatic types, unlike other cities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Viz., Hot..HOTTER and the HOTTEST ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-4461187982281702020?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4461187982281702020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4461187982281702020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/05/chennai.html' title='Chennai'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-8920900541281272878</id><published>2009-05-13T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:34:41.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting vis SMS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.reuters.com/india/2009/04/14/voting-via-sms-in-the-election-reality-or-fantasy/?rpc=60"&gt;http://blogs.reuters.com/india/2009/04/14/voting-via-sms-in-the-election-reality-or-fantasy/?rpc=60&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Indeed a good idea, with proper authorization of voters identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I voted today at Chennai and I wonder, if a complex Poll method can be digitalized, why could not the Government digitalizes the Voters Candidate checklist? At present, there is a member of EC checks for the voter (for identity and stuff) with a bundle of paper. If it is digitalized, it is very easy to find out the voter, who is mapped to that constitution and also can reduce the human error by a good percentage.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, there should be proper training given to EC member and well, I believe it is possible. Considering the IT boom in India. I assume most of the literate people in India knows how to operate a computer, if not it will not be a rocket mechanism to learn it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-8920900541281272878?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/8920900541281272878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=8920900541281272878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8920900541281272878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8920900541281272878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/05/voting-vis-sms.html' title='Voting vis SMS.'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-6458691987355382976</id><published>2009-05-02T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:24:18.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does that girl giggle?</title><content type='html'>Why does that girl giggle?&lt;br /&gt;Why does that girl giggle?&lt;br /&gt;does she spot a funny fiddle&lt;br /&gt;or a paradox in a lost riddle?&lt;br /&gt;does she watch the movie Stuart Little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she take a trip to the ghetto on her getz?&lt;br /&gt;does she see the illusion of the ignorance and hate -&lt;br /&gt;after their wine glass was made empty to fill their mind with ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;does she hear a stupid opinion??  Is it to hide her hidden shame &lt;br /&gt;or to play a foolish game, for her own intentionally seductive charming,&lt;br /&gt;or Does she spot another Girl Giggled and wondered why that Girl Giggled ? !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... okay now ! I am back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-6458691987355382976?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/6458691987355382976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=6458691987355382976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/6458691987355382976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/6458691987355382976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-does-that-girl-giggled.html' title='Why does that girl giggle?'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-8324116187713782935</id><published>2009-03-03T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:39:48.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World War II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc64.deviantart.com/fs22/f/2008/002/0/1/World_War_Two__Simple_Version_by_AngusMcLeod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 1277px;" src="http://fc64.deviantart.com/fs22/f/2008/002/0/1/World_War_Two__Simple_Version_by_AngusMcLeod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;This too cool. Must watch and read .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-8324116187713782935?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/8324116187713782935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=8324116187713782935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8324116187713782935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/8324116187713782935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/03/world-war-ii.html' title='World War II'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-4304490045443647404</id><published>2009-01-18T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:55:55.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The two Music Legends : ARR &amp; IR</title><content type='html'>Small bit of conversation between me and my cousin over this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Please listen to Nan Kadavul songs from IR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:Have listen to nan kadavul ..i believe may be these songs suits for the visuals in the movie..to listen it was like..hmmm..not an entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: mmm..my humble point is those songs are not for entertainment..it conveys the mood of the film..the nature of the characters involved..i think u r one among the many who like IR's compositions but r not used to his typical style..may b these songs will be appreciated after 15-20 years, as we praise his 80's and 90's songs now..fine..lets c how d songs sound with the visuals..not to mention about BgMs!!&lt;br /&gt;- A typical IR fan kinda reply..isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: very true indeed!! I do agree..The contemporary music would get realised in a bad time for IR ! By that time, there would be a conflict of calling it is a Contemporary !! Thats IR for us.. As I said, These song would always goes with the Film Visuals, I cant put in my ipod or walkman and feel the music unless I feel the song with the exact flavor I aint answering like a FAN but as an admirer of music itself. There are songs from ARR as well which would go only with the visuals ! wat say u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : well..i have many points to say but then, it will turn out to be a same old debate..lemme tel u few points atleast..ARR is getting too much hype for his very normal compositions whereas some of the brilliant compositions of IR were not even recognized..d reason for this is very much related to whatevr u quoted as "contemporary" music..people restrict themselves listening to some useless compositions by the recent MDs to showcase themselves as "contemporary" music listeners, so people like me who often listen to IRs compositions(even if it is a new album) were looked like someone who is doing a CRIME..of course i don care about them, bcos i feel those are the ones who are missing a heaven in earth..one perfect instance is, 90% of tamil listeners who praise.. "Pray for me brother" won't appreciate "Thiruvasagam" .. "Kannathil muthamittal"  BGMs won't appreciate "Hey Ram" BGMs.."Aayutha ezhuthu" songs won't appreciate "Virumandi" songs..my question is, if people were unable to appreciate IRs recent achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: ARR is getting too much hype - To be honest with you: ARRs "Jai Ho" Sdog Mill. Is not his own the bestest song but then, its not the HYpE it has taken him to this level, Its the film production crew and director. If the same movie directed by a Indian music director this would have been a diff scenario.Also, the reason for ARRs music getting very easy recognition is that, he utilises the crew who ever availalbe in that country along with his own musicians from India. This helps a lot bcos this is globalisation of Indian music and recognition as well. Also, I need to tell something here, why IR is not flexible in his own composition. He is fixed with his own style of creation. Whichever he used to do. The word contemporary bit related to " Kaalathirku Aethathupol" ..when society turns to right .current MD is givng what audience see it on their RIGHT. It should be like that..If you just play the music which tells the other side...its like a music gone unnoticed. No point in worrying about it.&lt;div&gt;Virumandi did not go unnoticed! There are people who will fall for UNNAVIDA song.Its a classic! Sametime, I do not listen all the tracks from Virumandi ..I dont want to listen to oppari songs from my IPOD. It dwells good with the film but cant take it for soothing my ears. THIRUVASAGAM,Blame the soceity..honeslty tell me: how many from SVCE from ur batch belongs to Chennai Who know to speak thamizh? Its just a way similar to that. Language plays a&lt;br /&gt;vital role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:my question is, if people were unable to appreciate IRs recent achievements, how they are going to realize that he has achieved a lot when he released "How to Name it" and "Nothing but Wind"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:People who realising the fact are almost music lovers and knows about the music technically ..and for that IR would get accolades.The people who did not know that IR got accolades for the music which they were not appreciating, some among them might start realising that there is a magic in it, for others are considered to be just a come and go audience, which we can least bother about. Precisely, Late realisation accolades are termed as "Life Time Achievement Award" thats my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;Also, dont forget, ARR's album, ROJA had came into Time Magazines top 10 sound tracks after how many years?? just a comparison..this makes us proud as well.&lt;br /&gt;For the work u do in June u get the appraisal only on a year end or the half year end ..not at the same moment, So its just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:i am feeling proud indeed for ARR's global recognition..but there is one more genius whom ARR himself quoted as "Living Genius" who is not globally recognized, given the fact that he is at least equally talented as ARR (rather than mentioning more talented than ARR which you don't accept, i guess)..ROJA got mentioned in Time..good..happy..very happy..but why not ANJALI or HEYRAM..!!U recognize a artist in his peak, u will get more wonders from him..think of a situation where ARR was not at all recognized outside TN..i am afraid, world music wud have lost another genius, not to mention whom dey have already lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:very very honest..OUTSIDE TN ..For a Music Directory to get recognoised in INDia..I would tell u ..He/she must have given notable performance in Hindi!!ITs not mandatory but its the fact..How many people know Thamizh outside TN . Thamizh is a difficult lang..and u might have seen the people above south india telling.."I dont understand anything"  so why would I listen to this song. That's very true...Will u listen every other very good songs that released in Hindi .. honestly I do not..Cos I dont understand the lyrics. If IR just give his more creation in Hindi and other languages that outside south India..I am sure that he would be very close to get a huge global recognition. You might argue a music lover would have no lang barriers..i do agree..but not always!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well HEY RAM Recgonised world wide for the music as well. I am not sure that u know the fact or not : "The songs in the movie were composed by Ilaiyaraaja,which were highly acclaimed and ahead of times. Songs composed by another music director we..." refer to IRs wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Do u know ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is being considered for the "Guinness Book of World Records" for having composed the songs for maximum number of films (above 800 films in all languages) and for having the highest number of full-album hits (ie., all songs in a film are rated as No.1 on the charts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: s..i am very well aware of dese records..also he is the first Asian(rather, only Asian if i am not wrong) to conduct music for Royal Phil Harmonic orchestra, London..he has got Gold medal from Trinity college of London for Bass guitar(even b4 he entered into cine industry)..but these accolades gets nullified, when one guy say "Ilayaraja ku rahman maari western music poda theriyathu".."he uses only tabla, violins and flute"..al dese crap comments were really disgusting.. i agree..IR has given very few notable films in hindi..but what can he do when dose fellows doesn't know to appreciate his music..surprisingly, i have a friend in my office..a north indian fellow..once i was listening to Cheeni kum's theme music in my i-pod..on noticing it, he said on listening to that piece for the first time, he was moved and on seeing it with the film, he literally cried..finally he said they were unlucky to miss IR music.. while a north indian cherishes IRs music, our own tamil people don do that..fine..i don't want dese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:U know?! Tamil audience might not appreciate Cheeni Kum , bcos their equivalent thamizh songs are classic! A north indian appreciated it..its obvious new variety..and u know one north Indian..i know many north indian appreciated it..even i have had seen ppl having the theme song of cheeni kum as their mobile ringtone. There are always people who compare Kamalku rajini mathir style kadayathu - Rajini fans.Kamal Fans: Kamal mathiri versatile ah Rajini panna mudiyathu . My opinion both arguments are crap! WHtever u heard from those ppl about the western music...thats a crap ofcourse. even u said its a crap..why u wanna argue on that! ask em to tell what style of music is punnagai mannan's theme song? aint it westernized long long time back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:regarding our discussion about "contemporary" music..IR don have necessity to compose "Kaalathirkku aetrarpol"..he compose only according to the situations given to him..i bet, IR could have given a different dimension to all maniratnam's movie after ROJA(not to take any credit from ARR), but i doubt whtr ARR cud have composed better than IR for all maniratnam's movie b4 Roja..just think of mouna raagam, ithayathai thirudathey, nayagan, thalapathi, agni&lt;br /&gt;natchathiram, anjali..impossible.. leave out maniratnam..think of bharathiraja, balu mahendra, mahendran(johnny, uthiri poookal, mullum malarum), fazil..last but not least, kamal.. not to blame ARR, but he is clearly lacking consistency..i doubt his quality of music, if he would had been in a situation to compose music for these legends, at the same time composing music for some crap directors of that time(even dose songs turned out to be a hit)!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:I cant argue on that. Its again ARR or IR whos the best...i say they are best in their own skills! We are talking about the recognition, the cause of why there is a lack of recognition for IRs music when compared the ARRs ..I would say one major point as language barrier. People I know who are not a thamizhian would like to ARRs creation in Hindi not in Thamizh. They dont understand the lyrics ..they argue I dont want to listen to an instrumental (for em listening to a song unaware of the meaning for the song is an instrumental) u cant blame them as well.&lt;br /&gt;Also, When you talk about these legends,well ARR was very much alive when these legends were actively making their film and they just approached IR. i know that time, they are just like the horse with the blinders...see only IR. You can also argue that time why did ARR get the recognition very late despite of his excellent jingles for the AD industry. Its all about the time. It happens to every celebrity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to blame ARR, but he is clearly lacking consistency..i doubt his quality of music - I cant argue. We are clearly not qualified to discuss on the quality of music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argument would continue soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-4304490045443647404?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/4304490045443647404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=4304490045443647404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4304490045443647404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4304490045443647404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-music-legends-arr-ir.html' title='The two Music Legends : ARR &amp; IR'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-3936120264137006270</id><published>2009-01-14T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:43:47.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story : I am an Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SW4ojYAPvuI/AAAAAAAAHl0/NtGchE1_2Zg/s1600-h/Idiot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SW4ojYAPvuI/AAAAAAAAHl0/NtGchE1_2Zg/s400/Idiot.