<?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-9066179</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:07:28.669-07:00</updated><category term='Pixar'/><title type='text'>what is heard</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-4503973010325202520</id><published>2007-10-23T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:48:52.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taj Madras Flight kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/Rx6M0vncA2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ip5Zx1BpY7Q/s1600-h/Taj+Air+Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124688263757169506" style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/Rx6M0vncA2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ip5Zx1BpY7Q/s320/Taj+Air+Kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;(courtesy: The Hindu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's Metro Plus Chennai (of The Hindu) had an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/mp/2007/10/24/stories/2007102450020100.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; about Taj Madras Flight Kitchen. Article rounds up the kitchen with the author and tells you what they do and what makes them special. The regular walk the factory one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chennai days, having office at Tambaram and home at Guindy, made me to pass thru airport everyday. Most of the times the "unit" train would take me up &amp;amp; down. Had a colleague living in central Chennai. He would drop me at Guindy every evening and we bike thru GST. There comes the Taj Kitchen, serve the flights depart from Chennai Anna &amp;amp; Kamaraj terminals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few seconds passing of that place still reminds the tasty food-mixture substance smell, cooking inside the hard glass and the people with white thing on their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article says, they serve 11K meals every day. Not a big number, if that is not a day to day one. The Taj brand says it all. Quality - Nutritious - Costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful part would be their work style. Many times, cooking for myself alone will make my kitchen messy &amp;amp; cleaning would take the equal amount of time as cooking. They have to be on time with no defects, to be in business. Defect(s) would be a costly mistake on air. That brings down the scale in their &amp;amp; the carrier's brand. Article is missing to mention how long they are in the air meal business. I know it for 4 years. Handling the international customers for ~4 years in terms of food is something not exceptional but definitely the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the one, where Chef Kannan says, they serve Regional Food in domestic carriers (sometimes to International carriers also - I did taste Uppuma in Singapore airlines from Chennai - Singapore). I tend to eat the direct from stove Idli, Dosa, Uppuma, Pongal and like. Of course, many. Taj guys can't parallel it, but, they atleast good in leveling the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientific and systematic - key for their 24 X 7 support &amp;amp; success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-4503973010325202520?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4503973010325202520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=4503973010325202520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/4503973010325202520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/4503973010325202520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2007/10/taj-madras-flight-kitchen.html' title='Taj Madras Flight kitchen'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/Rx6M0vncA2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ip5Zx1BpY7Q/s72-c/Taj+Air+Kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-4092144210431429379</id><published>2007-10-15T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:48:52.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pixar'/><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/RxQmFvncA1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/qT0dHeXdq94/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121760556350178130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/RxQmFvncA1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/qT0dHeXdq94/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I vote this tiny girl as #1, named as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/inc/chars_pop3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pixar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/inc/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monsters, Inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. She tanks the wonderful smile or fear or crankiness on her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/inc/chars_pop1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sulley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, lucky you!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/ts/chars_pop3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buzz lightyear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is not that cute as Boo. But, animated character is numbered #1 not just by being cute, its been selected with umpteen picks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/incredibles/chars_pop5.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, equivalently cute as Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/rat/rat1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - the Ratatouille chef doesn't catch the list though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empireonline.com/features/pixar/default.asp?NID=21258"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, you get the Top 20 Pixar characters, selected by some of the fellow netizens. Watch out for the Toon Trivia - interesting bits for every Pixar'ians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-4092144210431429379?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/4092144210431429379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=4092144210431429379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/4092144210431429379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/4092144210431429379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2007/10/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8OIavkjQjww/RxQmFvncA1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/qT0dHeXdq94/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-20895452219720369</id><published>2007-10-03T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:33:34.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will be more green and have yourself signed in saving more energy, if you agree to dim your lights on October 20, 2007 8-9 p.m in Bay area. Strange though, as an asian continent guy. It just makes it important about taking initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bay area's someone has initiated this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightsoutsf.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and called Lights Out San Francisco. You require to dim your unwanted/non-essential lights just-just for 60 minutes and install compact flourascent light bulb. Rest the energy summarised statistics will tell you, how did your 1 hr dim of waste energy has made an impact towards being green. Switch off your bathroom light, even if your roomie takes bath and singing gajuraare loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out of light on October 20 8-9 p.m, if you live in Bay area join your hands with many. Do I need light to just browse inet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightsoutla.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;city of Angels (LA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; joins too. Somebody's there to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightsoutchennai.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.lightsoutchennai.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;? (Better, don't click it, you will get bad gateway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here for press -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/n/a/2007/09/19/national/a190515D36.DTL&amp;amp;hw=lightsoutsf&amp;amp;sn=001&amp;amp;sc=1000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The SF Chronicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/services/site/premium/access-registered.intercept"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LA Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (registration required).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-20895452219720369?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/20895452219720369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=20895452219720369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/20895452219720369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/20895452219720369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2007/10/lights-off.html' title='Lights off'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-1512081349032198292</id><published>2007-10-01T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:39:20.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being webless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been quite a period, Smruthi has updated. "Didn't get time" could be a unrealistic joke. It's started just like that and got a break just like that. Still blogs are in my hobby list than the interest list. Now, it's again getting updated just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometime come out of blue and ask "hey, what's going on with Smruthi". Atleast people didn't remove from their favorites/feeds. I am still being lucky with their poor skills in clean up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I didn't think of writing something on Smruthi, I feel like writing many times whenever I cross over disturbing/thought tickling matter(s). Chances could be more, you will be saying unrealistic joke again. Yes, it is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having spent round a year in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco_Bay_Area"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bay Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, my India trip has become essential for myself &amp;amp; parents. Went back to home &amp;amp; happily made love with every brick of home. Enjoyed being out of web (even though touched it once in a while). That's (web) been stuck up in entire thing of a desi bachelor in US. If not more, atleast to many. Be it anything on universe, it has got everything. That lures a big chunk of human being. At times, the taste of being webless opens up the chances of smelling the tastes of earth. Now, started loving the world out of laptop and out of web, of course, not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lakshmansruthi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sruthi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;has been created as a competitive site to Smruthi by the same author. Fortunately, that's also unlucky towards getting updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out sometime later, Smruthi might hold a post (could say Adios too). Till then, don't cross your fingers and keep on hitting Smruthi so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-1512081349032198292?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/1512081349032198292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=1512081349032198292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/1512081349032198292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/1512081349032198292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2007/10/being-webless.html' title='Being webless'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-6972823635051263069</id><published>2006-12-29T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:51:17.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;At last they got him &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/world/la-fg-execute30dec30,0,2497621.story?coll=la-home-headlines"&gt;completely&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-6972823635051263069?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/6972823635051263069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=6972823635051263069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/6972823635051263069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/6972823635051263069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/12/at-last-they-got-him-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115974180828934863</id><published>2006-10-01T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:39:57.