tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88420232012-01-14T23:35:29.219+05:30An average joe who tries to put together the random thoughts into some order...which is best understood, when the reader is drunk, preferably vodka. There should be something for everybody if you have the patience and persevere enough for a while digging through the archives. It has taken a more serious hue in recent times. In many ways, an outlet for my fear, frustrations and anger. I can't promise happy ending to all stories... But, there is hope...still!!!Prasad Ramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07112545237912855432noreply@blogger.comBlogger701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8842023.post-38160241107029975822012-01-12T14:35:00.003+05:302012-01-13T15:15:25.458+05:30

Before you start reading the rest, remember this: "INDIA IS A DRAMATIC COUNTRY AND INDIANS ARE DRAMATIC PEOPLE" Here are a couple of characters who will take you through this blog.  Frustrated Citizen of India (A minority in the country)  Here comes the majority - The Ostrich Men of India  Last month, I ventured into "Ragavendra Mahal" - known for its owner who happens to be a

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Internet is an absolutely impersonal medium. Or, that is what I thought until I explored it extensively only to find out that it has so many attributes that is very personal in nature. Ofcourse, nothing comes easily. You have to dig all the 100 feet instead of giving up at 10, 55 or 99.... Go all in and there is a wonderful world waiting to be discovered by you. I do think of net as Virtual

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Steve Jobs is dead. He has, at last, succumbed to the vagaries of nature. He has left the physical world for time being and probably, live, in the virtual world forever, not just limited to the Macs, iPads and iPhones. His products may limit the users... but, I don't think anybody would feel limited thinking about him! It is difficult to imagine a world without Steve Jobs. For the ones in the

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My Neighbour, Mr. Agoram, passed away today morning. A Gentleman-par-excellence who was the lynchpin of our apartment left us without warning. He bid a happy goodnight the night earlier, but never came back to wish us a good day. All we knew was that he was found dead in the wee hours of the morning. That is all even his family knew. They went to bed together and in the morning, he was gone -

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How wrong were I to believe Allah was God? US is God!!! They Created and Destroyed me! United States of America is celebrating the death of the villain. A person called Osama who was safely hidden by our friendly neighbour, Pakistan.  It is a fantastic relationship between these two countries. The stronger one identifies the fringe elements that would help its position as the global policeman

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The Dr. i worked with, had lesser grey hair!!! Today morning, I received a mail from Dr. Palan who was my Chairman at SMR. Just to bring you up-to-date on current affairs, The change of scenery is that he still is the Chairman and I am not there anymore. The crux of the mail was that he has been bestowed the title of "Dato" by the government of Malaysia. This title is the highest civilian

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There are books that you open with a sense of boredom and finish with a heavy heart. I opened the book with very low expectations. Well... coming from a world that looks for immediate gratification, this book held no promise for a thrilling ride ahead. It was like hesitantly picking up an old history book just before the examinations. However, as I flipped through the book, the magnitude of the

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My dear fellow citizens of India Congrats for voting en-masse.  First time, 80% of our voting population wished its lethargy away to line up to vote. I am sad that I was not one amongst that 80% who chose to exercise their franchise. Apologies to all for not voting in the election last week - not even using my 49(O) option. I also successfully cajoled my wife from voting. While I completely

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Dissonance from Katha Dissonance from Katha Publications is a honest effort by the concern to bring to fore, a very famous regional writer and Jnanapith Award winner – Jayakanthan.Jayakanthan is known for his rustic, on-the-face style of story telling and has a tendency to bring about emotions in readers that they never have experienced. We all have a tendency to live a make-believe world

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AMBAI - Two Novellas And A Story by C S Lakshmi, from the Katha stable is a fantastic collection of feminist stories that evokes multitude of feelings and opinions about the state of women, especially in India. It is a canvas containing the struggles and victories of women from different backgrounds. The three stories project women in a light that provides a deep perspective of their travails and

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“We Be Big” by Rick Burgess and Bill “Bubba” Bussey is a good book about two individuals who are brought together by the love for art, religion and all the good things in live. Through this book, they adequately demonstrate their passion to share their experiences with the world.  The strong bond that keeps them together is their belief in Divinity and the God almighty. While books of Christian

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For the Love of a Cat by Rosalind Wilson (1942–1992) and illustrated by Wen Hsu (Katha, 2010). Many things in our life is extremely simple in nature. It is our enormous intellect that tends to complicate those simple things.  Love is one such phenomena. It neither has form nor reason. It defies logic and confuses emotions. It can be simple to feel but complex to understand. It is extremely