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291211200410926818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-3936120264137006270?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/3936120264137006270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=3936120264137006270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3936120264137006270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3936120264137006270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2009/01/story-i-am-idiot.html' title='Story : I am an Idiot'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SW4ojYAPvuI/AAAAAAAAHl0/NtGchE1_2Zg/s72-c/Idiot.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-3376696704528453206</id><published>2008-11-21T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:25:48.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, yeah, this was a crazy day !! Got post lunch slump very soon than expected. Water, coffee and chewing gum could not help in beating the slump. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I checked for mails in google like ten times in a minute....Snap! cant even bug friends online because they had already got into deep slump..Different Time Zone you see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now back again, logged in Orkut. No new scraps and no new show off updates of others to laugh as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Opened my scrap book and clicked on LAST , which actually took me back to Aug 2005,my first scrap  (after some deletion) in my current profile . I scrolled in futureslowly, about 30 scraps per page ..was  just thinking how vetti (jobless) those days had been. Crap crap and more crap, just all day online, on every other cyber communication thingy. orkut was big time time pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I scrolled in around 6000 scraps, which was very nice and quite refreshing as well. Different moods of vettines and different people of different vettiness....nothing to explain more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I used just orkut, reminiscing all afternoon .Sob! Those are the days...I know, I hear murmers..Gone are the days! True indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-3376696704528453206?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/3376696704528453206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=3376696704528453206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3376696704528453206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3376696704528453206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-259975056862935782</id><published>2008-08-12T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:07:19.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America for dummies !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Marc Faber&lt;/span&gt; concluded his monthly bulletin (June  2008) with the following:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;"'The federal government is sending each of us a  $600 rebate. If we spend that money at Wal-Mart, the money goes to China. If we  spend it on gasoline it goes to the Arabs. If we buy a computer it will go to  India.&lt;br /&gt;If we purchase fruit and vegetables it will go to Mexico, Honduras and  Guatemala. If we purchase a good car it will go to Germany. If we purchase  useless crap it will go to Taiwan and none of it will help the American economy.  The only way to keep that money here at home is to spend it on prostitutes and  beer, since these are the only products still produced in US. I've been doing my  part."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-259975056862935782?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/259975056862935782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=259975056862935782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/259975056862935782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/259975056862935782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2008/08/america-for-dummies.html' title='America for dummies !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-3065930853182628348</id><published>2008-06-29T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:37:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omaha - An introduction in detail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On 27th June '08, this morning Omaha was pumped up with the spirit of summer arts festival. The carnival scheduled to begin with the music bands tuning up their talents for the people. The stalls were just appeared overnight to combine the music taste with artifacts and antiques. Omaha once said to be the birth place and kingdom of red-Indians. So, Omaha was so special in its own native way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day, we had found another reason why people give a shocking face when one say that he is from Omaha, Nebraska. Continuing the spirit of art's festival in downtown, we were just alighting from the local transport (bus) to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited with spirit of the art carnival and one main reason could be that we could see some crowd in Omaha at last. It was a good morning sun shine and people seemed to be restless with all the excitements in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music band would be starting their performance from 12 noon, so that they could add up some spice to this tame American lunch. Also, it was on a Friday we had planned to celebrate the carnival in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was struck with one normal UNIX scripting, My3 had invited for the B'day treat. It was a pleasure reason to break free from UNIX window. The music blaze was already kicked of and full excitement was tuned up waiting more, more and even more. Amidst the excitement, we had finished our lunch and just had a glimpse of all stalls. Downtown Omaha seemed very different unlike usual people walking around even the weather god favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures of the stall and the crowd and got back to work. Lousy work and somehow the clock went passed 4:30. As we decided to start back home after enjoying the carnival, a warning message popped up from Weather.com saying that a heave thunderstorm and hail-storms expected in our region. As it said, black clouds were swirling up, at the same time warning was issued to keep off from heavy winds up to 90 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a safety measure, we had moved to first floor. The glasses on the building fluttered wildly. The huge tent which was erected as a cafeteria section for the carnival was blown away in a fraction of a second. I saw this happening just in front of my eyes. The only effect of a wind that I have had seen in my life ever. It was terrible and a bit scary as well even we were inside the building. We would never predict the impact of the nature calamity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just could not believe the site, that too in a very happening day in Omaha. After a few minutes of thumping sounds of hail, rain had stopped and we had moved to our desk. The view of the carnival was terrible, all tents were totally blown away and things are scattered on the road. All these happened in a minute or two. No-one expected the site in the morning and calamity of Omaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tornados come and go which actually said to be disastrous, I had seen the effect of passing tornado this day. All Omaha experienced the speedy wind and the impacts are so obvious to see on the trees and electricity. Power broke down in my apartment for two complete days and believe it or not, there is no life in US without electricity. One can do nothing without electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was adventurous in one side but then the damage caused by these storms was un-imaginable. It has been just couple of months in Omaha; I have already seen tornadoes, thunder and hail storms and flash floods. This place is just blessed with everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGhRlkSgjuI/AAAAAAAADdk/F8-W7bj0_uw/s1600-h/DSC02395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217509874147036898" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGhRlkSgjuI/AAAAAAAADdk/F8-W7bj0_uw/s320/DSC02395.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217743183688580850" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGklx-D5PvI/AAAAAAAADd0/I0AO1NZUw5M/s320/DSC02400.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGhRlkSgjuI/AAAAAAAADdk/F8-W7bj0_uw/s1600-h/DSC02395.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217743210399823810" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGklzhkWd8I/AAAAAAAADeE/qkgsRBklZ60/s320/DSC02418.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217743188645353506" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGklyQhrmCI/AAAAAAAADd8/F_bhFTulOKc/s320/DSC02413.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOtrxsh1I/AAAAAAAADeM/svXaTNZqEnk/s1600-h/Omaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069665014384466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOtrxsh1I/AAAAAAAADeM/svXaTNZqEnk/s320/Omaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOt_kGfrI/AAAAAAAADeU/ULuFjY6l-Ss/s1600-h/Omaha2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069670326075058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOt_kGfrI/AAAAAAAADeU/ULuFjY6l-Ss/s320/Omaha2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOuIjgUDI/AAAAAAAADec/XYVnnZZhSmM/s1600-h/Omaha3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069672739491890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOuIjgUDI/AAAAAAAADec/XYVnnZZhSmM/s320/Omaha3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOuZ22NjI/AAAAAAAADek/PZCEg3ArWm4/s1600-h/Omaha4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069677384021554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOuZ22NjI/AAAAAAAADek/PZCEg3ArWm4/s320/Omaha4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOutiDD4I/AAAAAAAADes/92ypu7jyqlI/s1600-h/Omaha5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218069682665492354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGpOutiDD4I/AAAAAAAADes/92ypu7jyqlI/s320/Omaha5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-3065930853182628348?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/3065930853182628348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=3065930853182628348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3065930853182628348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/3065930853182628348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2008/06/omaha-introduction-in-detail.html' title='Omaha - An introduction in detail'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/SGhRlkSgjuI/AAAAAAAADdk/F8-W7bj0_uw/s72-c/DSC02395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-1873260214520436988</id><published>2008-06-18T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:58:34.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasavatharam vs Dasavatharam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; One thing,  why people didn't get the real subtext and reason for the various roles and hence the title.&lt;br /&gt;If you knew the real dasavatharams of Lord Vishnu and their characters you can appreciate the script more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain, starting with the best adapted role:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 1. Krishna avatar - Vincent Poovaraghavan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord krishna is actually a dalit, he is dark-skinned [shyamalam]. He saved draupadi when she was being violated and he was the actual diplomat in mahabharatham. Lord krishna dies of an arrow striking his lower leg. Now look at how Vincent was introduced.. he appears when asin is about to be molested and he saves her like draupadi. Vincent is the dalit diplomat, fights for land issue [soil issue to be exact] and dies from the metal rod striking his leg. Oh even five of Vincent's men are drugged at P. Vasu's.. sounds familiar???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 2. Balarama avatar - Balarama naidu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an easy given. as the name suggests and the role personifies you can easily get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 3. Mathsya avatar - Ranagaraja nambi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nambi is thrown into water in an act of trying to save lord from being thrown into sea, though vainly. what more clue do you want? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. Varaha avatar - Krishnaveni paatti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the mukunda song, krishnaveni paatti does varaha avatar in the shadow puppetry. The frame freezes on it for a second. there is the clue. Moreover, in varaha avatar lord actually hides earth so as to protect life forms. Here too krishnaveni hides the germs - life form inside the statue so as to protect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 5. Vamana avatar - Kalifulla khan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember in vamana avatar, lord vishnu takes the vishvaroopa, that is the giant form! Hence the giant kalifulla here symbolises vamana avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 6. Parasurama avatar - Christian Fletcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasurama is actually on an angry killing spree and killed 21 generations of the particular kshatriya vamsa. Hence the real KILLER... Guess what thats what our Fletcher is! He comes around with the gun [modern upgrade for axe ] and kills everyone around. I have to check if&lt;br /&gt;he kills 21 people though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 7. Narasimha avatar - Shingen Narahashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all the name itself is a play on the words singam [means lion in tamil] and narasimha [the avatar being symbolised]. Lord Narasimha manifests himself to kill the bad guy and he also teaches prahaladha. In the movie, he shows up to kill the killer fletcher! and is also a teacher.. Lord Narasimha had to kill the asura with bare hands and hence the martial arts exponent here.. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8. Rama avatar - Avatar Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Rama stands for the one man one woman maxim, kind of symbolising true love.. Here Avatar portrays that spirit by saying that he loves his woman more than anything and wants to live for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 9. Kalki avatar - Govindaraj Ramasamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, the hero in kaliyug can be none other than the Kalki avatar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 10. Koorma avatar - Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most loose adaptation I couldn't clearly comprehend. But if you look at the real koorma avatar, the lord is the turtle/tortoise that helps in stirring the ksheera sagara and bringing out the amruth. This essentially creates war among the devas and asuras. Similarly today Bush facilitates war between you know whom... May be Kamal also indicates that this avatar is a bit dumb like the tortoise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is a masterpiece !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-1873260214520436988?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/1873260214520436988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=1873260214520436988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1873260214520436988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1873260214520436988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2008/06/dasavatharam-vs-dasavatharam.html' title='Dasavatharam vs Dasavatharam'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-4904921585811729882</id><published>2008-05-01T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T19:02:57.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fliege nach Amerika !</title><content type='html'>Eine lange Zeit seit habe ich ein Blog geschrieben.Für einen Wechsel,schreibe ich dieses Blog auf Deutsch. Entschuldigen Sie mich diese mal,schreibe ich ein Blog auf Englisch naechste mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es hat drei wochen sein, seitdem habe ich Amerika gekommen.Ich bin hier weil ich bei meinem Kundenplatz arbeite. Ich wohne mit meinen anderen Kollegen in Omaha.Omaha ist die größte Stadt des US-Bundesstaates Nebraska. Sie wurde nach dem Indianerstamm der Omaha benannt und liegt am Missouri fluß.