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is the man who got criticised more after his lifetime, I believe. Those whomever I met (even thought that is so less) had a opnion which states this man has moved our nation in a wrong path. They can give several justifications for their words, why not, they would be ready to do a research too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope, this man always has a dream as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEMXaTktUfA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Martin Luther King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, but never pronounced aggressively in any of his speech, for his motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a admirer of Gandhi Ji, 'You still live in the minds of people, in some way. The nation you dreamt for is now stands true. I should say, not only yours. Thousands of souls, who had shed their blood for the country.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the flags of our fathers fly with proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115974180828934863?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115974180828934863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115974180828934863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115974180828934863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115974180828934863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/10/ji.html' title='Ji'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115794672001665304</id><published>2006-09-10T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:40:10.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids - the fortune of India</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantastic short film. See how the children's mindset turns out violent, because of their elders attitude. I am left with question marks, after watching the movie. You??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLbRjYq4bQ8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115794672001665304?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115794672001665304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115794672001665304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115794672001665304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115794672001665304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/09/kids-fortune-of-india.html' title='Kids - the fortune of India'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115739402818581823</id><published>2006-09-04T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:40:28.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meenakshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am bad in linking. You should have seen less of links in the posts. I would like to link few now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sivamurugan.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sivamurugan.blogspot.com/2006/07/1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sivamurugan.blogspot.com/2006/06/168-38.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogsophere is a world, where everyone is given the seat of emperor. Create your own kingdom and be seated on the emperor's seat. Rule the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sivamurugan.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sivamurugan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; really impressed. Lot of snaps on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meenakshi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Madurai Meenakshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; temple. Wow, to whoever has constructed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing here is, how the time changes the temples too. Temples always have their cultural paintings on them. They don't protest against human beings for getting altered. They accept whatever is offered by the people, to serve the people. It's like how we decorate the VINAYAGAR on GANESH CHATHURTHI in our home. Everyone has their own taste of decorating the deity. Temples always reflect the present culture. Imagine, how it would have been when it was constructed and how it looks now. There would be millions of differences. It makes life interesting. People love to move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deity, who offers all sort of goodness remains same, at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115739402818581823?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115739402818581823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115739402818581823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115739402818581823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115739402818581823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/09/meenakshi.html' title='Meenakshi'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115732333433184704</id><published>2006-09-03T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:40:55.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sitting in the corner block of the bed room. Laptop, the wholesome companion for me on my non-work times. Scrolling back towards the life. The happiest, sad, teary, scariest, fearful, romantic moments are flashing in my mind. Life runs through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days of elementary school, with a three decked lunchbox to share with me and my brother. Walking towards the school and browsing through the neighbourhood. Watching the long running train from the class room window, sometimes the class room sessions too. Making sounds from the last bench. Pushing the front bench boys (some times girls) and laughing out loud on their sudden reactions. Having an eye on the iron block, wherein the watchman comes and knocks to announce the day is over. Running out first from the class. Ride fastly with the legs, reach out home. Not listening to mom's words not the evening food. Direct hit to the terrace. Joining with my friends for flying the kite. Time is running out. Mom is calling for studying the day's session and doing the homework. Shouting at her, 'no home work ma'. She, somehow convinces me and pulling me back to home. Mom advicing me to read the lesson SHOUTLY, which my brother used to do. Doing it unlikingly. Keeping an eye on the clock aside. Daddy comes in, the entire focus now turns into the book. As usual, the mindful caring and careless eyes. Time runs by. Mom prepares the night food. Time to finish the text. Which and what has gone into mind in the study session, god knows. Calling us for dinner and switching on the TV. Wow, the study session is over. Going back to bed. The day starts again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115732333433184704?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115732333433184704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115732333433184704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115732333433184704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115732333433184704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-goes-by.html' title='Life goes by'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115699644967160879</id><published>2006-08-30T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:55:41.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Back to the heavenly hell :-) :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115699644967160879?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115699644967160879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115699644967160879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115699644967160879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115699644967160879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-heavenly-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115424249474449856</id><published>2006-07-29T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:54:54.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisement</title><content type='html'>The creative side of media. Recent times, every other channels occupied by advertisements at least once in 15 minutes. What they achieve? Who are their target audience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This media element, definitely need good amount of experience for a director and other technical artists. AXN's 30 seconds to fame would be appropriate to mention. Time window is less to prove them. Human power can not be comparable against anything. Several artists come to the stage and colors the 30 seconds with their ultimate talents. Advertising directors stands in the same scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are given short span of time, as usual. The produced version, has to come in between of all tear generators (mega serials), many times. They really catch up the audience. Who are they? Not the maami with rolling drops in her eyes. Not the maama who curses always at maami for not giving him food at serial times. Not the 22 year dashing youth who roams in the corridor with cell phone embedded and jolls with one of the girl friend. The audience is our little flowers of home, children. The creative directors of Sivaji (The Boss) JD and Jerry, who are also the on demand advertisement makers in the south Indian market accepts the fact. They target and create the ad for kids. In fact, it is much visible at almost all the homes. Gone are the days, showing moon for feeding the kids. Advertisements have replaced the god's creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the product does get marketed? Yes, the elders and care takers of this little flowers has no other go to jump for other channels. Kids always are the emperors. They will not speak, but the orders will be issued to all by them. Keep repeating the lie and it becomes TRUE, the well known saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115424249474449856?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115424249474449856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115424249474449856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115424249474449856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115424249474449856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/07/advertisement.html' title='Advertisement'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115358020422027855</id><published>2006-07-22T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T07:56:44.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iTechnology</title><content type='html'>Impossible to run. Impossible to bat or bowl. Impossible, anything, that involves physical activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been to the cricket mela, not to sit and watch, but to BAT &amp; BOWL. Thinking, I could do micro contribution to the team. The outcome was so comic. I like this comment, 'why da, you are catching the hen in the ground?'. I do pass comments towards some bad performing Indian players, which is so easy. This doesn't involve any effort, except rotating the tongue. But, to stand and do the same is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing cricket is almost a forgotten activity. Is this just restricted to one activity? How many I (we) missed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, IT professionals unknowingly addicted into the bad life style &amp; cycle. The field of IT still holds millions of YOUTH. We have no bulk of RETIRED IT professionals, who knows the after effects of this life style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s play…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run my IT pal&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bury yourself in your monitor’s pixels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Indian Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115358020422027855?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115358020422027855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115358020422027855&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115358020422027855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115358020422027855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/07/itechnology.html' title='iTechnology'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115246057136806794</id><published>2006-07-09T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:12:32.