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There are times when you feel you haven't done enough to the society. You feel empty and to an extent guilty too. We get immersed in our professional and domestic domains that everything else in this world becomes irrelevant or, worse, non-existent. There are times when the good Samaritan in us wakes up but we put him back to sleep with an overdose of irresponsibility and insensitivity. Then,

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"Living with Confidence in a Chaotic World" written by David Jeremiah is a very interesting book that appeals to the spiritual senses. It vividly details the possibilities of this world coming to its end and elaborates the various signals seen all around us. We all have experienced the confused feeling of where this world is heading to. The world seems to have gotten itself into a hurry with no

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It was a gloomy dawn. The sky laden with dark clouds were acting as precursor to the events to unfold during the day. A slight drizzle wet the already dampened spirit expecting the outcome of a case which has had a roller-coaster ride for 60 years, dividing the citizens of this country; polarizing their opinion like no other issue has ever had.  I unfold the newspaper to see spooky headlines and

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“With a little perspective, we can live a live of permanent purpose” The above phrase epitomizes this book. The central character of this book, a simple teacher - Joshua Lawrence Chamberlain, who rose above all difficulties to create history – history as we know now. If not for this teacher and his 80 obedient and brave soldiers, we may be reading a completely different version of history, with

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“The Boy who changed the World” by Andy Andrews is a children’s story with very deep meaning. Using his characters of Norman, Henry, George, Moses, he has created a portrait of good things. Norman grows corns to feed billions, Henry is the administrative supporter to Norman, George taught Henry to love plants and Moses saved George from the outlaws. His seamless transition of one characters’

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“The Skin Map” by Stephen R. Lawhead is a Fantasy story in which characters transcend time and space. The “Ley Lines” are intersections between various timelines. Anybody who find themselves at these intersections at the right time, will find themselves transported to another world altogether. This story is about the select group of people who try to preserve the secret of Ley Lines while, as

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If you judge a book by its cover, your instinctive reaction would be awe. Not because of the cover, but by the image of a towering personality, a pint-sized dynamite, who guided manhood through its most challenging times. It is none other than an enigma called Winston Churchill. The cover delivers all the promise it holds. The image of this great man with his intelligent eyes, twinkling with

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PrefaceI would like to start this review with an assertion that I am a non-US citizen - to be more specific - an "alien'. I felt the need for this assertion because my views might present an alternative perspective to this creation. About the Author William J. Bennett comes with unquestionable credentials and hence any further enquiry into his literary facility can reveal nothing but an

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For some it is the way of life... For some it is a curse!!! In some cases it is like the smooth butt of a new-born while for the rest it is like an unshaven redneck's cheek!!! Some have it naturally... Some have to work very hard for it... Some just don't get it!!! If you think I am blabbering, you may be nearer to the point. The point is:  My wifey's results are out and as usual, in her

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Today, I woke up early, got ready quick; drove the bike faster, literally all in a fast forward mode - in anticipation of the great election at class, to elect a female representative for us.  I was expectant for a great masala-ful day - a day full of delightful slugfests, catfights amongst the candidates.  I was in a hurry not to miss the action but still was late to class and went only after

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Yesterday was a "Jerry Maguire" moment for me. Like Tom Cruise, I set about transferring all my thoughts into big "all-telling" manual. Here a peek of that manual. My past experiences of dealing with Leaders with varying styles got me thinking if there was a benchmark for leadership. I personally feel that concept of benchmarking will not work, atleast in leadership, because the very

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Introduction As the representative of the industry which has been impacted most by the recession, I am here to share some bad as well as good news. The good thing is that I have more good ones.   Before I start, let us understand that recession and recovery are not one-off events.  We will see more recessions and recoveries in future.  But, what we have to understand is that we can learn

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Dear All It is always a nice feeling to have a holiday on the first day of the week.  I sit here enjoying "Vijaya Dasami".  My wife asked to bring some books to put in the altar and do some pooja.  I opened up the bunch given by Anna Uni for the Second Semester. When I opened up one of those books... I had a completely different feeling to what I had expected - While I expected happiness,

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Preamble - We hate Anna University administration's extremely bad taste of humor of putting us in an exam center miles away from civilization. Introduction The primary reason for conducting an exam is to find out how much we know. Too bad that we came to know much of those only from the question papers. No wonder the exams were so interesting. What is life without surprises!!!

