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Under the aegis of our Alumni association, great works are possible. We shall delve into the potential that we could wield, in the succeeding paragraphs. Having a Re-union is all nice and fine. But for that special feeling of satisfaction, something more needs to be done. That "something more" could be Charity. Charity is often associated with mostly super rich people. This need not be the case

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Sorry for keeping away from blogosphere. For the past many weeks, my free times are entirely eaten up for various activities for my school' alumni association. This is effectively keeping me away from my own blog. Its a painful reality, but the my commitment towards my alumni association is also quite big. Until things take a concrete shape in the activities that i am involved in,

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Oh god, i dont know how i would manage if there wasn't any internet. Its a far-fetched statement, but yes, after getting used to the wonderful thing that can happen to this world, its difficult to think of a situation where there is no internet anymore.The amount of money i am spending for the internet at the internet cafe will suffice to subscribe for atleast 4 months unlimited connection.

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I didnt mean any new MLM kind of networking. The past week saw me always stuck in front of the monitor, in pursuit of an Old students association for my school (KNHS, Bangalore). Since i am away from Bangalore, the only way i could give my best was by finding the alumni of my school through the net.Some days i hardly had enough rest. One day i even spent 8 hours on the net, but it was satisfying.

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I was all of 15 years, and a few months past my high school life. There was a dramatic change that took place in the few months of exposure i got after schooling. I had become little courageous vis-a-vis interacting with people.Community celebration of Ganesh Chaturthi festival was a trend that had caught the imagination of Bangaloreans, those days. Youth associations generally took initiative

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Today i had the opportunity to witness the aarattu (Holy bath) of the idols of Sree Padmanabha Temple. Due to heavy crowds, a close view was impossible without risking a stampede. But all in all it went off smoothly and without any incidents. There was a cavalcade which consisted of 5 to 6 elephants, horse mounted police, traditional percussion musicians, a handful of policement with arms in

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Time is a bitter thing sometimes. It doesnt have a rewind button, which would allow us to undo wrongs that we did in the past. A word uttered cant be caught back. We all know these universal truths, but still, sometimes things dont happen as per our wish. I usually dont regret for the mistakes that i did knowingly. For example, like splurging unnecessarily while in my youth. I knew it was

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Owning a piece of land in Bangalore in itself is a big achievement for the salaried class. Many years back a government employee sold his only piece of land in his village and bought a small plot in Bangalore. It was the culmination of years of his yearning. Since he didnt have the money to build a house right away, he just waited for better days to arrive.Once in every few months he would go and

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Around 14 years back, we had a re-union meeting of our high school classmates. Though in our 10th batch there were 90 students, not all could be traced. Even among the traced classmates, not everyone turned up. When we finally had the re-union meeting on 07 January 1996, only around 25 turned up. Still it was such a big emotional event that i am unable to forget that date easily enough.We had

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Away from the rigmarole of office work, the last 2 weeks have opened windows to the past that i had missed. Presently i am undergoing a training programme in Tambaram, Chennai. On an average day, our day starts with Parade followed by Classes, and again Classes followed by Lunch break and Physical training. The schedule is the same now as during my initial training days, except for the venue.When

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On the 19th of January, i will be 36 years old. For the past 7 years, exactly at midnight between 18th and 19th of january, one girl would call and wish me happy birthday. This time around i doubt if she will call me to wish on my birthday. The reason being she would be undergoing a knee operation on the 19th of January 2010. Though we have never met, both of of us know each other inside out.Last

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In Air Force, there is a tradition whereby the married guys invite the bachelors to home and treat them with tasty home cooked food. Weekends are generally earmarked for this purpose when everyone is free from work. Usually 2 to 3 young guys are invited at once and treated to a sumptous fare, whether it is breakfast, lunch or dinner. This is done turnwise by most of the senior colleagues who are

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Christmas has just got over and new year is within arm’s length. A long holiday for children and an extended weekend for me. My landlord is a Christian but except for the stars displayed outside his home, I don’t see much energy levels signifying the onset of Christmas season. My room mate planned a Christmas party in our house involving some colleagues. None of us were Christians, including the

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Today my wife forwarded me a mail, which talked about the things that gave happiness in immense measures during our childhood days. And those never cost anything. The children of today do have many things which couldnt be imagined while we were young. But still i feel they are a deprived lot. These kids face the toughest challenges in their small age itself. They have become more serious, and the

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Since childhood, the chance to fly kites have always got me excited. Once high school was over, it became difficult indulging in this favourite pastime, because one was to supposed to grow up. I never imagined i could entertain myself with this sport ever, unless i got transferred to Gujarat.In Gujarat, Kite flying is associated with a festival called Uttarayan. It comes around the month of