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coutraalam</title><content type='html'>Awesome, marvelous, fantastic, mind blowing. These words don’t suffice to pen about Coutraalam, the master of falls in Tamil Nadu. Just thought, these words would be the one to post after the trip. But, the words are disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 AM. Pretty clear morning. Childish air blowing everywhere around the place. Mother of green blessed the place without limit. People with shorts and towel covered top were walking with smiles. Started wondering, my intelligent plan of going in early morning would make myself to enjoy the less crowded coutraalam. Damn, my plan washed out. I could guess the crowd in the main falls. On the way, there were many (in fact, a lot) of shops with herbals, ayurvedic oils, toys, textile shops (with most of shorts and towels) and most important Coutraalanathar temple. Our ancestors are great in many ways; this temple is one among that. As expected, the feel of the famous saaral is very near. The melodious sound and the drizzle. Wow. This natural effect, nobody can reproduce, expect almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the showtime of main falls. One by one, all of my above dissolved. Know what, the people factor presented me a disaster. The early morning time, where these people had come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am moving inside the crowd. This is under assumption; at least I will get the glimpse of the falls. I had a bad assumption. I didn't get the one what I expected. They don't let you inside, if you are waiting outside. If you mix with them, you will be oil massaged, put inside the falls for few minutes and automatically pushed outside without your knowledge. Everything is automated by people factor. These people will do the above for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could see many people hold soap bars with them. What an Irony? The water that falls down has anything lesser than hamam, rexona and lux. Probably those people could answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip was an excellent one, except the angry on government, which hasn't taken prompt actions to make the people to enjoy the nature's shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115246057136806794?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115246057136806794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115246057136806794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115246057136806794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115246057136806794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/07/coutraalam.html' title='Coutraalam'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-115053453215181058</id><published>2006-06-17T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T01:55:32.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 years since, I have met him</title><content type='html'>Brain is a beautiful organ of God’s architecture. What it puts things in and when it brings it back? This is something wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always delight ourselves by going back to our olden and golden memories. But, it needs a kick start by some mean. An old song could get back the memories of theater experiences when you have watched that movie. A path way that you walk after a long time could knock you with the persons you have walked with. Your old clothing’s could bring you the day your parents presented the brand new clothing on the grand occasion. On a hectic meeting schedule, someone mouths a person’s name could bring in the romantic scenes with your girl friend who also has a same name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some or the other day, we push ourselves to pull into the back roads. That day will definitely be the happiest day of the month or week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made my day, my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-115053453215181058?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/115053453215181058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=115053453215181058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115053453215181058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/115053453215181058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/06/13-years-since-i-have-met-him.html' title='13 years since, I have met him'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114882355903698588</id><published>2006-05-28T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T06:39:19.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not??</title><content type='html'>India, always keep its people busy with either scam, political dramas, disaster and so on. So, now it's agitation and excitement about reservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not quite get what's the core issue behind this. The great thing that's been observed by everyone is the fire from the students community. The nation's health is in a good position, only when the young citizens are alert and active. Good to see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... Where did you go, for all other pestering national issues? Will you get down on the road only when the issue ripples around YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, why not you make the difference?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114882355903698588?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114882355903698588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114882355903698588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114882355903698588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114882355903698588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-not.html' title='Why not??'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114692356525234762</id><published>2006-05-06T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T06:59:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Voting</title><content type='html'>Things being investigated, knowledge became complete. Their knowledge being complete, their thoughts were sincere. Their thoughts being sincere, their hearts were rectified. Their hearts being rectified, their persons were cultivated. Their persons being cultivated, their families were regulated. Their families being regulated, their states were rightly governed. Their states being rightly governed, the whole kingdom was made tranquil and happy. ~ &lt;strong&gt;Confucius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it. ~ &lt;strong&gt;Albert Einstein &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many forms of Government have been tried, and will be tried in this world of sin and woe. No one pretends that democracy is perfect or all-wise. Indeed, it has been said that democracy is the worst form of government except all those other forms that have been tried from time to time. ~ &lt;strong&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;/strong&gt;, Speech in the House of Commons (11 November 1947)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes. ~ &lt;strong&gt;Winston Churchill &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity is not a handicap in politics. ~ &lt;strong&gt;Napoleon Bonaparte &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikiquote.org"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.wikiquote.org&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114692356525234762?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114692356525234762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114692356525234762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114692356525234762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114692356525234762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-voting.html' title='Happy Voting'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114692273258840843</id><published>2006-05-06T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T06:38:52.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamil Nadu Election 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;People in Tamil Nadu started forgetting the heat of Sun, even though the Agni Natchathiram is now on. The state's next 5 years destiny will be inked on May 8th. The year 2007 will highlight this day as one of the important happenings of its predecessor. What do my surroundings say about Tamil Nadu Election 2006?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long week-end, consecutively.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do these politicians manage the heat and humidity? Pity on them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What these celluloid personalities do for the parties? Did they offer much of cash from them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every VIP in a political party invests so much of money towards his victory. What is wrong with him to expect the Return On Investment?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ever vote to this party. They will suck you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our taxes are going to hit the sky, whoever chairs the government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to leave my native at any cost. My family is in need to make that party win.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After my relocation to the new area, I have cancelled my voting membership belong to that area and got the new one for this area.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are these ex-IITians party doing anything great?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know who contest in my place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not going to Vote.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to cast 49-O.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who should I Vote?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why should I Vote?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever it is, we are the one to criticize and choose our representatives. Now the ball is in our court. Let's cast vote and taste our democratic rights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114692273258840843?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114692273258840843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114692273258840843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114692273258840843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114692273258840843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/05/tamil-nadu-election-2006.html' title='Tamil Nadu Election 2006'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114631759279074544</id><published>2006-04-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:38:13.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirupati - Mr. Commercial</title><content type='html'>The bits and pieces of Tirupati are commanded and controlled by TTD personnel. The actions &amp; reactions that happen in Tirupati belong to them. These people do this with the only belief that the eternal power Mr. Venkatachalapathy won’t step in anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he aware of the recent commercial coloring of this divine land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not many hoardings hanging around the city. No advertising bhagvans, at least. Around the Sannadhi Street, you could see the attractive hoarding, which is much larger than others (by TTD people, of course). It has the professional touch of lighting, coloring and designs. It consist none other than the list for the day to day urchavams, special darshans with the PRICE. There are many people starring at this hoarding. They could be planning for their turn to pick one of them and pay their etc. All popularized temples, follow these methods. An anaconda line for payless darshans and short &amp;amp; luxurious queue for paid darshans. Tirupati, not an exception being the second largest in the world. Only GOD can step in to regulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business. The business always evolves and ripples around the core component. Here the core component is again Mr. Venkatachalapathy. You could see the same content of people in shopping complex and inside the temple. This may not be wrong, with business owners and devotees. I feel, it is more of commercialization for this divine land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corruption. Many of the entrants into Tirupati would have faced. It starts from the booking, darshan and wherever people rush in. It happens just near the Mulasthanam too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;brammam okatte, para brammam okatte&lt;/em&gt; - Sri Annamayya. For whatever reason he has scripted is now taking place. Good to know the participation of money has thrown out all this. The only PLUS, I could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Venkatachalapathy, if you aware of the above, do you have any ideas to eradicate any of these?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114631759279074544?