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich habe niemals so weit gereist. Es war eine schreickliche Reise nach Amerika von Chennai.Seit haben zwei Flüge kaputt geworden und endlich,habe ich geflogen, nachdem hüpfen zwei Flüge in Mumbai.Nun also,hat der Flug 4 stunden verspätet.Ich habe endlich Chicago in der Nacht getroffen und mein Anschlussflug hat schon nach Omaha geflogen. Es war schrecklich wirklich und ich war fix und fertig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air India hat einen hotel für mich bestellt und der nächste Anschlussflug nach Omaha wird am Morgen fliegen.Ich habe in dem hotel gut geschlaffen und ich habe den Flug nach Omaha erwischt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is das, gibt es viele sehenswürdigkeiten und ich hoffe dass ich die Alle sehen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prost und Bis dann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-4904921585811729882?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/4904921585811729882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=4904921585811729882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4904921585811729882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4904921585811729882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2008/05/fliege-nach-amerika.html' title='Fliege nach Amerika !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-1623234833207738564</id><published>2007-11-14T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T05:17:38.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Diwali, Festival of lights. It was not the way it used to be before as I was in school/college. I did not know this is because of the age that yearns of extravaganza everyday or because of the relatives who gather for this beautiful day. However, I had re-gained all of those enthusiasistic diwali back for this year. There might be many reasons like no rain so crack the crackers, more people accompanied for the celebration or whatever it might be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Chennai and Bangalore had celebrated Diwali a day in advance than the other cities. I do not have a reason for that. It is a thursday the big day, gained the spirit of waking up pretty early at 4 AM. It is a tradionally recommended one should get out of bed and ready before dawn. It is like when sunlight reaches you, it could feel the freshness in you. Oil mixed with hot fried ginger applied to the head nourishes your roots and increases your Purity and knowledge(satva). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RzryuepV7fI/AAAAAAAABRQ/GU1fQ-kTd5k/s1600-h/100_5194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132681605656473074" style="WIDTH: 167px; HEIGHT: 151px" height="181" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RzryuepV7fI/AAAAAAAABRQ/GU1fQ-kTd5k/s320/100_5194.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132680020813540834" style="WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="196" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RzrxSOpV7eI/AAAAAAAABRI/MFvWbbkHjw8/s320/100_5193.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, all set before 6:30 AM and there we go, crackers all around the place and street full of papers which were spitted out from the crackers. It is all the sounds of extravaganza. However, the Tamil Nadu Pollution Control Board has banned production of crackers with noise levels of over 125 decibels, so it is very much friendly to the ears but not for the sensitive ones though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/Rzr0CepV7gI/AAAAAAAABRY/AUm9L3xl-oQ/s1600-h/100B5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132683048765484546" style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/Rzr0CepV7gI/AAAAAAAABRY/AUm9L3xl-oQ/s320/100B5210.JPG" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/Rzr0gupV7hI/AAAAAAAABRg/whu-BR6zr88/s1600-h/100B5231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132683568456527378" style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="168" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/Rzr0gupV7hI/AAAAAAAABRg/whu-BR6zr88/s320/100B5231.JPG" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Day had passed with crackers and television. Best part is yet to come. Once it is evenfall and daylight fades of, people start to firing the missiles that could eventually bring peace and serenity. I mean the fireworks, that can light up the dark with its spectacular display of the light and colour. This would be a apectacular site to watch. kids to Olds caould enjoy. This brings the joy and helps in binding relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-1623234833207738564?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/1623234833207738564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=1623234833207738564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1623234833207738564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1623234833207738564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2007/11/diwali-2007.html' title='Diwali 2007'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RzryuepV7fI/AAAAAAAABRQ/GU1fQ-kTd5k/s72-c/100_5194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-4085460067315256481</id><published>2007-05-28T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:17:06.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bheja Fry - Racking Brain</title><content type='html'>Bheja Fry is as vegetarian a comedy film can get without any double meaning innuendoes or slapstick strokes of the David Dhawan or Priyadarshan variety either. Neither does it rack your brain but stings your stomach with the hysterical laughter pangs induced throughout its runtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bheja Fry is a story of a group of affluent high society men who organize talent dinners every Friday night. And what are these talent dinners? It's a dinner where all these riches get in one such idiot of their own, who unassumingly displays his stupid talent and the group is entertained on his expense. The one who gets the most entertaining idiot wins. Ranjeet Thadani , a music company owner is in hunt of one such 'bakra' for his talent dinner. And then he stumbles upon Bharat Bhushan whom he invites home. Mr. Bharat Bhushan who considers himself as a singer looks forward to this dinner. Ranjeet wife's Sheetal detests her husband's nasty ways of deriving fun and leaves the house out of annoyance on the dinner day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to know more..??? A'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bhey jaa fry&lt;/span&gt;'day....and you would feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T.G.I.F &lt;/span&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-4085460067315256481?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/4085460067315256481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=4085460067315256481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4085460067315256481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/4085460067315256481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2007/05/bheja-fry-racking-brain.html' title='Bheja Fry - Racking Brain'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-1925006339662682389</id><published>2007-05-19T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T04:10:59.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Jam</title><content type='html'>It was one fine evening and it was yesterday. After so many attempts a get together planned through yahoo groups was successful. College buddies met at Besant nagar at 6 PM, 19th May 07. Being a Saturday most of the guys were able to make it, it was just 12 member gang though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, great Nostalgias had been shared. All pass time were at ELLIATS BHAJJI STALL on the sands of Elliot’s. Awesome 8 plates of Bhajjis played a vital role. The gang strength was just 5. As we started hogging, few other people ushered in and made a good round stool conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we started moving towards for dinner at Beach Castle. It was a cool dinner with loads of Laughter. At last around 10, it was Bid Adieu from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice feeling after a re-union and that too after a long time. Hmm, people were scattered and at least it would be great to hear about these little jam from each city if we cannot make it together at a same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RlVyjJihjoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7RW58JY3KK4/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RlVyjJihjoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7RW58JY3KK4/s320/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068082903857073794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-1925006339662682389?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/1925006339662682389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=1925006339662682389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1925006339662682389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/1925006339662682389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2007/05/college-jam.html' title='College Jam'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RlVyjJihjoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7RW58JY3KK4/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-116948338217042052</id><published>2007-01-16T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:32:13.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>West-India(n) for 3 Days !!!!</title><content type='html'>This blog is not about scenic Caribbean Islands or no way related to World Cup. A beautiful re-union which was planned couple of weeks back. A day when Saurabh called from Mumbai for a casual talk, it was initiated there. A simple re-union of all our ILP mates in Mumbai as it had been a year since we joined TCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had planned to meet in Mumbai to mark one year in TCS. So,I flew to mumbai on 12th. Mumbians planned for a trip to mahabaleshwar on the same night.The gang already created a high frequency nostalgic waves around and everyone was mesmerized about the days which we had a year back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahabaleshwar one of the few Evergreen Forests of the world, is a hill station located in the Satara District in the Western Ghats range of Maharashtra, India.Mahabaleshwar is a vast plateau measuring 150 km², bound by valleys on all sides.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAPdn0rGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aORxIPbfrvg/s1600-h/100_2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023273068772240482" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAPdn0rGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aORxIPbfrvg/s320/100_2479.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAPtn0rHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LgbGuJiTFBI/s1600-h/100_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023273073067207794" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAPtn0rHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LgbGuJiTFBI/s320/100_2520.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAQNn0rII/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Lm0Ewbyy6U/s1600-h/100_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023273081657142402" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAQNn0rII/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Lm0Ewbyy6U/s320/100_2687.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of our crew in Mahabaleshwar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCFdn0rJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XugEJYJNCh0/s1600-h/100_2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023275095996804242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCFdn0rJI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XugEJYJNCh0/s320/100_2528.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCFtn0rKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/msYs3XW-4aE/s1600-h/100_2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023275100291771554" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCFtn0rKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/msYs3XW-4aE/s320/100_2530.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCF9n0rLI/AAAAAAAAABA/y7Of5n9owjk/s1600-h/100_2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023275104586738866" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZCF9n0rLI/AAAAAAAAABA/y7Of5n9owjk/s320/100_2599.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some pictersque places which we had came across ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0Nn0rMI/AAAAAAAAABI/xeObPBOzmSo/s1600-h/100_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023278098178944194" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0Nn0rMI/AAAAAAAAABI/xeObPBOzmSo/s320/100_2620.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0dn0rNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/crghJ-K5uyU/s1600-h/100_2625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023278102473911506" style="CURSOR: hand" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0dn0rNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/crghJ-K5uyU/s320/100_2625.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0tn0rOI/AAAAAAAAABY/7eKVz0VwMxw/s1600-h/100_2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023278106768878818" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZE0tn0rOI/AAAAAAAAABY/7eKVz0VwMxw/s320/100_2626.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Set behind Shivaji's Fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-116948338217042052?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/116948338217042052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=116948338217042052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/116948338217042052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/116948338217042052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2007/01/west-indian-for-3-days.html' title='West-India(n) for 3 Days !!!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/RbZAPdn0rGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aORxIPbfrvg/s72-c/100_2479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115997641325905739</id><published>2006-10-04T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T03:59:31.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meenmutty - We went on MUTTIKAAL</title><content type='html'>Forgetting breakfast,lunch after an exotic waterfall,We have had relished with fruit juices near sentinal rock and we left there to Meenmutty falls.Jaffer said the falls would be very dangerous and almost all people return back breaking the journey."We doesn't bother about any word,we'd planned and we are going" requsted Jaffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached there, we saw people returning back from falls.We started to follow the path according to another cab drivers words since Jaffer had his first visit to wayanad.It wa very quite place with well fixed stony path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached small tea shop,a family who were tired after the route to the falls.They explained the route and mind you that family warned to take a guide with us because the path would be a misery.Apperently we didn't listen to their words and ya,that family returned back half way since the route was too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We staarted emerging cofee plantation and route was becoming very narrow and wet.The weather incredibly good to get going.At one spot it started raining and after that the the way had become slippery.the rainy spot is a amaziing creation that it would rain only on that particular spot,well,it rains comparably high there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1499.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1498.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/6728495.jpg" width="135 height="&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/6728495.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya,Harish leading the way, they reached a atream surrounded my rocks.They returned back to me and said it was a dead end.No other go we all returned to that tea shop and they they said there would be a way after crosing the rock.We again walked upto that supposedly dead-end and found a way that doesnt define th meaning of WAY.It was almost unbelievable.Tow rocks opposit and one can taste HELL in between.We crossed the rocks and walked upto 100m further. rain started cats n dogs and we all completly drenched and moreover the sandy way had become muddy and slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then the route had became unpredictable.Whereever we see plain line of way where no lawn, we assumed thats the way and we proceeded on that.We slipped,slided,walked and crawled along the way.It was deadly sometimes and forest was very deep,meaning Sunlight couldn't enter into it.It was 3pm and sunny but we couldnt see the sunlight except for rays falling on the peak of the another hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlaast we end up in hearing huge roar of water and we were almost there.last struggle was a small slide and plain land.Vijay already reached and exclaming the view of waterfall.The last path was very plain and very itchy to reach it.butreal danger was that path because of water sprays the sand had became mud and we couldn't even stand or to sit on it.It was slippery and at the end of slippy sands it was Hell again - a deep vally straight into the waterfall.So we were very very cautious not to stand r to do any actions.The view of waterfall was incredibly amazingly superb.huge waterfall falling very fast.We were dumbstruck and after staying there for 5 odd minutes we got little more fear of going back.The sand was slippery and one couldn't even turn back and go.rahul tried first and as expected he slipped but lucky managed somehow having a full mud bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning back wasnt as difficult since we found many support to climb up.However the hill was no too slant we got tired.Slow and steadily we made up and reached the peak with an awesome and greatest adventurous trekking.All faces were grinning with joy and all can feel the success and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took snaps at the top and with huge amount relishment.We saw many people starting the way to the fals.Some stated with their children.Since as we know how difficult it was, we adviced not to proceed further afte rthe stream.We all returned to the cab and our dresses were completly with mud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1537.