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Two months prior to my examination, I get the shivers. The fear to prepare for the examination overrides my ability to comprehend what I study. Just last week, We came to know that my wife had scored the highest in her university. The only thing I remember about her preparation was her search for book the day earlier to the exams.Me and my kids tried our best to restrict her from coming first.

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For me, today's class was a continuation of slumber on Saturday night.Economo-Syndrome – Switch faculties at willI sleep-walked to the class only to a see a new faculty. Thought I had walked into another class, because there was somebody I have never seen before. Wasn't that supposed to be MC class, and where on earth is the other guy? Apparently, the other guy had called up his friend, to

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Another day of inconsequence; spent in boredom. I assure Kalpana's absence had nothing to do with it. Inauspicious Start Day started with total chaos at domestic front... Wife had exams & I had classes... Clothes not pressed; spectacles missing; books not to be found... Missiles & Temper flying... Ended in the same way it does every time... Me waving a white flag on seeing a chapatti

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Last week, a TV channel suddenly found that engineering and medical seats are being sold for money.  Oh my... How did they find out the secret that whole of Tamil Nadu knows?  Kudos to their investigative journalism.  Any parent with a ward who completed secondary education can vouch for this instead of a fancy degree in Journalism... can't they? All they had to do is approach any college and ask

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I thought our class would be third time lucky.  Unfortunately, it turned out to be the exact opposite. Don't expect a funny article, folks... I am one really cheesed off bugger now...Last weekend, I had to cancel my plans to go to "Angels & Demons" movie because I didn't want to miss the classes. I had always wanted to take a ride around Anna University but never thought I'll be taken for a ride

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Second day at Anna University – MBA (HRM) CEG Contact Classes – May 3rd 2009   Hi Guys/Gals   I am back with the second installment of contact session conducted on 3rd May 2009.  Apologize for a week’s delay in coming up with this update.   This time around, I kept to the Indian traditions and was late by 20 minutes.  My alarm worked fine but still I was late.  The reasons are largely

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This is a log of events on the first day of our MBA contact classes at Anna University, Chennai.Hi all I am Prasad and am happy to post the first message to the group.  Hope others would follow the lead to share their views, ideas & knowledge (Remember what our Communication skills faculty taught). Keep your communication lines and mind open and share more.  This is my effort to capture the

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India is a country of variety, diversity – so say a lot of observers.  It was true even in the case of adversity.  While terrorists were throwing bombs around Mumbai, Chennai people were not aware of what was happening there because the electricity was cut-off in most parts due to impending cyclone “Nisha” – Nice name I should say.  I wonder why cyclones always have female names. Maybe, the

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This was a letter that I sent to a very well-known news channel. This was a reponse to some rather unwanted and ill-advised articles by the channel's reporters.Dear SirIt is quite painful for me to notice that a so-called "neutral" and "national" channel is allowing its reporters to indulge in writing provocative articles and ganging up to mock at a particular community in our country. I am proud

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I feel the "Ten Point Social Charter" recommended by Dr. MANMOHAN SINGH, our PM is very relevant for our country. India is seeing unprecedented development in the recent times. This has led to a greater division between the haves and the have-nots in the country. The unskilled and semi-skilled workers are disappearing from the face of the nations, because they have no place in this fast

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Our company celebrated the completion of its first year of operations. We had organized an outing for all the team members. We went to a tamil movie called "Unnale Unnale". Guess the movie might have appealed to my romantic senses had I been 5 years younger. More than anything else, it was the country in which the whole story happens affected me. The country was Australia - a place which taught

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I am a VegetarianThe Flip & The Flop Due to the over-whelming response and excellent critique for my previous article, I decided to release a short article before my next big one. This is to vent the hunger of my die-hard fans. Well…. I would love to use the above pronouncement. But, the truth is - you all have been very patient with me. I did not receive a single word of criticism from

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As usual, I start with my acknowledgements. Unlike the previous article, I cannot single out any individual for acknowledgement. Anybody who sees me can correctly guess I am from a third world country. On seeing my lean frame that is the natural conclusion that most people arrive at. It has never been my intention to belittle the country that I come from. God has given me this physique to make

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Recently, I became a non-vegetarian for the umpteenth time. I have been traveling between the dominions of vegetarianism and non-vegetarianism for a fairly long time. The travel has always been prompted by some external and internal influences. External factors like Hare Krishna movement, non-availability of vegetarian food and the awesome range of non-vegetarian. Internal factors are my