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114631759279074544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114631759279074544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114631759279074544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114631759279074544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/04/tirupati-mr-commercial.html' title='Tirupati - Mr. Commercial'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114192561457760904</id><published>2006-03-09T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:50:01.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOSS</title><content type='html'>“The most striking aspect about them is that despite the fact that they are both engineers they have a good business judgment. They think long and hard on every decision they take that will affect the user. They are very dedicated to the users' needs and whatever decision they take they have a high belief that it will benefit the user”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the true stuff about the dashing duo of current IT bazaar and these were delivered by one of their nominated representative for Asia-Pacific and Latin America region. A perfect BOSS is the one who gets quoted by their employees, in their absence. This is the reason they always flag on top of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;என்னலே சுமுருதி, ஒரே புகழாரம். யாரு அந்த பாஸு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are again? Allow me to write. Please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சும்மா விரட்டாத... நீ matter'ku வாலே.. யாரு அந்த பாஸு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided. Let us shoot the FULL STOP for all this. Tell me, why you are disturbing me. Chandramukhi Jyothika is better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சோதிகா!?!? ஏலெ, உனக்கு அந்த புள்ள மேல ஒரு கண்ணு. விளங்குது. அதுக்காக என்ன வார்த்தை சொல்லி போட்ட நீ. நான் உனக்குள்ள ஒருத்தன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need proper response. Answer me. More than that what and why is that name Sruthi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நீ மட்டும் பொம்பள புள்ள பேரு வெச்சிக்கலாம். நாங்க கூடாதோ? என்னவெ நியாயம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is none of your business. Get lost from my land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அவமானம். வெட்கம். வேதனை. வச்சிகறேன் உனக்கு.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever you want. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பாக்கலாம். நீயா, நானா. இங்க நீ இருக்கணும் இல்ல நான் இருக்கணும். மோதி பார்த்துபுடலாம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not repeat again. Please make a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இந்த நாள் உன்னோட diary'la குறிச்சி வச்சிக்கோ. இன்னயொட உன்னோட புகழ் (அது இருக்கா என்ன?) சரிய போகுது. இதே போல நானும் ப்ளாக் ஆரம்பிச்சு உனக்கு சரிசமமா வரல.. எதுக்கு வரல? வருவேன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get lost. Adiós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வரேன். next meet பண்ரேன்.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114192561457760904?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114192561457760904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114192561457760904&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114192561457760904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114192561457760904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/03/boss.html' title='The BOSS'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-114156600384470355</id><published>2006-03-05T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:40:03.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smruthi vs sruthi</title><content type='html'>Long long ago, so long ago a smart speaking (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that's how he say&lt;/span&gt;) blogger (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;since he started a blog&lt;/span&gt;) aggressively started scripting on web with BLOGGER. Suddenly he has moved out of the blogosphere without notice (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;notice kudutha mattum...&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Now he is here with bang (sathamey varalyeppa..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he have been doing all these days (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;romba mukkiyam&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;He went to California (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;adhu dhan theriyume&lt;/span&gt;) and he came back (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;sari, adhukku&lt;/span&gt;). Started executing from Chennai (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;paaruda, ennamo periya CFO maadhiri pesaran&lt;/span&gt;). Didn't turn his head towards blogger, except once (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;idhellam over appu&lt;/span&gt;). To not leave the sense of blog, he used to read his fellow blogger's scripts (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;paravayillaye&lt;/span&gt;). He also started reading some of the other unknown (to him) and very well known (to other tamil literature lovers) authors (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;idhunala enna solla varra&lt;/span&gt;). One of the fellow blogger used to say ezhudunga, ezhudunga (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;yaaruppa andha thanga manasu kaaran&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is ending this post, because of too much of interruption of his split personality (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ada paavi, ada paavi&lt;/span&gt;). He will come back again with a bang (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;paarthiya, vida mattenriye&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aala viduda saami.... (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;app&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a, inraya pani indrodu mudindhadhu. eppadiyum adutha time varuve illa.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-114156600384470355?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/114156600384470355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=114156600384470355&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114156600384470355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/114156600384470355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2006/03/smruthi-vs-sruthi.html' title='smruthi vs sruthi'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-113284055447038660</id><published>2005-11-24T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T05:56:51.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>god's own correspondent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blessed are those who get,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...kicks from the smoothy legs of a infant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...tight hold of their big finger inside the tiny hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...divine smiling response for your lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kids, the most liked stage of human being by the human being. Their world made up with happiness, colors, dreams, angels, peace and so many things which we are wishing for our life. Painless &amp;amp; money less world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sujatha helps me to end the post, 'life'la kuda VCR'la irukkira maadhiri oru rewind button irundha evlo nalla irukkum...'&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/9066179-113284055447038660?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/113284055447038660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=113284055447038660&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/113284055447038660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/113284055447038660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/11/gods-own-correspondent.html' title='god&apos;s own correspondent'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-113029886728367012</id><published>2005-10-25T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:55:33.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ORU PAYANIYIN KATHAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ellorum sollum pAAttu..&lt;br /&gt;solvene unnai pAArthu..&lt;br /&gt;medaiye vaiyagam oru medaiye..&lt;br /&gt;veshame angellam verum veshame..&lt;br /&gt;mothathil vandhu Kudum, pin Odum nAAm KUthadum KUttame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legendry mix!!! The divine voice of SPB, magical tune of Ilayaraja, soft presentation of choreographer turned director Balumahendra. Our company orders a wonderful cake for monthly Birthday Bash. You may think what the tie between Icecream and the musical is. Back to the point, those cake pieces we used to feel only if it is in hand, once it finds the place in the mouth, that's it. It will go just like that, inside the stomach, spreading the taste from the tongue till the end it reaches. This musical, starts from the ear and spreads everywhere. Listen this, you will also feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the breed of Monkey. I thought of writing travelogue (worth doing it?),but listening the above rendering, my hands started the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's follow Smruthi, from Chennai Airport. August 13, clock is ready to move to August 14. Our guy Smruthi is a self-learning guy. Rarely approaches others, only in case of problem. He is sitting in one of the chair and staring at the television showing the flight departure information. He is not ready to move out his eyes from that television. Reason, he don't want to miss the flight at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for him to step in his legs into the flight. For your information, till now, his mind set like this. A bus will pick the passengers and drop near the movable stairs, which heads toward the entrance door of the flight. Reason, he badly affected by Indian Cinema. Back to the scene. Security guard checks the tickets, not so good looking air staff (of course girl) again checks the tickets. He enters into a tunnel kind of pathway. He is seeing a small entrance, with pair of Thai Airhostess wishing the persons. He wondered, is he come to the flight entrance. His mind says, NO. Anyways, he follows the guys (of course gals) who are coming in parallel with him. He crossed the Thai girls and they routed him to the right side. He entered. Ho, his goodness, he is inside the flight. He is blaming his mind for holding the outdated data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly walks in the path between pair of seats. He has nothing before him to proceed, after a few seconds of walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thodarum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-113029886728367012?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/113029886728367012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=113029886728367012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/113029886728367012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/113029886728367012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/10/oru-payaniyin-kathai.html' title='ORU PAYANIYIN KATHAI'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112780178254387022</id><published>2005-09-26T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:31:02.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot to think about title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mind is full of tension. How come these hotel people can do like this? Now they made me to walk all the way to SUBWAY. This is not fine. The entire evening is collapsed. Who ever is reading this, believe me, whenever you are tension or that sort don't forget to notice the environment, you might miss the great opportunities. Yes. I didn't miss it in the above. My eyes stopped on the sign board of that so called building. That company is the dream of a man whose life is a book of mixed thoughts. Today, it entertains almost every home in the world by its makings. &lt;strong&gt;1984&lt;/strong&gt;, this year can praise thyself. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_jobs"&gt;Steve Jobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, holds the seat of Chairman &amp;amp; CEO started his company &lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com"&gt;PIXAR&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still remember &lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/featurefilms/incredibles/"&gt;THE INCREDIBLES&lt;/a&gt; movie I saw at Sathyam. They are all nothing but the great power of human being called Imagination. I was stunned to see the effort of the people worked for the picture. To be honest, THE INCREDIBLES is the first pixar movie I saw. Cursed myself for missing the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now this building is standing before me. My mind started thinking the making of THE INCREDIBLES. Slowly toed my leg towards Subway, got my Veggie Patty and came back to room. My hands navigated me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.pixar.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Site alerted me with Check Out the Latest Teaser Trailer for Cars (Releasing June 9, 2006). You guessed it right, my mind is again with the PIXAR building and the people inside working for CARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hail Steve Jobs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-112780178254387022?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112780178254387022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112780178254387022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112780178254387022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112780178254387022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/09/forgot-to-think-about-title.html' title='forgot to think about title'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112753598115619860</id><published>2005-09-23T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T21:27:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WIKI - vaazhga valarga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Writing few sentences and deleting it. I did this in a loop and failed to get words. Mind is the power of attorney for every thoughts inside. If it goes lazy, nothing can overrule it by any means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WikiPedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the online repository of world, features a article everyday. They never failed to attract the people who hits the page. For me, being in foreign land and always dreams, thinks, virtually roams around the streets of Chennai, this article about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tamil_people"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tamil people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; increased my thoughts about the land of love and satisfaction. You may miss it, if you are not reading this on time. Fills an mood of happiness. Worthy news to be shared with the world of Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-112753598115619860?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112753598115619860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112753598115619860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112753598115619860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112753598115619860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/09/wiki-vaazhga-valarga.html' title='WIKI - vaazhga valarga...'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112468930918553742</id><published>2005-08-21T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:46:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aa.. Aah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andha chandiranum oru nanban&lt;br /&gt;andha suriyanum oru nanban&lt;br /&gt;ivai yaavum padaitha oruvan&lt;br /&gt;andha iraivan enakku nanban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en anbe aaruyire, en anbe aaruyir neeye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening numerous times from the land of decenct/gentle people. Smruthi is now publishing from &lt;strong&gt;Emeryville, California&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many first time experiences I felt. First time ever in my life I am leaving my mummy and daddy for a long time. I am leaving my home land for a long time. First time, take-off and landing in the mega airports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separation is a sweet sorrow. Who ever said it, that's really true. Separation from the motherland is.. I failed to get the words.. Nothing can be compared with this.&lt;br /&gt;My bad time, the sincere Indian officials disallowed people inside the airport when I left from India. They said because of Independence day, so these security measures. They damn care about people who are leaving their sons, daughters, parents and waiting to see the flight taking off the ground. My check-in time started blinking. I didn't prepare myself to say BYE to my parents. They are not allowed inside. I said BYE to all. Didn't turn up, not even waved my hands. I went off directly as if I have no one standing outside for me. Check-in started for me. Girl who was sitting in the check-in counter, totally not in mood. I read that from her face. May be, she is working on saturday night and left her hubby in the home alone. A sincere dad was moving with mega size baggages in front of me. Two IT guys behind me laughing and gossiping about their colleagues. Even though my mind notices them, I could visualise my mummy's tears on my shoulder. My care takers are standing outside waiting for my departure. To your surprise, my entry inside airport was 10:15 PM, flight scheduled to depart by 1:15 PM. My parents were standing outside the airport to see my flight's take-off. They waited till my flight's take-off. Can you think of this situation? Standing in the streets of airport and looking at their son's departure from the home land. Horrible. Indian officials got curses from me, our Independence day too. Nothing else I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in the land of dreams. My memory rolls out to the past. Bangalore, Koramangala, 10 Block. A guy with blue shirt and unmatched pant, walking around the streets with the neat looking folder, consists of numerous photo copies of resume. His eyes searching for Hi-Tech buildings flashing some IT solutions. When ever he finds one, runs to the security guard, 'Sir, I am a fresher. I need to apply for the fresher programme in this company. Can you please guide me to proceed' He got good responses, not all the places. He got curses too(no fresher.. jaavo.. blah.. blah..) He finds one road side shop. Drinks 2 packet of water and 2 bananas. Lunch over. His hunting begins again. Now that guy writes blog in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ww.smruthiblog.com  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from his dream place, from the land of opportunities and handles his company's assignments here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;andha iraivan enakku nanban&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-112468930918553742?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112468930918553742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112468930918553742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112468930918553742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112468930918553742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/08/aa-aah.html' title='Aa.. Aah..'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112125021159797809</id><published>2005-07-13T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T03:24:40.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HotSpot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday evening was not pleasant, as it was hot and skin started emitting sweat. I volunteered myself to make it pleasant. So responded my friend with a BYE and started walking towards the hunting place. I'm walking in the streets of most happening point in Chennai. It's T.Nagar, Panagal Park and my hunting arena is Booklands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always, I get confused with what book to select and what not to select. I feel like being the owner of that shop. I envy the workers around there. Did they know the esteem of this bookish environment, they are in? I don't know. Looks like, they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My selection habit will be like this. First browse the books till I feel the pain of legs. In the mean time, I would have fixed some authors and their scripts to own myself. This time my hunt resulted in, &lt;strong&gt;Sujathavin Therndedutha Sirukathaigal - Part I, Vandhargal Venrargal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; by Madhan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and Guru prashadhin Kadaisi Dhinam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; by &lt;a href="http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/03/sujathaah.html"&gt;Sujatha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. You might ask all these are old beauties, except one. I made a slow entry to the wonders of books, so these are all my left-overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happen to see &lt;strong&gt;Pa. Vijay&lt;/strong&gt;'s 12 book collection. All twelve books got released recently by Kalainjar Karunanidhi. Just had a look into one book. It's so artificial. Authors(not everyone) started thinking more on paper quality, clippings, front cover, models but not the depth in words. IMHO, don't write just for perks, even though it is a need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Passed by &lt;strong&gt;Charu Niveditha&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;em&gt;Konal Pakkangal&lt;/em&gt;(3 Parts). Once, we at our team, used to laugh at his konal pakkangal(online) in our leisure time, even though he writes in a serious mode. So didn't want to take risk, by holding it my book shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ashoka Mithran&lt;/strong&gt;, never invested my time in his words. Something will stop me, whenever I decide to select his book. My mind will say, am I capable of grasping his content? Soon in future, my mind will stop asking this question, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aadhavan&lt;/strong&gt;, I've already own his all time hit, &lt;em&gt;En Peyar Ramaseshan&lt;/em&gt;. But the result was, I used to read one line and will think for more time. I don't want to think more, so Aadhavan also didn't sit in my shopping bag. He will fill my bookshelf, if I become a meatured reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A special mention goes to &lt;strong&gt;Raja sir&lt;/strong&gt;, Booklands people played &lt;a href="http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-divine-flavour.html"&gt;Thiruvasagam&lt;/a&gt; in the backdrop. Yes, Music is a best medicine. My leg pain reduced a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm in the mid of my hunting. Suddenly, someone touched me and said, Sir Closing hour. Wonder. Bookshop is closing by 8 PM. They are disappointing book lovers. Who knows, they might be rushing home to see Selvi, Kanvarukkaga, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: I used 16 I in this post. Am I boasting? ( cha, ingayum two I.. What's the remedy? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-112125021159797809?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112125021159797809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112125021159797809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112125021159797809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112125021159797809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/07/hotspot.html' title='HotSpot'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112116582249236253</id><published>2005-07-12T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T04:00:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody pinch me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your eyes are widening, right. I'm in new attire. Someone (e)pinch me soon. Like me in this new mold, leave on your words in the comments section (&lt;em&gt;ippadiyavadhu comment varattume!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think, this is the first time, my blog is addressing my tag line (&lt;a href="http://www.smruthiblog.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all the romantics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), (un)knowingly. Does this pic on top and the lighter present feeding u a romantic feel? Say Yes. I am so allergic to &lt;em&gt;No/Nahin/Ledhu/Illa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have u ever saw a baby, who will be looking at her new dress frequently and smiles often. I am in the same mindset. Many times, I looked smruthi and smiled at the monitor. My next seat colleague started staring at me. Hope he saw Anniyan and visualizing the Nemo, sorry, Remo personality from my gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Updated my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/5280995"&gt;profile&lt;/a&gt; too, have a look at it guys.