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1538.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1539.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115997641325905739?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115997641325905739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115997641325905739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115997641325905739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115997641325905739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/10/meenmutty-we-went-on-muttikaal.html' title='Meenmutty - We went on MUTTIKAAL'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115997180121254762</id><published>2006-10-04T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:26:16.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WaterFalls - We fell as well</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 2 ~ Agenda made and Followed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to schedule, at 6.30, we were suppose to start and some delay we started at 7.00.First drive to Chembra peak - highest peak in wayanad.People would trek there but one should get permission from Forest official.Since we havent got any permits we just reached in our cab.It was a scenic beauty.we parked the car and walked 2Km to a watch tower where one can see complete 360 degree view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1465.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1473.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1475.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leaving Chembra and after a cup of tea at Nair kadai, we reached Sentinal Rock falls.The most visited falls in wayanad with a great look.It was again a jungle walk to the falss of around 2km. We could hear the falls sound as soon as we started.After 15 min walk we arrived to a beautiful view of the falls. We got down to the falls after slipping on the Rock(meant literally, rock was very slippery).I shut my Handy cam to protect the lens because sentinal sprayed out water everywhere around.We enjoyed on the rocks, the falls was fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1486.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1489.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1490.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factophile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rahul fell into the water after sliding from a rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was mesmerised by a rock and went literally into water of 5 feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rahul and I got our mobiles drenched and till now Mobiles are not working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man of the day - Rahul &amp;amp; Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leg pullers - Almost All&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115997180121254762?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115997180121254762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115997180121254762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115997180121254762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115997180121254762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/10/waterfalls-we-fell-as-well.html' title='WaterFalls - We fell as well'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115996867876228850</id><published>2006-10-04T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:19:33.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road had been taken to WAYANAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Episode 1 ~ Way to Wayanad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at Chennai central railway station at 10.30pm on 29/09/06, was waiting for Rahul and Surya.Our train to Bangalore starts at 11:15pm.They both arrived around 10:45pm and the train started towards Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Bangalore at 5.30am and went to BTM Layout where Shrikanth,Harish and Sriram stays.We were supposed to leave Bangalore at 8.00am, since Vijay's bus from Hyderabad got delayed and so we started our journey towards WAYAND at 10:45am.We had booked a Sumo and Jaffer chauffeured us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/100_1424.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1429.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1429.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/200/100_1434.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/100_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a pleasant day and the road to Mysore was so good and smooth ao we were able to move like a car unlike a cart inside Bangalore. Slight booze and Mukund's(es) &amp; Vijay's HIGHness kept us away from hunger, However we found a Dhaba ouside Mysore and had a good slow Lunch.we were heading towards Kalpetta* via Sultan-bathiri*. It started raining in between and roadsides became more beautiful and pleasant.After craossing Sultan bathiri real Brainstorming of agendas for the next two days began.Printouts of Places to vsit and an apparent map helped us to guess Places and made a rough plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The road after Sultan bathiri was covered with dense forest and we came through check posts then and there.After a lush green ride we reached kalpetta at 5.00pm.Now,big headache we had to search for accomodation. The town wasn't a big one and we luckily found a three rooms(for 8 people) at Hotel Affas for a single night stay.It costed us Rs250 for each room and rooms were pretty cosy to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dinner at Affas was decent and we had some good juices and snoozed for that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factophile :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Man of the day - Mukunds &amp;amp; Vijay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Leg pullers - everyone but Mukunds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115996867876228850?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115996867876228850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115996867876228850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115996867876228850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115996867876228850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/10/road-had-been-taken-to-wayanad.html' title='Road had been taken to WAYANAD'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115910403614012826</id><published>2006-09-24T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T09:01:22.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regaining the Spirit of Blogging !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blogging could have not been better. Lately, I heard from Anand(in-law) that he'd became a fan of my Blog.I really don't know what interested him to visit my blog.."Sorry Anand for disappointing you for having no updates here"..I felt bad for gunning down my Fan indirectly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd became a LAME DUCK nowadays in doing certain things, e.g. Blogging,Cleaning-my-room, Working out..etc...I gotta pull up my socks from now on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I questioned myself What stopping me from doing all these??? Millions of answers have arisen and almost all were USELESS DUMB answers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2 : What can make me to do things??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN ON A STICK NOTE AND PASTE IT ON THE MONITOR!? ..Nayy. I aint an Amnesiac!! I do remember what I suppose to do but some stupid reasons stopping me from it either I can say I'm procrastinating it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Well..What could be the solution then?? Recently,I heard  from my mentor a beautiful term "TIME-MANAGEMENT".It's a simple trick in which one case use that sticky notes in a far better way.At-times,TIME is an important variable/constant or even an entity for making a process Successful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"Time management strategies are usually associated with the recommendation to set goals. These goals are written down and broken down into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;project, an action plan or a simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;to-do-list. Deadlines are set and priorities are assigned to the individual items on the to-do-list. This process results in a daily plan with a to-do-list"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I have made some to-do-list for this week and I hope I would keep track of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115910403614012826?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115910403614012826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115910403614012826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115910403614012826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115910403614012826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/09/regaining-spirit-of-blogging_24.html' title='Regaining the Spirit of Blogging !!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115665270772567196</id><published>2006-08-26T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:27:34.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naan padithathil enakku pidithathu ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/image001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/image001.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Click to enlarge the GIF and read it !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115665270772567196?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115665270772567196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115665270772567196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115665270772567196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115665270772567196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/08/naan-padithathil-enakku-pidithathu.html' title='Naan padithathil enakku pidithathu ....'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115492039858810949</id><published>2006-08-06T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T20:15:40.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friendship Day !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bunch of SMSes I received Yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Kuch meethe pal yaad aate hain, Palkon par aansu chhod jate hain, Kal koi aur mile to humein na bhulna, dosti k rishte jindgi bhar kaam ate hain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Zaroorat hi nahi alfaaz ki dosti to cheez hai bas ehsas ki paas hote to manzar himkya hota, door se khabar hai humein, aapke har saans ki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) I have a simple calculation on how long we will be friends. Count the stars in heaven + sand on the shore multiplied by the heart-beats = FOREVER .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4)                                                                                                                                                      FRIE&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                         N                 D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    SHIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want to know whi i wrote it in a circle...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because our friendship has no end!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) No word as beautiful as friend, and no friend is as wonderful as you, a friendship is sweet when its new, its sweeter when it is true, its sweetest when it is you !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Friendship is more clear than water. Its more pure than gold more sweet than Honey.Thanks for sharing Most beautiful gift with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Every nice friend is a gift of god. Its one of life's best blessings, apriceless gift that can never bought,sold or forgotten.Just like you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) Friendship isn't about whom you have known the longest, who came First, or who cares the best. It's all about who came and never left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) Best of friendship doesnt come when we are together. it comes when we are apart and realise despite the distance and silence, FRIENDSHIP STILL SURVIVES !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) A friend is never seen by the number of times he/she made you laugh but by the number of times he/she made you smile after you cried !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Blog Ends Here but Friendship???...........NEVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115492039858810949?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115492039858810949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115492039858810949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115492039858810949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115492039858810949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-friendship-day_07.html' title='Happy Friendship Day !!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-115246067067863912</id><published>2006-07-09T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T06:34:06.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazil - ALL OLD MONKS !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/400/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Should I say more about how brazil lost the game ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-115246067067863912?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/115246067067863912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=115246067067863912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115246067067863912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/115246067067863912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/07/brazil-all-old-monks.html' title='Brazil - ALL OLD MONKS !!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-114718037765578536</id><published>2006-05-09T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T06:15:31.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STROKE - 'S' 'T' 'R'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;STROKE IDENTIFICATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) and just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food - while she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid's husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00pm, Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don't die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only takes a minute to read this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke...totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;RECOGNIZING A STROKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank God for the sense to remember the "3" steps, STR . Read and Learn! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; *Ask the individual to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;*Ask the person to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; . to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;(Coherently) (i.e. . . It is sunny out today) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt; *Ask him or her to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;RAISE BOTH ARMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{NOTE: Another 'sign' of a stroke is this: Ask the person to 'stick' out their tongue... if the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call for assistance immediately and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/emurali05/file.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/emurali05/file.BMP" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-114718037765578536?