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Once upon a time, I was a non-vegetarian. i.e., before becoming a vegetarian and then becoming a non-vegetarian. My mom is a terrific cook. When I was back home, I never was given a chance to become a vegetarian. The mere aroma of Prawn fry or Chicken curry was enough to take me scurrying to the dinner table, drooling like a canine. I can still feel that lingering taste of her awesome cooking

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I was getting a bit bored with western food. Mohan & I were craving for some Indian food. Our search for good Indian vegetarian food took us to many places. Mohan suddenly remembered that there was a Hare Krishna Temple and it was somewhere in Perth. The second piece of information was more appealing to me. As part of their service, they provide excellent Indian food in the temple. So, we

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The flop was prompted by one moment of weakness. I was posted at Johor Bahru for a project. The client had provided us with accommodation. One fine morning, I got out of bed, settled in the couch to watch news, to find what is the latest body count in the latest spate of fighting between a group of stupids and a bunch of morons in Gujarat. I stood up to go to the washroom. Suddenly, my

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The very offer of food is an honorable act. We normally offer food to somebody we love or like or feel sorry for. The offer of food is the manifestation of residual kindness in all human beings. The offer has to be accompanied by the act of cooking the food, which can be very tedious and backbreaking. My experience with a plate of food or a meal has always been very interesting. Even if the

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My stay with Mohan was quite interesting. There was never a dull moment when he was around. We didn’t paint the town red but almost managed to burn down our apartment. Mohan is one of the most polite persons on earth. Put him with one of the most reckless characters on earth – me – and you get an excellent recipe for disaster. Although, our relationship in the office was quite bumpy, we

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Each country has its own unique ways of cooking & serving food. Food is marvelous in all the countries. Eating epitomizes our personality. We have to be adventurous in our eating to savor and enjoy the food. Even eating different food shows our readiness to accept different cultures and also our open-mindedness. Initially, I was very reluctant to try different varieties of food. Later, I

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The concept of vegetarianism & non-vegetarianism is by itself a mis-conception. This concept is not man-made. God created all the creatures and to maintain a balance, He/She/It created two distinctive classes of creatures – The Predator (Non-Vegetarian) and The Prey (Vegetarian). This was the result of various permutations and combinations. God tested a couple of scenarios. The first one –

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This article is the result of a journey. A journey that started 3 years back and still continuing. I have not reached the end of the journey yet and I am sure I’ll be writing more of these in future. This is not a self-fulfilling or self-prophesizing biography. This is an honest effort to share whatever I have felt and experienced during my journey towards understanding the world and myself. You

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There are many people who helped me through every phase of my life. I sincerely would like to thank all of them. As this chapter is about my travelling experiences, I would like to name two people who changed this particular facet of my life. The first one was Gabriel Nyeholt, known, as Gab to friends and another one was Raj, known as RV to friends. These two made me realize there is more to

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“I am a Hypocrite”Are you surprised? I am not. I just now realized that I have been a hypocrite all my life. Not often do people get a chance to leave the country and work abroad. Not often do people get a chance to meet all those lovely people outside the country. Not often do people get an island to themselves. Not often do people get a chance to see the Sunrise and Sunset sitting on the roof a

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Like all good things in life, my journey also had a very interesting beginning. In 1999, when Information technology was at its peak, I was in India. Like every other Indian youngster during that period, I was roaming around the streets of chennai with a resume in my hand and a high-paid software job in US in my mind. It was as if my whole life depended on that job. I distributed hundreds of

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After the stay of one great enjoyable and unforgettable year in Australia, I moved to Malaysia. This is where I met the second person in the list – Raj. Raj is the younger son of the lovely landlord and landlady in whose place I stay. He is an avid traveler and a person with a very open mind. Whenever we met, he spoke about his travelling experiences. Gab used to do the same. I was astonished by

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Now that you all have a general idea about the build-up for the trip, we’ll start discussing about the actual trip. Raj informed me about the trip to Thailand and asked me to contact Selva – the organizer of the trip. I called Selva immediately and booked myself a place. The group was leaving from Penang and I was from KL. Selva told me that some people were leaving from KL and I could join them.

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I have asked myself this question whenever immigration officials studiously check my passport. I have got used to such treatment, which actually starts back at home. I had to ask this question again when I found everyone of my fellow passengers cleared immigration except me. Malaysian immigration insisted that I need a visa to enter Thailand. I told them about what the Thai embassy in KL told me.