&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/9066179-112116582249236253?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112116582249236253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112116582249236253&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112116582249236253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112116582249236253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/07/somebody-pinch-me.html' title='Somebody pinch me!!'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-112107091076330179</id><published>2005-07-11T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:03:40.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect divine flavour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nama sivaya vAzhga nAthan thAL vAzhga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you would have caught the essence of this post. Yes. This is about the recent project of &lt;em&gt;Isaignani Ilayaraja&lt;/em&gt;. I should say, Raja at his best. I have not read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamilnation.org/sathyam/east/thiruvasagam/tvasagam01.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thiruvasagam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; till now. But it makes me to read the Thiruvasagam script by Maanickavasagar. I played it in the system and started feeling the divinity. As Sujatha said, these are not the musical scripts, that are to be listened by MP3. Compressing the music is like, override the taste and fill the stomach. That's right. I'm missing the realism of songs by not listening in the better music system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect scenario to listen Thiruvasagam is, wake up with the sun in the early morning. Don't mix your brain and heart with any thoughts, be fresh minded. Cleanse yourself. Insert Thiruvasagam and hit play button. You will start melt and float in the clouds. This is not the piece of work that makes your legs to jump or damages your ear or breaks your head or increases your heart beat or makes you tired or puts you in ecstacy. Sip the heavely feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put a red carpet welcome to Raja sir, to produce more musicals like Thiruvasagam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-112107091076330179?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/112107091076330179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=112107091076330179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112107091076330179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/112107091076330179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-divine-flavour.html' title='Perfect divine flavour'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111871858663204033</id><published>2005-06-13T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:21:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One more EMU train journey from Chromepet to Kodambakkam. As usual, I am standing in the foot board and enjoying the breeze and speed. People around me, thinking of next hour shopping and their purse. To my surprise, I saw this kirukkal inside the train,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kanne,&lt;br /&gt;avalai parkkadhe&lt;br /&gt;kadaisiyil&lt;br /&gt;kanner vida povadhu&lt;br /&gt;nee dhan?&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the lines may seem normal, the message it delivers is the PAIN and PRECAUTION. Not everyone succeeds in LOVE and not everyone fails in LOVE. This is the voice of a failed soul. Let GOD give him peace to this Anoymous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-111871858663204033?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111871858663204033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111871858663204033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111871858663204033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111871858663204033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-more-emu-train-journey-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111738139635494254</id><published>2005-05-29T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:22:35.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanner... Thanner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Water.. This colorless element is really disturbing people around Tamil Nadu. But, the annoying factor is some people spoke, they still speak and they will speak for ever, without bringing their so-called brilliant ideas into reality. Because, they are out of the suffering layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You might wonder, why I am saying all these? Reason, Sunday 11 P.M to 12 P.M is an hour to get tense or emotional. It's Arattai Arangam in Sun TV and Agada Vigadam in Raj TV. My concern is about Raj TV here. For the last few weeks, they were discussing about Palar River issue in a stage layed down on Palar River. Nice thought for the future. People they brought in to speak was MLA's, MP's and Public notaries. Do they suffer from water problem? Do they roam around their area to bring water for their needs? Do they know what's the frequency of water supply in their place? The answer for all these questions is NO. They can only imagine the scenario and speak. The people reallly suffer are listening to their speech, with all the dreams in their mind. Better, communication media can stop these kind of nonsence marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9066179-111738139635494254?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111738139635494254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111738139635494254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111738139635494254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111738139635494254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/05/thanner-thanner.html' title='Thanner... Thanner...'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111621343351435312</id><published>2005-05-15T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:24:12.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iyangar veetu azhaga..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long long ago, so long ago... I meant, writing a blog-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Title sounds like a look back of Anniyan song. Certainly not. Sudden events will unremarkably bring more smiles per hour from u, sometimes it may not. For me, should say us (me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://narsidude.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Narsidude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and our friend Sri), which happened last week. Okay events apart, here are my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really missed the memories of Sujatha's Sri Rangathu Devathaigal. If I would have red it once again, before our Sri Rangam visit, that would have been a great see. But some places I could able to recollect. Gopuram, really mystified me. Assures us the power of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really silence attracts people. Everybody knows that he doesn't speak to us. But his silence speaks more. I mean, &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Smart Thiruvarangan&lt;/strong&gt;. People rush in like anything. It's very hot, they never mind. It's a week-day, they never mind. It's crowded, they really never mind. A father and mother, praying for their daughter to get marry soon. Bald headed person with his 20 aged son, praying for his MBBS college admission. Smartly dressed man, praying for the great business turn over. Newly married couple praying for their babies. Old aged couple, praying for their smooth departures. How many? How he will handle? Mind full of wonders... But everywhere it is the voice of &lt;strong&gt;CONFIDENCE&lt;/strong&gt;. They firmly believe Ranganathar can do it for them. I too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9066179-111621343351435312?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111621343351435312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111621343351435312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111621343351435312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111621343351435312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/05/iyangar-veetu-azhaga.html' title='Iyangar veetu azhaga..'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111279365151117425</id><published>2005-04-06T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:24:52.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I rarely hang on responsibilities. I am a poor executor of those. Being a bachelor, I should do at any cost. Recent incident kicked me for not taking the so called RESPONSIBILITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My roomie is a busy man, who loves the office at all the times. Since the Bathroom's Electric Light Bulb was fused off, he requested me to buy one and fix it. I said OKAY(b'coz I can't say no). While coming back from office, I stepped in to a grocery shop and asked the shop keeper for the bulb. He suddenly asked me &lt;em&gt;40 or 60 or 140&lt;/em&gt;. Remember again, I rarely hang on responsibilities. I told him &lt;em&gt;40 Rs Bulb kudunga&lt;/em&gt;. He smiled a bit and replied me &lt;em&gt;illa sir, naan VOLTS sonnen&lt;/em&gt;. S... Shame on me. I didn't even guess the Bulb would be around 10 or 20 bugs. God's grace, nobody was there around. This incident slaped me with this moral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is not just BITS and BYTES&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9066179-111279365151117425?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111279365151117425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111279365151117425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111279365151117425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111279365151117425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-rarely-hang-on-responsibilities.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111104345642581866</id><published>2005-03-16T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:25:43.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Matha Pitha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Deivam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-111104345642581866?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111104345642581866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111104345642581866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111104345642581866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111104345642581866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/03/black.html' title='BLACK'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-111052560375338917</id><published>2005-03-10T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:26:00.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SujathAAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You won't get the script, once you are out of the flavor. Can't guess what I am saying right? Let me light up. Last week I paid for a novel written by Sujatha, of course to read. I red his articles only thru Ananda Vikatan, but not any of his other writings which came in the form of book. At long lost, I caught it. Coming back to the first line, I lost the novel's feel now, because I red it 4 days before. Like any asset, our knowledge will also depreciate over the period. Anyhow, it has to be reared. This novel was published around 1992 and it came as a weekly article in Ananda Vikatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a about a Multi Personality Disorder(to say in easier term). I am not sharing the story. Usually, I will try to complete the book at one stretch, without any interval, if it interests me. Of course, this Novel did. I hope, the Novel/Story which is coming out in the form of book will succeed, only when it makes u to visualize the incidents. It will force u'rself into the story and will make u as one of the spectator in the story line, that they are narrating. Sujatha, I believe, he is one of the experitise in this magic. If at all an assistant director is reading this story and wants to bring this in a celluloid, then the title card for screenplay will picture Sujatha(naturally story also). No need to write one more for the picturaisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U will win in any contest if u exhibit u'rself as different. Sujatha did. At the end of every chapter he finished the word with 'AAH'. Ho, my goodness, I forgot the name of this Novel. It is, as well, &lt;strong&gt;AAH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9066179-111052560375338917?