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/114718037765578536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=114718037765578536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114718037765578536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114718037765578536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/05/stroke-s-t-r.html' title='STROKE - &apos;S&apos; &apos;T&apos; &apos;R&apos;'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-114528900921865817</id><published>2006-04-17T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T02:39:05.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LokParitran</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The website of PARITRANA, the political party formed by IIT graduates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lokparitran.org/index.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.lokparitran.org/index.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its upto the indians &amp;amp; this community to support this movement, which may not have a good start!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it needs your support, and being an indian its your duty to support the cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during these times, where most indians finish there bachelors in india and go abroad to pursue masters', these are the bunch of guys who have done exactly the opposite. By rejecting the promising careers, the high pay jobs and a country like USA, where you dont have most of the problems plaguing india, these people have shown their true love for this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can also do the same, not rejecting your careers, but atleast support PARITRANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new revolution is starting, maybe i'll call it the first war against the corruption, but one day or the other it had to start, it has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THOSE WHO CONDEMN POLITICS TO BE THE LAST RESORT OF A SCOUNDREL ARE BOUND TO BE RULED BY SCOUNDRELS" -PLATO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;THINK...THINK BEFORE WE SINK !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-114528900921865817?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/114528900921865817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=114528900921865817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114528900921865817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114528900921865817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/04/lokparitran.html' title='LokParitran'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-114397011109029739</id><published>2006-04-02T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:30:27.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;HHHmmmmmm...after some prolonged waiting,I too got my Degree !!From now,I am Muralidheran B.E CompSci(Legally)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;It was 1st April(Fool's Day),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;This being the 9th Convocation of Sri Chandrasekharendra Saraswathi Viswa Mahavidyalaya (Deemed University) and  my first  convocation whatsoever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Expectations were bit high and moreover the excitement was all about a big Re-union of our buddies!..Convocation was to be happened at 3pm but Surya,I,Harish and Rahul reached kanchipuram pretty early around 9.30am .An hungry ride to kanchipuram made us to have our breakfast at IYER KADAI famous for hot &amp; scrumptious dosas and idlies .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Just being little devotional went to Kamatchi Amman Temple and street walk through kanchi lanes. It was around 11.30am, we headed to college for registration and obviously for the sake of attendance as well.Met our HOD and sugumar anna(Guru n lab-incharge) and we were done with our initial formalities when clock passed 12 noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;SCSVMVians favourite hang out for dinner-KHALSA DHABA.Its a tiny dhaba on the highway were we students have our usual dinner. Dinner time at dhaba may extend upto 1 am too.However,this place is meant for rotties at any course of time,so we reached this place for Lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Food part is done now and back to college and there were 80% of our college mates were gathered.According to me it was huge meet up after four years of college! Perhaps,there were few people who missed the convocation and we missed them badly as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Its time,we all gathered in our library hall-so called auditorium.We had  felicitation speech from our chief guest and  other college authorities.Never mind,we continued our yappings around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;HOD called out the list and when i heard my name i slowly moved onto the dais and collected my degree certificate from the chief guest.This was my first occasion where i collected something on the stage.All with a huge grin after getting certificates, we left the hall and posed outside for photo session from different cameras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;We are happy now since we never expected this occasion to be happened so early.Our college arranged for this special occasion amidst of many controversial protest for AICTE approval in deemed  universities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks SCSVMV !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-114397011109029739?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/114397011109029739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=114397011109029739' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114397011109029739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114397011109029739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/04/graduated.html' title='Graduated!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-114165766557560059</id><published>2006-03-06T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T08:12:14.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work---- NO' Phobic !!</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since i really blogged here. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been exactly one week since i reported to my base branch TIDEL Park.Precisely,the work alloted for me is just SIMPLY HANGING AROUND (SHA).Yeah,I'm goin for work at sharp 10AM.&lt;br /&gt;Since there is no requirements for any projects at present,they'd made us to relax there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person who's responsible for us will chk for our schedule with different departments and will ask us to report the next day as easy as that.It was happened for 3 days and finnaly on last thursday they asked us to come today..so 3 days OFF :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY :&lt;br /&gt;Training has been started on the topic "BASICS OF TELECOM",but its not sure that we will be alooted into telecom project,Its just organised for us to kill time! Anyways hope this will be the case for this whole month !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-114165766557560059?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/114165766557560059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=114165766557560059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114165766557560059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114165766557560059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-no-phobic.html' title='Work---- NO&apos; Phobic !!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-114052819004628455</id><published>2006-02-21T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T05:23:10.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Be Back !!!</title><content type='html'>Guys..I'm in lab for S/w Maintainance!!! ..maintainin IE from crashing down!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ILP is getting over trow(hopefully!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update my blog with some crazy infos after i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-114052819004628455?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/114052819004628455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=114052819004628455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114052819004628455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/114052819004628455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/02/will-be-back.html' title='Will Be Back !!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-113688487052310384</id><published>2006-01-10T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T01:31:17.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger -- NO BLOG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ppl this is just a note to say " I'm leaving for Trivandrum as a trainee in TCS for a duration of 45 days... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So this blogger is out of reach for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly Oblige  :P:P:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/Bye-bye_Gramp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 259px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/Bye-bye_Gramp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-113688487052310384?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/113688487052310384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=113688487052310384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113688487052310384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113688487052310384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2006/01/blogger-no-blog.html' title='Blogger -- NO BLOG!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-113491513393105058</id><published>2005-12-18T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T06:22:48.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethical Treatment Of Animals In The Making  !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/emurali05/peta_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/emurali05/peta_logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Whether you are a staunch animal rights advocate, an activist who’s just getting started, or a complete skeptic, you can use these answers to help clarify your understanding of the animal rights movement. The responses presented here are by no means the only answers to these frequently asked questions. They are simply intended to provoke you to think about common assumptions and to serve as a resource as you formulate your own opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;animal rights&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who support animal rights believe that animals are not ours to use for food, clothing, entertainment, experimentation, or any other purpose and that animals deserve consideration of their best interests regardless of whether they are cute, useful to humans, or endangered and regardless of whether any human cares about them at all (just as a mentally challenged human has rights even if he or she is not cute or useful and even if everyone dislikes him or her).&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the difference between ‘animal rights and animal welfare?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Animal welfare theories accept that animals have interests but allow those interests to be traded away as long as the human benefits are thought to justify the sacrifice, while animal rights theories say that animals, like humans, have interests that cannot be sacrificed or traded away to benefit others. However, the animal rights movement does not hold that rights are absolute—an animal’s rights, just like those of humans, must be limited and can certainly conflict. &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Supporters of the animal rights movement believe that animals are not ours to use for food, clothing, entertainment, or experimentation, while supporters of the animal welfare movement believe that animals can be used for those purposes as long as “humane” guidelines are followed.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What rights should animals have?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Animals should have the right to equal consideration of their interests. For instance, a dog most certainly has an interest in not having pain inflicted on him or her unnecessarily. We are, therefore, obliged to take that interest into consideration and to respect the dog’s right not to have pain unnecessarily inflicted upon him or her. However, animals don’t always have the same rights as humans because their interests are not always the same as ours, and some rights would be irrelevant to animals. For instance, a dog doesn’t have an interest in voting and, therefore, doesn’t have the right to vote because that right would be as meaningless to a dog as it is to a child.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where do you draw the line?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The renowned humanitarian Albert Schweitzer, who accomplished so much for both humans and animals in his lifetime, would take time to stoop and move a worm from hot pavement to cool earth. Aware of the problems and responsibilities that an expanded ethic brings, he said, “A man is really ethical only when he obeys the constraint laid on him to aid all life which he is able to help … He does not ask how far this or that life deserves sympathy … nor how far it is capable of feeling.” We can’t stop all suffering, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t stop any. In today’s world of virtually unlimited choices, there are plenty of kind, gentle ways for us to feed, clothe, entertain, and educate ourselves that do not involve killing animals.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about plants?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; There is currently no reason to believe that plants experience pain because they are devoid of central nervous systems, nerve endings, and brains. It is theorized that animals are able to feel pain so that they can use it for self-protection purposes. For example, if you touch something hot and feel pain, you will learn from the pain that you should not touch that item in the future. Since plants cannot move from place to place and do not need to learn to avoid certain things, this sensation would be superfluous. From a physiological standpoint, plants are completely different from mammals. Unlike animals’ body parts, many perennial plants, fruits, and vegetables can be harvested over and over again without dying.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are concerned about the impact of vegetable agriculture on the environment, you should know that a vegetarian diet is better for the environment than a meat-based one, since the vast majority of grains and legumes raised today are used as feed for cattle. Rather than eating animals, such as cows, who must consume 16 pounds of vegetation in order to convert them into 1 pound of flesh, you can save many more plants’ lives (and destroy less land) by eating vegetables directly.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s fine for you to believe in animal rights, but why do you try to tell other people what to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Everybody is entitled to his or her own opinion, but freedom of thought is not the same thing as freedom of action. You are free to believe whatever you want as long as you don’t hurt others. You may believe that animals should be killed, that black people should be enslaved, or that women should be beaten, but you don’t always have the right to put your beliefs into practice. The very nature of reform movements is to tell others what to do—don’t use humans as slaves, don’t sexually harass women, etc.—and all movements initially encounter opposition from people who want to continue to take part in the criticized behavior.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animals don’t reason, don’t understand rights, and don’t always respect our rights, so why should we apply our ideas of morality to them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; An animal’s inability to understand and adhere to our rules is as irrelevant as a child’s or a person with a developmental disability’s inability to do so. Animals are not always able to choose to change their behaviors, but adult human beings have the intelligence and ability to choose between behaviors that hurt others and behaviors that do not hurt others. When given the choice, it makes sense to choose compassion.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does the animal rights movement stand on abortion?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; There are people on both sides of the abortion issue in the animal rights movement, just as there are people on both sides of animal rights issues in the pro-life movement. And just as the pro-life movement has no official position on animal rights, the animal rights movement has no official position on abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s almost impossible to avoid using all animal products; if you’re still causing animal suffering without realizing it, what's the point?