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The old man was very kind. He took me to his home for lunch. There I met his lovely family. They didn’t have the biggest house in town, but they had very big hearts. I only hope I can be as kind as that person and his family. I realized that you didn’t have to know the language to communicate your feelings. A few gestures and a decent smile are enough to make people understand. I pasted a smile

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After a sumptuous meal, I went for a walk to the other side of the island. When the tide is low, we could actually walk from one island to another. There was a small fishing village and the fishermen did not understand a single word that came out of my mouth. So, I decided to try out my smile. At first, they were fascinated by the sight of a foreigner walking around the village with a big smile

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Ms.Yah informed me that the boat had arrived. I joined a group of people from Bangkok who were visiting this part of Thailand for the first time. We were discussing about the islands like a group of children. There was a Japanese girl whose hobby was diving. There was a couple from France with a child. Their names were Wisdom and Sunshine. I thought the names were very appropriate for the

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The night in Pak-Nam turned out to be a very enjoyable one. Everybody was relaxed during the dinner. We had some good music and Yah had arranged for another round of awesome, mouth-watering, HOT dinner. Our group probably ate half of Thailand’s seafood during that single meal. After a heavy dinner, we all broke into groups to enjoy the company and the beachside and the moonlight.A group left to

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Before I conclude, I would like to refer to a story from Hindu Mythology. The story goes like this…. “Once upon a time, there was a Guru who had two disciples. He called one disciple and asked him to travel around the country and find one bad person. He called the other disciple and asked him to find one good person. After a while, both the disciples came back empty-handed. One replied that he

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I made peace with myself by renewing certain ties which I thought were gone for good. I guess I'll be able to continue in peace now that I've redeemed myself. Now, I shall RIP.

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Nearer the end, greater the anxiety and grief. Of course, 2006 has been an year of changes and a great learning experience. I take great pleasure in sharing my triumphs and travails, in the year, which probably is/was the most exciting and challenging in my life.The year started off with great excitement in the air. I was engaged to Mona, with the marriage fixed in the month of February. I had

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Dear all After I started, or should I say re-started my blogs, I've been flooded with extreme condemnation for decline in standard of blogging and quality of the content. I guess I need some more breathing space and time to get back...or atleast, try to get back to certain heights....however low it might be, that I had set earlier. I request all readers to bear with me when I try hard to regain

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I was afraid to lift junior and had been avoiding it for the past two days. Mona insisted that I have to take him so that I can help her out when we are on our own. Well…when the wife insists, which husband can resist. Being an obedient hubby, I held him in my hands. It was a fantastic and exhilarating feeling. I felt that I had wasted 48 hours. He was so light – delicate and helpless. It is

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Wishes have been flowing from everywhere over phone and email. I thank all the well-wishers for their greetings and prayers. Junior has proven to be a lucky charm for my brother. My brother Umachandar called from US to inform that his project has been confirmed. Having waited for the past 3 months, he got his assignment on the day of birth of Junior. Good for Uma…We discharged mona and junior

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Today, my wife delivered a baby boy - hale and healthy. Although the delivery was expected to be tomorrow, my son showed that he is a dynamic guy by popping out much before his time. It all happened according to the sequence given below:Mona experiences some pain early in the morning at 2:00 amDoc checks her in the morning and advises to admit her Mona admitted at 12 noon - after raghu kaalam

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Our wait has started since my wife complained of pain. The pain subsided after a while but we still had our doubts whether our younger one would pop out earlier than the expected date of 26th, October. Today morning, we consulted our doc and she advised us to admit my wife immediately. The doc has to administer some medication to prepare mona for giving birth. The actual delivery is expected to

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Me and my wife and her parents and her father's friend and her neighbour's kid went to meet the doctor. No...not an epidemic in our family. We all accompanied my wife, who went in for a regular check-up. Everything is normal and the doc has advised that we should rush-in if there are any symptoms.I read somewhere that ladies become very moody and impatient nearer to the day of delivery. I did not

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Am spending the weekend at my in-law's. My wife sudden interest in hair-styling has her chasing me around the house with a pair of scissors. Have been running helter-skelter to save my beautiful lock - ofcourse beauty is in the eyes of beholder. As far as my concerned, they are beautiful.This week I didn't fulfil my social responsibility of offering my vote in the local elections. I felt better

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Apologies for my long absence from the blogspot.Am back because I've got nothing else to do. I was wondering whether I could challenge myself to have a daily update with the events of my life... something like "The Truman Show".I wanted my readers to have a transparent perspective to my life. There might be a couple of exaggerations and blocking, due to the simple fact that I am married, and my

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Here, I start my travel towards attainment of literary nirvana by choosing a path of my contemporaries - I mean, my fellow bloggers.

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