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/111052560375338917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=111052560375338917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111052560375338917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/111052560375338917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/03/sujathaah.html' title='SujathAAH'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110835656215159754</id><published>2005-02-13T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:26:21.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nerungavum illai vilagavum illai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nenjam seiyum thollai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAADHAL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Na. Muthukumar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentines Day&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9066179-110835656215159754?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110835656215159754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110835656215159754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110835656215159754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110835656215159754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/02/nerungavum-illai-vilagavum-illainenjam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110735567550057730</id><published>2005-02-02T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:26:37.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love from another perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope this would be a post to prelude the most awaited Valentines Day of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy really astonished me by his work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pookavithai.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_109419418268259881.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here he go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&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/9066179-110735567550057730?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110735567550057730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110735567550057730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110735567550057730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110735567550057730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-from-another-perspective.html' title='Love from another perspective'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110725737724182555</id><published>2005-02-01T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:26:59.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bharathi - Never compromise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is the man who always create the vibration in U, whenever he is remembered by any means. For me, this time, it was from the movie &lt;strong&gt;Bharathi&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Person X: Bharathi.. Bharathi.. Maharaja unnoda veetu mun vandhu vittar. Pakkathu veetu Panchatcharam avarukku sevai seidhu kondirukkirar. Seekirama kezhe Va.&lt;br /&gt;Bharathi: Panchatcharam oru mudugelumbilladha jandhu. Avan seivadhai naan seiya vendumaa. Shelly meeting nadandhu kondirukkiradhu. Thondaravu seiyadhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those diamond and there are so many in this film. I am just thinking, how many would have been there in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better I can end this post by the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adhu yenna yettayapurathil mattum oruthikku neruppai sumandha karuppai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9066179-110725737724182555?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110725737724182555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110725737724182555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110725737724182555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110725737724182555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/02/bharathi-never-compromise.html' title='Bharathi - Never compromise'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110603135988866168</id><published>2005-01-17T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:27:57.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chennai Book Fair goes Online</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is not much for me to scribble about the recent Chennai Book Fair. Today's daily penned about the launch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chennaibookfair.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chennai Book Fair's new website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and their future plans. Even though it gives a simple feel now, let us hope they will keep this site active and feed more for the book worms around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Such innovative initiatives will interest the book publishers to go online, so to get noticed in the e-world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-110603135988866168?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110603135988866168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110603135988866168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110603135988866168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110603135988866168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/01/chennai-book-fair-goes-online.html' title='Chennai Book Fair goes Online'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110533969777780642</id><published>2005-01-09T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:28:17.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't stop myself from saying about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nammavar, the all time classic in Tamil Cinema Industry. People who were at the front and back of this movie will be remembered. But, my special mention goes to the veteran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamilstar.com/profile/actor/nagesh/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Per the movie, his daugher hangs and died. From the time he heard the news and till the cremation scene, he gets out the tear from audience but not from himself. Broke all the rules of traditional death scene of Kollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.real-image.com/livebeyondcancer/mahesh.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahesh Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, the departed musician, who composed the tracks of this movie also gets the pat on his back. GOD always gives us a hint on our end. For Magesh, it was thru Professor Selvam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nammar, would be the strong recommendation for all the future entrants to the house of Cinema.&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/9066179-110533969777780642?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110533969777780642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110533969777780642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110533969777780642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110533969777780642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-couldnt-stop-myself-from-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110482629426376540</id><published>2005-01-03T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:28:36.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karai mel pirakka vaithai, yengalai kaneeril midhakka vaithai</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday night, it was one more boring walk to reach my place. Slowly I started hearing the sound of an announcement regarding Tsunami Relief fund. I thought it was usual. Yes it was. But the people who involved in this activity inspired me to the core. Yes, they are BLIND guys. They are singing songs with a small archestra in a goods van with a small banner saying 'Paarvaiattror Sangam'. Two boys beside van holding money bags to collect Tsunami fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These days people, who are still strong enough to help, are raising their hands to help the badly affected people, which makes no wonder. Especially these blind people, they themself need more support from others for their survival. But these guys roaming around and collecting money without worrying about their living for present. They could use this fund for their survival, but they think that this piece of help can support atleast a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hats off to you Guys.&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/9066179-110482629426376540?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110482629426376540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110482629426376540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110482629426376540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110482629426376540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2005/01/karai-mel-pirakka-vaithai-yengalai.html' title='karai mel pirakka vaithai, yengalai kaneeril midhakka vaithai'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110290381861276524</id><published>2004-12-12T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:28:52.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Demise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is really a unforunate morning for all the carnatic music lovers, why to restrict with carnatic, to all the music lovers. The news says M S passed away. Not a good sunday for me. Arena without a Queen. Will take some time for all MS baktha's to recover from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These media persons has really made me to get angry. Nobody expressed their commiserations over this, except in their News hours. This is more shocking news than others. If they can collect news about the so called Periyava, Jayalakshmi, Chathurvedhi then why can't the great person M S. Can't you spend a 30 minutes for this? Really ashamed for these Media people. The only channel which expressed it's tribute over M S was Doordarshan Podhigai. Her voice(god's own voice), really made me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurai Ondrum Illai Marai Murthy Kanna. But we had it now. Can we get back M S from you, my Lord... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-110290381861276524?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110290381861276524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110290381861276524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110290381861276524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110290381861276524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/12/sad-demise.html' title='Sad Demise'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110243001118824607</id><published>2004-12-07T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:29:09.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bharathi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Days are passing in a rapid style. But, there is always a smoother edge in a hard rock. It happend to me on the last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was one more week-end to me in Chennai. Went to Nungambakkam, to complete some of my personal work. It was one of the place where I stayed long back. Just got stuck up with my sweet old memories. Those days I used to buy and read lot of books in a regular bookshop situated next to Railway Station. Thought of checkout. Don't imagine a Landmark kind of shop. It is a road side one, with a small room. That shop always satisfyes my hungry. Vairamuthu will win the context than any other recent-day authors in my mind. I never had a final thought like he is one of the best. There are so many. Interestingly, this time a different author attracted me with the title of his text. It's &lt;strong&gt;Bharathi Kaidhi Yen 253&lt;/strong&gt;(Bharathi Prisoner No 253) written by Sirpi. I never had a chance to know about this author. Now the book is in my hand. It says he is one of the winner of 'Sahithya Academy'. I thought, it will definitely have a great content. Yes, it has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The base thought of this book is different. It, no.. no.. Bharathi speaks here. I believe, Bharathi never written his Autobiography. But this book fills the small piece of this bucket. We know, Bharathi was arrested after he came out of Pondicherry and kept in a Prison for some days. Bharathi(Sirpi) speaks his experiences in his own way. Wonderful read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not just that, this text also comprises of some wonderful unknowns and comments of Meera, Jayakanthan about this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Always Bharathi attract me with his surefooted attitude and words. I am addicted to his lovable angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden flash crossed my mind when I red it completely, &lt;em&gt;Veezhven yena ninaithaayo&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Bharathi you still live.