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; It is impossible to live without causing some harm. We’ve all accidentally stepped on ants or breathed in gnats, but that doesn’t mean that we should intentionally cause unnecessary harm. You might accidentally hit someone with your car, but that is no reason to run someone over on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about all the customs, traditions, and jobs that depend on using animals?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The invention of the automobile, the abolition of slavery, and the end of World War II also necessitated restructuring and job retraining. Making changes to customs, traditions, and jobs is part of social progress—not a reason to deter it.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donot animal rights activists commit terrorist acts?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; The animal rights movement is nonviolent. One of the central beliefs shared by most animal rights activists is the belief that we should not harm any animal—human or otherwise. However, all large movements have factions that believe in the use of force.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you justify the millions of dollars of property damage caused by the Animal Liberation Front (ALF)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Throughout history, some people have felt the need to break the law to fight injustice. The Underground Railroad and the French Resistance are examples of movements in which people broke the law in order to answer to a higher morality. The ALF, which is simply the name adopted by people who act illegally in behalf of animal rights, breaks inanimate objects such as stereotaxic devices and decapitators in order to save lives. ALF members burn empty buildings in which animals are tortured and killed. ALF “raids” have given us proof of horrific cruelty that would not have otherwise been discovered or believed and have resulted in criminal charges’ being filed against laboratories for violations of the Animal Welfare Act. Often, ALF raids have been followed by widespread scientific condemnation of the practices occurring in the targeted labs, and some abusive laboratories have been permanently shut down as a result.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you justify spending your time helping animals when there are so many people who need help?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; There are very serious problems in the world that deserve our attention, and cruelty to animals is one of them. We should try to alleviate suffering wherever we can. Helping animals is not any more or less important than helping human beings—they are both important. Animal suffering and human suffering are interconnected.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most animals used for food, fur, or experiments are bred for that purpose, so what's wrong with using them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Being bred for a certain purpose does not change an animal’s biological capacity to feel pain and fear.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If using animals is unethical, why does the Bible say that we have dominion over animals?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Dominion is not the same as tyranny. The Queen of England has “dominion” over her subjects, but that doesn’t mean that she can eat them, wear them, or experiment on them. If we have dominion over animals, surely it is to protect them, not to use them for our own ends. There is nothing in the Bible that would justify our modern-day practices, which desecrate the environment, destroy entire species of wildlife, and inflict torment and death on billions of animals every year. The Bible imparts a reverence for life, and a loving God could not help but be appalled by the way that animals are treated today.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wasn’t Hitler in favor of animal rights?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Although the Nazis claimed to pass an anti-vivisection bill, they did not. In fact, they were required by law to perform experiments on animals before carrying them out on humans. Experiments on humans did not replace animal experiments; on the contrary, animal experiments made them possible. In The Dark Face of Science, John Vyvyan summed it up correctly, “The experiments made on prisoners were many and diverse, but they had one thing in common: All were in continuation of, or complementary to experiments on animals. In every instance, this antecedent scientific literature is mentioned in the evidence; and at Buchenwald and Auschwitz concentration camps, human and animal experiments were carried out simultaneously as parts of a single programme.”&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, even if this weren’t the case, the merits of an idea cannot be determined by the character of its proponents. If Hitler believed in evolution, would that mean that we should not believe in evolution? What if Gandhi also believed in evolution? How would we reconcile the two? An idea must be judged on its own merits.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;For more information on this topic, we recommend the book &lt;em&gt;Hitler: Neither Vegetarian nor Animal Lover&lt;/em&gt; by Rynn Berry, available &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0962616966/qid%3D1087934184/sr%3D11-1/ref%3Dsr%5F11%5F1/103-7661546-4224622" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animals in cages on factory farms or in laboratories don’t suffer that much because they’ve never known anything else, right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Wrong! Animals on factory farms and in laboratories are prevented from acting on even the most basic instinctual behaviors, which causes tremendous suffering. Even animals who have been caged since birth feel the need to move around, groom themselves, stretch their limbs or wings, and exercise. Herd animals and flock animals become distressed when they are forced to live in isolation or when they are put in groups that are too large for them to be able to recognize other members. In addition, all confined animals suffer from intense boredom—some so severely that it can lead to self-mutilation or other self-destructive behavior.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If animal exploitation were wrong, wouldn't it be illegal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Legality is no guarantee of morality. Who does and who doesn’t have legal rights is determined merely by the opinions of today’s legislators. The law changes as public opinion or political motivations change, but ethics are not as arbitrary. Child labor, human slavery, and the oppression of women were all legal in the U.S. at one time, but that does not mean that they were ever ethical.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been to a slaughterhouse or vivisection laboratory?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; No, but enough people have filmed and written about what goes on in these places to paint a very detailed picture. You do not need to experience the abuse of animals close up to be able to criticize it any more than you need to personally experience rape or child abuse to criticize those. No one will ever be witness to all the suffering in the world, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t try to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.petatv.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; undercover video footage of animal laboratories in operation.&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animals are not as intelligent or as advanced as humans, so why can't we use them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Possessing superior intelligence does not entitle one human to abuse another human, so why should it entitle humans to abuse nonhumans? There are animals who are unquestionably more intelligent, creative, aware, communicative, and able to use language than some humans, as is the case when a chimpanzee is compared to a human infant or a person with a severe developmental disability. Should the more intelligent animals have rights and the less intelligent humans be denied rights?&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's wrong with factory farms or fur farms? Aren't animals worse off in the wild, where they die of starvation, disease, or predation? At least the animals on factory farms and fur farms are fed and protected.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; A similar argument was used to support the claim that black people were better off as slaves on plantations than as free men and women. The same could also be said of people in prison, yet prison is considered to be one of society’s harshest punishments. Animals on factory farms suffer so much that it is inconceivable that they could be worse off in the wild. The wild isn’t “wild” to the animals who live there—it’s their home. There, they have their freedom and can engage in their natural activities. The fact that they might suffer in the wild is no reason to ensure that they suffer in captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.meetyourmeat.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; video of factory farms and slaughterhouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://content.cafepress.com/si/666773.new_logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Courtesy PETA.Org &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-113491513393105058?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/113491513393105058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=113491513393105058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113491513393105058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113491513393105058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/12/ethical-treatment-of-animals-in-making.html' title='Ethical Treatment Of Animals In The Making  !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-113406452246698730</id><published>2005-12-08T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:57:44.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideal Idle !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The hardest work is to go idle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The above proverb is Soooo True!!! Idleness is one sarcastic situation where one can never intend r pretend himself being occupied..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Height of lonliness :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Getting up at 8 and finishing regular breakfast and appears online at 9.30 and seeing people online on SMS ..Whuff..wat a idle state !! expecting someone( that could be anyone )to be online..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Although,first people appearing onliner would be your same soul idle(may be ideal too!!??) mate...Murphy -The God states the principle of idleness as same as this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Lonliness,Idleness,Vettiness.....three things that I have experienced to the core in these 5 months at home!! Never knew what gonna happen tomorrow and forgetting things happened yesterday ...will result in CLARITY of the mind!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but the above three heroes make your brain clean and clear ..i swear sometimes the brain refreshing rate would be sloer than ever when the index of the heroes is high!! sometimes u tend to loose memory of the things u remembered jus a while back!! Ithas been happening me for seeveral times ...so damn !!I saw people being IDLE for an hour on yahoo..despite of sitting before the idiot machine !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:Tahoma,Verdana;" &gt;Yet, of course, at the end of the day (literally, in this case), sometimes  the Simplicity of Aloneness &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; be lonely after all. But, when it is, I just remind myself of Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ beautifully turned phrases, "The restorative idleness of solitude" and being "satisfied with dreaming (your) own dreams" and I am ready to Be By Myself all over again.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-113406452246698730?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/113406452246698730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=113406452246698730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113406452246698730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113406452246698730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/12/ideal-idle_08.html' title='The Ideal Idle !!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-113130585363995358</id><published>2005-11-08T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T20:20:26.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Late Blog For The (Horrid)Incidence Happened Lately !!</title><content type='html'>On 6/11/05 , a nice conference on yahoo .Rain seems to be Non-Stop!Around 1.30 am damn power cut! Left the conference in hurry since i was running comp with backup of UPS..and no other choice other than sleep.(Un)Fortunately power had come back immediately but my friends logged out..so i went to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4.30 Power broke down again...with roaring sounds of thunder and rain outside . Mosquitoes ruined my sleep .Rolling on the bed for almost an hour and atlast i slept at 6am and as usual i woke up at 8. Power not yet on and continuing with regular work at home.Being Sunday lotsa things on News-Paper to go through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ...rain doesnt want Rest!!!???it was pouring!!!No activities at home except shutting the windows to stop Drizzles to enter in...Lucky no water logging in our area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my Brunch around 11..sat with Digital Fortress By Dan Brown...Read around 250 pages...very very slow..slower than usual..Its Now 2.30..Power was On.Finally,popped on Yahoo..snap!! only three people were online..had chat with them.At 6,had a cup of coffee and continued with chatting .........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-113130585363995358?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/113130585363995358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=113130585363995358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113130585363995358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113130585363995358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/11/late-blog-for-horridincidence-happened.html' title='A Late Blog For The (Horrid)Incidence Happened Lately !!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-113119836341571080</id><published>2005-11-05T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T05:49:53.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace! Pax! Paz! Frieden! Paix !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt; is many things: the meaning of the word peace changes with context. Peace may refer specifically to an agreement concluded to end a war, or to a lack of external warfare, or to a period when a country's armies are not fighting enemies. It can also refer more generally to quietude, such as that common at night or in remote areas, allowing for sleep or meditation. Peace can be an emotion or internal state. And finally, peace can be any combination of these defintions.&lt;/p&gt;A person's conception of "peace" is often the product of culture and upbringing. People of different cultures sometimes disagree about the meaning of the word, and so do people within any given culture. Peace is not a symbol, peace is a mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/peace_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/peace_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Why Violence ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a wide spectrum of views about whether, and when, violence and war are necessary. Followers of Jainism, for example, go to great lengths to avoid harming even animals, and pacifists, such as Christian anarchists, see any sort of violence as self-perpetuating(Peacemakers)....&lt;b&gt;Peacemakers&lt;/b&gt; are people who have overcome entrenched violence and conflict through their leadership and vision to achieve peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nobel Peace Prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nobel Peace Prize is awarded annually to notable persons, generally peacemakers and visionaries who have overcome notorious cycles in violence, conflict or oppression through their moral leadership, but also controversially former warmongers and former terrorists who it was believed had helped bring the world closer to ending such situations through exceptional concessions in the attempt to achieve peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a partial list of Nobel Peace Prize laureates whose award is still considered by some a matter of particular controversy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Theodore Roosevelt (1906 laureate)&lt;br /&gt;* Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. (1964 laureate)&lt;br /&gt;* Henry Kissinger and Le Duc Tho (joint 1973 laureates)&lt;br /&gt;* Mohamed Anwar Al-Sadat (1978 laureate)&lt;br /&gt;* Mother Teresa (1979 laureate)&lt;br /&gt;* Nelson Mandela and Former President Frederik Willem de Klerk (joint 1993 laureates)&lt;br /&gt;* Yasser Arafat, Shimon Peres and Yitzhak Rabin (1994 laureates)&lt;br /&gt;* John Hume and David Trimble (joint 1998 laureates)&lt;br /&gt;* Wangari Maathai (2004 laureate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent."&lt;br /&gt;-- Mohandas K. Gandhi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-113119836341571080?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/113119836341571080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=113119836341571080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113119836341571080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/113119836341571080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/11/peace-pax-paz-frieden-paix.html' title='Peace! Pax! Paz! Frieden! Paix !!!'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112886696579845042</id><published>2005-10-09T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:30:29.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ride To Mahabalipuram..</title><content type='html'>It hass been ages since I'd visited the place...I'd remember, I was in 4th class when i last visited Mahabalipuram.Wow...its obvious that I felt numerous changes when I reached there yesterday. A common parking pass issued for parking the vehicle around the town..well what can I say about the place..eveyone knew about its history and its wonderful sculpturing techniques..Anyways I have posted some images which tells the history .These pictures were taken near the sculputures where the information are carved on the stones by the Govt.The maintenance is good but the traders were pathetic with their marketing skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/kodak%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%200111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/kodak%200111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/kodak%20021.jpg" border="0" height="295" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely a picturesque place...had taken some hundred snaps and literally dumped my cams memory!!..After visiting the places like Panch Rathas,Shore Temple and Tiger's cave..we'd travelled back towards the city and on the way we stopped at The Centre For Reptology-Its Crocodile Bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crocodile Bank is a good place for the ones who really interested in Reptiles.It has got 4 poisonous Snake species and The Irulars will give a detail demo about the species ..We can see the action of Venom extraction from the snakes lively .but its only on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the Crocs...precisely i saw almost all crocodiles were resting and sleeping in a cute posture..Around 10-15 varities of crocodiles can be seen and they are well maintained ..no stinky smell when i went there..the best thing is its all for Rs20...Its a good experience to see the crocodiles.Also A good day trip for all chennaities and quite enjoyable as wel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%20047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/kodak%20047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/1600/kodak%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7722/793/320/kodak%20049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112886696579845042?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112886696579845042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112886696579845042' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112886696579845042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112886696579845042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/10/ride-to-mahabalipuram.html' title='A Ride To Mahabalipuram..'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112705708675642765</id><published>2005-09-18T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T06:14:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Memory Remains....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oiyeah...A very fine day of nostalgia.I've gotten a call for Infosys exam today but was in a dilemma to attend it or not!Anyways because of my father's compulsion and to get an experience of the exam ..I had arrived at the center...oh yah..On the way met my school friends was there for attending the exam as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite a long time after Im meeting them and two of them I never met for years as well.We all together for the exam at St.Michaels Academy,Adyar.precisely..the exam started around 9.30 after some normal formalities..A challenge to solve  10 puzzles and some simple english test..the good thing is i was able to solve some 6 puzzles without any preparation...got the answers correct as well..the exam got over around 11.30 and we are out of school for lunch and decided to stay until the results are published around 3 pm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good shelter under the tree and a school cricket match was going on..this is the scene from where we are held up until the results are out.we just started discussing about the school life and what our dear school mates  are upto...A great DejaVu of my school days and about the pranky things happened during the school.Im so sorry for my dear benchmate who died of cancer...Unfortunately I heard this from my friend after two months of this sarcastic incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have just passed nearly two hours by discussing sbout the school and things changed inside the school..Its 3.30pm,time for the results and there was some crowd gathered at the gate for seeing the results..Results were put up on the notice board and two of my friends had cleared the test,...yipee...they have got their interview trow..so cool...Im satisfied with my perfomance eventhough i wasnt cleared the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice experience,although reason for the meet was the exam but its went like a reunion.Got back home around 5 and had some snacks.Then when i logged in ..the first thing i did was my friends hunt In orkut.I have added some 4 school friends by searching their college communities.Thanks Orkut!Thanks All!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112705708675642765?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112705708675642765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112705708675642765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112705708675642765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112705708675642765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-memory-remains.html' title='When Memory Remains....'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112592876242363774</id><published>2005-09-05T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:54:54.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Goethe Institut !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mein Name ist Muralidheran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wie ist ihr name,bitte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wondering about the language..hehe..this is my first lesson in German(Deutsch)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at 7.30 I registered for my class and I had been waiting in the Seminar hall at Goethe Institut,MAX MUELLER BHAVAN .The seminar hall looks compact and cozy with an ambience of Beethoven Symphony.20 people were sitting with me and around 8.05 a soft-spoken middle-aged(in late 50s) man entered the hall screaming guten morgen!guten morgen!(GoodMorning in German)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Name is Sundararajan..one will wonder his appearnce for sure.He wears a cap and will never take it off(even the seniors havent seen him w/o cap) and has A HITLER MOUSTACHE !yeah!the first class is about..learning how a german behaves...so on and hmmmm very intersting as well..herr Sundar has a gr8 accent in deutsch and he just speaks as a native German !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was awesome and no-one will left out of speaking the language..Just a great experience in a day!The class timing is 8-12 with two breaks in between :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A gut Nose Cut :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first break,when the hot german session was going on..Our lehrer(teacher) gave all a small article written in some unknown language...He said its obvious all couldnt understand it completly..but just go through it once .hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;we were all with an atmost curiosity in decoding the text and i thought how weird script this German has??...3 minutes passed...all decoded the script very vaguely and its abt an athlete who had broken someone's record in a marathon race at Chicago!&lt;br /&gt;Sundar sir was lecturing about the differences when a child learns a language and we people learning the same..After finishing it ..he stepped on and gave a fact about the article we read...We were blemished...Because the text we decoded isnt a DEUTSCH but its a POLINISH after all...sounds funny huh..all thought its a german!...was funny and .we were all blushing and grinning....LOL...BLOW ME DOWN !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing is we have to sing a song in German..which tells the native speaker that im a foreigner so make your German flow slower ..if not i might not understand what you sais...hehe...Good.....Sing and learn! A real good time in the class...German looks like English but the thing is stress and the pronounciations...does counts here a lot! we have to pronounce it louder to get the proper pronounciation...hmm...ok..A very good first day in deed...will finish the blog here !cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Auf Wiedersehn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112592876242363774?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112592876242363774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112592876242363774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112592876242363774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112592876242363774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/09/at-goethe-institut.html' title='At Goethe Institut !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112576777370211185</id><published>2005-09-03T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:16:46.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chennai Chennai Burning Bright !?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello Ladies and Gentlemen..I hereby thanking all the Traffic Policessss and Cops for really escorting me throught-out my journey along the &lt;b&gt;Grand&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Southern&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Trunk&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Road &lt;/b&gt;populary known for its Acronym GST ROAD this evening(03/05/05)....whuuuff this is not a speech given by any VIP ..this is me sharing my experience how I was escorted with thousands of police-men...The chennai city traffic was absoluetly smooth Other than the time when VIP's traversed some important junction from Chrompet to Adayar....This Is Because...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...this evening was to be a special occasion for Chennai where PM and CM planned to meet in the same DAIS..but as always CM boycotted PM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Veiled attack&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayalalithaa’s archrival, Union Minister Dayanidhi Maran of the DMK seized the opportunity and launched a veiled attack on her government.&lt;br /&gt;"What some governments haven't done in four years, we ministers at the Centre have done more for Tamil Nadu in 15 months," said Dayanidhi Maran, Communications and IT Minister.&lt;br /&gt;Jayalalithaa's representative had to convert his vote-of-thanks into a rebuttal.&lt;br /&gt;As he listed his government's achievements, many DMK and PMK party workers started to leave the venue.&lt;br /&gt;"Who can forget the achievements of our government, from Veerappan to Veeranam, to eliminating video piracy," said Thalavai Sundaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Courtesy NDTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its went on like a debate rather the inaugural fuction pushed off the scope..ofcourse when two Archrivals meet this is to be a situation..Anyways the place where the sidha centre has been constructed which looked deserted and awfully filthy had been cleaned now ..Its good ofcourse in promoting natural therapy of medicine...But the maintenance hence-forth????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concept Of INDIA SHIN(N)ING :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understood the above concet and moreover I literally seen the concept implimented practically..but not by the BJP but the DMKians...wondering how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you glow a tubelight and powerful Saodium Vapour lamp side-by-side ??? sounds funny huh..it happened here at Chennai...&lt;br /&gt;Inorder to show PM how chennai is bright..DMKians poled some 3 tubelight in the gap of 100ft..(GST road does have a Sodium-Vapour lamp (Glowing) for every 100ft)...As if the PM's driver cant drive in those sodium-vapour lamp despite of their car's Beamed head- lights were ON..is it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Rocket Scientist in one side making such a huge effort in saving electricity...but in the either side...electricity is wasted with such a silly arrangements by our Politicians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who will realise these shits??(sorry for the language!)..I cant understand when PM is travelling ..he cant miss these tubelights were glowing ...when he is a real caretaker of India why he didn't questioned this???..Or else anybody in their party pointed out this??..NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The factor is not only DMK/AIDMK doing these craps...allover India this is the case..Just imagine the Power consumption for all those hundreds of Tube-Lights...All the cost are compensated on our hands as a POWER PRICE HIKE ..saying the electricity consumption is going high and inorder to extract power from another efficient resource...mind-boggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. --Im neither in the side of DMK nor AIDMK....BJP nor Congress...im jus an ordianry blogger ..I just blogged what i thought..in no intention of pointing out any individual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112576777370211185?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112576777370211185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112576777370211185' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112576777370211185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112576777370211185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/09/chennai-chennai-burning-bright.html' title='Chennai Chennai Burning Bright !?'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112540920469451342</id><published>2005-08-30T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:04:50.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vetti Community !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahem....Ahem...Now this blog is about how Im Spending time at home..let me tell u first Im selected for TCS and I have been waiting for the Offer Letter from the day of my result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Im literally bugged and dunno how to spend time at home..I will start the matter from here...ORKUT guess most of them familiar with this name ..If not here comes the intro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;Orkut is an Internet social network service run by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Google" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Google"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;. It claims to be designed to help users meet new friends and maintain existing relationships. Similar to Friendster, orkut goes a step further by permitting "communities" of users. It is also invitation-only: Users must be invited to join the community by someone already there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;------this is wat WIKIPEDIA says!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from my point of view..Orkut is just a chain network for the VETTIS (precisely JOBLESS in english) in the world.All Vettis in the world are connected through Orkut can spend/waste time usefully! Most prefer wasting time usefully ..that is why Orkut is very useful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raghav sent me the invitaion while we were chatting vettily on Yahoo as always.I signed up after two days thinking of yet another ordinary group linker.When i signed up it asked for my complete Profile viz.,my activity,passion,fav. books,fav.movies and all other stuff about me. I filled up almost all the categories and hmmm I became a ORKUTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasnt using it for 3 or 4 days and finally one day i just logged in and checked out wats there.