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-110243001118824607?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110243001118824607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110243001118824607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110243001118824607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110243001118824607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/12/bharathi.html' title='Bharathi'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110173231602650517</id><published>2004-11-29T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:29:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A.R. Rahman - C.B.I Yenge theda chollu konjam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This thought just started floating on my mind when I saw the snap of A.R. Rahman on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.lazygeek.net/archives/2004/11/26/swades_website_up.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LazyGeek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and while listening to one of his top number 'Poongatrile Un Swasathai..' from 'Uyire'. He started to move around the world, not just Bollywood, Hollywood too. We welcome. We wish u to reach the top. It's really a great proud for us. But why the oftenness in Tamil is reduced in a drastic manner. I hope, 'Ayudha Ezhuthu' was his last Tamil film. More over, Shankar opted Harris and Super Star picked up Vidya Sagar instead of A.R for their new project's. Do you think this is enough for Tamil? We don't think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We expect your visit ASAP with the melodic musical.&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/9066179-110173231602650517?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110173231602650517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110173231602650517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110173231602650517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110173231602650517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/ar-rahman-cbi-yenge-theda-chollu.html' title='A.R. Rahman - C.B.I Yenge theda chollu konjam...'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110118969162349610</id><published>2004-11-21T23:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:30:04.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD = Nature. err.. Nature = GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I start, this is not a travelogue. These are just my experience with Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Place - We went to a 2 day trip. It's a place called &lt;strong&gt;Thenmala&lt;/strong&gt; situated in God's Own Country, Kerala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were told that the next is Boating.. as usual, I thought it is one another boating in a hill station, here also it is not an exception. But got punished for my thoughts. It was one of the amazing boat travel in my life. It was a huge boat, which can accomodate nearly 100 people(down and upside). Upside it was open. Chairs were there for u to grasp the nature. Boat inspired me a lot. We went direcly to upside. The view which I got was, amazing. It was like how Madhu bala will open her eyes with sudden excitement in "&lt;em&gt;Pudhu vellai mazhai&lt;/em&gt;" in Roja. It was like that. Fully covered by green giants, Mountains. We are inside the mountain bowl. Wow, great experience ever had in my life. Boat started moving slowly.. A song came in to my mind "&lt;em&gt;thalattudhe vaanam, thalladudhe megam, thaalaamal thalai meedhu kaar mega kalyanam, idhu kaar kaala sandosham&lt;/em&gt;". I was floating in the hands of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another attack in this time, a sudden rain started. Not in our side. It was raining in the stone throw distance. We are ready to touch the rain. We touched it. We were blessed by the rain. Romantic encounter by mountains, stands in the mid-river, fully covered by black clouds, attacked by rain. Rupees, Dollars, Euros, Cents will/can not give this.. I hope, here is where GOD says, what is life and where is life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-110118969162349610?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110118969162349610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110118969162349610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110118969162349610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110118969162349610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/god-nature-err-nature-god_22.html' title='GOD = Nature. err.. Nature = GOD'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110060582520779366</id><published>2004-11-16T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:30:23.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pachai Manidhan - A Brave Effort</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Ini Cauvery aatrai kadakka oodam thevai illai, ottagam podhum&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;strong&gt;Pachai Manidhan&lt;/strong&gt;', a film for the Cauvery delta farmers and for the people who survive by Cauvery. The above phrase, now is just a forecast. But in the near future, it might become true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharath Surya&lt;/strong&gt;, who drives the show, the director of the movie. He should be appreciated for his first footmark and for his society awareness. I am sure this is not just another movie. This will make a difference. Also this movie's success will not be focused on the collection but on the successful flick on cauvery dispute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys you can make it. All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9066179-110060582520779366?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110060582520779366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110060582520779366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110060582520779366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110060582520779366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/pachai-manidhan-brave-effort.html' title='Pachai Manidhan - A Brave Effort'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110008548487755708</id><published>2004-11-10T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:30:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivek n PrakashRaj in Radio Mirchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unnodu naan irundha ovvoru mani thuliyum, marana padukkaiyilum marakkadhu kanmaniye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, Vivek mimics as Vairamuthu and speaks over phone with Prakashraj in Radio Mirchi. It's a small entertainer called 'Bondrangan'. Prakashraj didn't able to recognize Vivek, and chats with him as though he is speaking with Kaviarasu. Nice show. Prakashraj told 'Unnodu...' ,from Iruvar in the same way it used in the film, 'it fetched me the National Award, this is because of your lines'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, it's worth for appreciation.&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/9066179-110008548487755708?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110008548487755708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110008548487755708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110008548487755708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110008548487755708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/vivek-n-prakashraj-in-radio-mirchi.html' title='Vivek n PrakashRaj in Radio Mirchi'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-110008535522452253</id><published>2004-11-10T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:31:09.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai film speaks Tamil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to pass the time and not interested in any other movies, I was in the theatre which plays &lt;strong&gt;Enter The New Dragon&lt;/strong&gt;, acted by &lt;strong&gt;Tony Jaa&lt;/strong&gt;. One more story of a Martial Arts guru. But these kind of movies gets unique appreciation only when the hero's are unusual. &lt;strong&gt;ETND&lt;/strong&gt;, tries to stand. Tony Jaa, did a better job with his talent. Specially the chasing sequence and the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A special mention to behind-the-scene personalities in this film. The characters speak Tamil. Hero known by the name 'PAANDI', his friend 'ARIVAZHAGAN', villain 'MARI' and their village is called 'ATHANOOR'. These names and the comical dialogues changes the main stream of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since every producer in Tamil cinema is now aims at Action movie, this Thai movie would be a better watch for time being with &lt;strong&gt;50% Lollu and 50% Dillu&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9066179-110008535522452253?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/110008535522452253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=110008535522452253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110008535522452253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/110008535522452253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/thai-film-speaks-tamil.html' title='Thai film speaks Tamil'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-109999460858742337</id><published>2004-11-09T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:31:29.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KB - Nagesh duo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One another week-end for me at my home town. As expected, I was watching TV. Keep on changing the channels, waiting to stop at one, which attracts me. Yes. Got it. Punniyam goes to my local cablewala. "&lt;strong&gt;Ethir Neechal&lt;/strong&gt;" on the screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always &lt;strong&gt;KB&lt;/strong&gt; impress me with his characterisation and story narration. He believes his characters and not anything else. We can never say why this character has come? He just rocks with the so called character 'Irumal Thatha'. Narrated this character only with a lightly opened door, a written name and a 'lok, lok' voice. The entire movie, except one scene, were on the indoor, with only one 'Ondi Kudithanam' set. This tells, the confidence in him about his characters and story. &lt;strong&gt;Maadi Padi Madhu&lt;/strong&gt; (Nagesh), explodes the legendry act. A perfect cocktail of sogam plus humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's true, KB is really a '&lt;strong&gt;Sigaram&lt;/strong&gt;' of directors.&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/9066179-109999460858742337?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/109999460858742337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=109999460858742337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/109999460858742337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/109999460858742337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/kb-nagesh-duo.html' title='KB - Nagesh duo'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066179.post-109992003449455860</id><published>2004-11-08T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T01:31:50.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An exhausted evening.. writing from the corner spot in my office.. Thinking of what to start..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing hits my mind.. Anyway, Me, entering into the great arena of Blogging.. Till now, I have been a interested spectator of Blogging.. Now, I am one of the players in the ground, thristly waiting to taste the success..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till then, Wait for me to attack u with my experiences in the life-o-sphere. &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/9066179-109992003449455860?l=smruthi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/feeds/109992003449455860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9066179&amp;postID=109992003449455860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/109992003449455860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9066179/posts/default/109992003449455860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smruthi.blogspot.com/2004/11/lights-on.html' title='Lights on..'/><author><name>Lakshman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09663285241759601847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