&lt;br /&gt;First thing I noticed was Raghav's Profile since he added me as my firend and this is how Orkutting begins! I went into his profile(all acces to all profiles..no restrictions watsoever!)&lt;br /&gt;and found a category called His-Communities..One can join any community he likes..communities has huge scope on what or why it's been formed..lots of users and many discussions--Like A Normal Forum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first Orkutting begins here..I joined as many commiunities I can before I logged out.The best or worst thing here is Im not aware of the descriptions in that community...I saw the title and Joined!At the end of first day of my orkutting I became a member of some 30 communities..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next thing is adding friends, Just email-id is enough and an invitaion will be send to em and he/she can join atraight away! You can categorise your friends as GOOD, BEST, ACQUAINTANCE, HAVENT MET...Hows that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...then Some active communities does have many hot dicsussions and some games as well..so u would be occupied when you are into the community...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya..I left one important part..SCRAP...this is like messaging friends inside the orkut group..If you want to leave a message for your friend just go to his profile page and select SCRAPS and leave a message...Each scrap book entry will be notified to his mail account..so he wont miss that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...lots and lots of things to explain ...you will know it better when you ORKUT..So Readers who wish to be an orkut member contact me ...who already a member like to be friends ..just reach My profile here &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Home.aspx?xid=14316674729679116435"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Home.aspx?xid=14316674729679116435&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm Im finishing my blog here ...catcha on ORKUT...ciao ...Keep Scrappin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112540920469451342?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112540920469451342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112540920469451342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112540920469451342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112540920469451342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/08/vetti-community.html' title='Vetti Community !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112489972913556948</id><published>2005-08-24T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:05:25.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Himalaya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WOW is my pefect expression after seeing an exciting documentary called HIMALAYA by Michael Palin for BBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding! I dint see this documentary in any of the cable channels rather its a downloaded stuff the thing had been downloaded few months back by my friend Surya-my partner for downloading these kinda stuffs .A few days back, while I was watching Discovery-Travel&amp;amp;Living(aint part of CAS) I saw a trailer about a documentary HIMALAYA by Michael Palin but this show is only on Discovery Channel .CAS a literal enemy of all Chennaities,its obvious that im gonna miss that show.That day 3 or 4 hours later Surya called me up casually,I just asked my Cds and he said to collect it in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,Im with 6cds which is about himalayas.i started playing first cd and it started in pakistan and Afghanistan border on the foothills of the great mountain.It was interesting and more exposure of cold pak culture ..after some 30 minutes play of the documentary ..boy o boy i hardly believed my eyes..I was watching the very same documentary that I saw the previous day ...Its just a whooping stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About The Documentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film is about traversing from the North west of himalayas to its full extent upto Arunachal Pradesh. As I Mentioned earlier the film started on the sands of Pak. and Afg. boreder.It was awesome and Palin plans for full himalayan region visit.Palin entered India through Wagah border and travelles to simla..hmmm..more intersting stuffs but cannot be explained as texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin travelled only along the foothills and some region on the himalayas.He missed lots of places in the documentary though, the places covered by him were splendid.People who doesnt have CAS, do update with your local newspaper about this documentary HIMALAYA on Discovery Channel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112489972913556948?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112489972913556948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112489972913556948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112489972913556948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112489972913556948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/08/himalaya.html' title='Himalaya !'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112417380631790619</id><published>2005-08-15T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:30:06.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMSes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;BEST SMS OF THE YEAR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Best : How amazing!! - A mother makes her son "INTELLIGENT" in 20 years, but a girl makes him "STUPID" in 2 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Second Best : Arguing with a girl is like wrestling with a pig in the mud. After some time, u realize that u r getting dirty, but the pig is actually enjoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third Best SMS : Boys go to college to develop the mind; girls go to college to catch them before this happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112417380631790619?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112417380631790619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112417380631790619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112417380631790619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112417380631790619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/08/smses.html' title='SMSes'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-112386136377181465</id><published>2005-08-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:05:46.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="style8" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DR. APJ Abdul Kalaam's speech in Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="style7"&gt;&lt;div class="style8" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style3"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I have three visions for India . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="style3"&gt;&lt;div class="style8" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In 3000 years of our history, people from all over the world have come and invaded us, captured our lands, conquered our minds. From Alexander onwards. The Greeks, the Turks, the Moguls, the Portuguese, the British, the French, the Dutch, all of them came and looted us, took over what was ours. Yet we have not done this to any other nation. We have not conquered anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not grabbed their land, their culture, their history and tried to enforce our way of life on them. Why? Because we respect the freedom of others. That is why my first vision is that of FREEDOM. I believe that India got its first vision of this in 1857, when we started the war of independence. It is this freedom that we must protect and nurture and build on. If we are not free, no one will respect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second vision for India is DEVELOPMENT. For fifty years we have been a developing nation. It is time we see ourselves as a developed nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are among top 5 nations of the world in terms of GDP We have 10 percent growth rate in most areas. Our poverty levels are falling. Our achievements are being globally recognized today. Yet we lack the self-confidence to see ourselves as a developed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nation, self- reliant and self-assured. Isn't this incorrect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a THIRD vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India must stand up to the world. Because I believe that, unless India stands up to the world, no one will respect us. Only strength respects strength. We must be strong not only as a military power but also as an economic power. Both must go hand-in-hand. My good fortune was to have worked with three great minds. Dr. Vikram Sarabhai of the Dept. of space, Professor Satish Dhawan, who succeeded him and Dr.Brahm Prakash, father of nuclear material. I was lucky to have worked with all three of them closely and consider this the great opportunity of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see four milestones in my career:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years I spent in ISRO. I was given the opportunity to be the project director for India 's first satellite launch vehicle, SLV3. The one that launched Rohini. These years played a very important role in my life of Scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my ISRO years, I joined DRDO and got a chance to be the part of India 's guided missile program. It was my second bliss when Agni met its mission requirements in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dept. of Atomic Energy and DRDO had this tremendous partnership in the recent nuclear tests, on May 11 and 13. This was the third bliss. The joy of participating with my team in these nuclear tests and proving to the world that India can make it, that we are no longer a developing nation but one of them. It made me feel very proud as an Indian. The fact that we have now developed for Agni a re-entry structure, for which we have developed this new material. A Very light material called carbon-carbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day an orthopedic surgeon from Nizam Institute of Medical Sciences visited my laboratory. He lifted the material and found it so light that he took me to his hospital and showed me his patients. There were these little girls and boys with heavy metallic calipers weighing over three Kg. each, dragging their feet around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to me: Please remove the pain of my patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three weeks, we made these Floor reaction Orthosis 300-gram calipers and took them to the orthopedic center. The children didn't believe their eyes. &amp;gt;From dragging around a three kg. load on their legs, they could now move around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parents had tears in their eyes. That was my fourth bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the media here so negative? Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the first in milk production.&lt;br /&gt;We are number one in Remote sensing satellites.&lt;br /&gt;We are the second largest producer of wheat.&lt;br /&gt;We are the second largest producer of rice.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Dr. Sudarshan, he has transferred the tribal village into a self-sustaining, self driving unit. There are millions of such achievements but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="style8" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper. It was the day after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place. The Hamas had struck. But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert land into an orchid and a granary. It was this inspiring picture that everyone woke up to. The gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the newspaper, buried among other news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime. Why are we so NEGATIVE?&lt;br /&gt;Another question : Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign things?&lt;br /&gt;We want foreign TVs, we want foreign shirts. We want foreign technology. Why this obsession with everything imported. Do we not realize that self-respect comes with self-reliance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. I asked her what her goal in life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied: I want to live in a developed India .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her, you and I will have to build this developed India . You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that our government is inefficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that our laws are too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that the phones don' t work, the railways are a joke, the airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU say, say and say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU do about it? Take a person on his way to Singapore ..... Give him a name - YOURS. Give him a face - YOURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground links as they are. You pay $5 (approx. Rs.60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway or Pedder Road ) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU comeback to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity. In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai . YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah. YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else." YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Jaanta hai main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still talking of the same YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commis sioner of Bombay , Mr.Tinaikar, had a point to make. "Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place," he said. "And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan . Will the Indian citizen do that here?" He's right.&lt;br /&gt;We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility. We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick a up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity. This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public. When it comes to burning social issues like those related to women, dowry, girl child and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? "It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry." So who's going to change the system?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbors, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. But definitely not me and YOU. When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr. Clean to come along &amp;amp; work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England . When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country. Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too....I am echoing J.F.Kennedy's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do what India needs from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="style8" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Abdul Kalaam&lt;br /&gt;(PRESIDENT OF INDIA )&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-112386136377181465?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/112386136377181465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=112386136377181465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112386136377181465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/112386136377181465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/08/dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10577025.post-110735248925571282</id><published>2005-02-02T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T09:45:42.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muralidheran GuestBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://books.dreambook.com/muralidheran/main.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://books.dreambook.com/muralidheran/main.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10577025-110735248925571282?l=emurali05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/feeds/110735248925571282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10577025&amp;postID=110735248925571282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/110735248925571282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10577025/posts/default/110735248925571282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emurali05.blogspot.com/2005/02/muralidheran-guestbook.html' title='Muralidheran GuestBook'/><author><name>Muralidheran Srinivasan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04889566684971433156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8i5npiSzrJM/R5vvzIEHyLI/AAAAAAAAB38/nc5rNqvZrPM/S220/DSC01523.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