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I come across many friends and acquaintances who have some belief systems which have no foundation. A case in point which i recollect from a few years back is about my friend having got a new girl friend. The courtship was going on and for all practical purposes he had the three lettered word in mind. During a casual conversation, he shared the news about his new girlfriend and her increasing

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In everyday life, things turn so unpredictable. My 2 weeks of planned leave got used for other reasons. My wife's granny passed away 2 weeks back and i and my wife ended up visiting Calicut to share the grief and loss of a noble soul in the family. Then i went to bangalore to visit my folks, while beena went to chennai to catch her train to mumbai to attend her company's meeting. Yesterday (3rd

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For someone who is so used to be connected to the web, suddenly losing touch is quite hard. A thing which has happened to me because of my present place of duty. I miss internet a lot and also other things which i used to take for granted. Atleast i have now wap activated on my phone, but the interface can never match the desktop or laptop.Another three weeks to go before i shall be able to use a

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From as long as i can remember in Air Force, sweets during diwali is procured for all the serving soldiers of Air Force, from a sweet shop in Punjab. These sweets are distributed throughout India after transporting it by air, by the Air Force. The sweets are of good quality when set against the price it comes for.Two years back or so this particular sweet shop was providing Motichoor Laddu for 50

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The social networking sites are all so good, but with some ifs and buts. Though i am more attached to Orkut, i still keep a track of Facebook account. Of late the facebook account seems interesting too, as few of my friends keep updating many things and its easy to know more about them without my having to message. Its a good deal for me.Today, out of the blue in my facebook account there were 8

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Having lot of free time, sucks. This past weekend, thanks to Gandhiji's birthday I had 3 days of holiday at a stretch. What better way than to visit my wife in Chennai. There wasnt any accommodation available in train and so had to catch a bus to reach chennai. Though its a long journey i could weather the hardship as i was keenly looking forward to spend some time with my wife.On reaching

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A particular experience in the past month left me quite hurt. A person who is very close to me approached me for a small favour. I arranged for it, through another friend of mine. This first friend kept me and my other friend waiting without any calls or sms about her plans. The person who wanted the help didnt bother at all, where as we both were getting troubled not being able to hear from her.

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The times spent in college and school always stays in our minds. Some of the memories may be good and some not so good. A particular vanity which worked up my mind in untiring ways was my yearning for good dress and nice pair of shoes.My demands were generally not so much on my parents compared to my elder sister's. She would stamp her foot down and get the most difficult things achieved, but i

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Since the past 2 months that i met with an accident, fear has firmly gripped my heart while i am riding on the road. These days i just dont like to ride myself, but dont have other way to get around easily. The other day i opted to sit pillion in my friend's bike. I was praying to him to slow down, though he was riding within his abilities. Poor guy, he had to ride unreasonably slow to keep me

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You can fool some people for some time but cannot fool all the people all the time. This i guess, kind of sums up the story of criminal acts. A key word that helps criminals persist long enough on the scene is NEXUS. Politicis, police and power of muscle when mixed together is a heady cocktail.I shall try to tell one story in short, which is real, with name of the personality being real too.A

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A rich man was traversing through a forest. Suddenly there appeared three robbers. They robbed the rich man of all his valuables. One robber said "now that we have got whatever he had with him, lets kill the man, so that there is no one left to report to the police". Saying so, he took out his sword to slay the rich man's head. The second robber stopped his colleague from killing him, just in

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The ongoing monsoon in india hasnt lifted the clouds from our skies. This is not particularly great news for flying, as every pilot would agree. Incidentally, today, the 5th of september was a day looked forward to eagerly, by all people in kottayam for their annual boat race festival. The day was to have another attraction in the way of aerobatics show by Indian Air Force Kiran aircrafts, before

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In a country full of squat happy people, kerala is a welcome change. The scenic view that one gets while travelling in train or bus is quite pleasant. Greenery all around and water bodies keep passing you, as u look out. One never comes across squatters in this part of our country. In Kerala, toilet is as essential for a home as is the roof.Earlier in the day, i was reading a book by an English

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I dont know if this story is the same all over. I will talk about my observation in Bangalore about the aspect of one owning a car.We owned a small 2 bedroom house earlier, which was sold some years back. There we had some neighbours, who could be categorized into 2 groups. One who owned a car and the other who didnt. We belonged to the second group.The conversations always were within the same

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Past friday (14th August) my wife Beena came on a whirlwind visit to Trivandrum for spending a little time with me. We have been taking pains to meet each other at regular intervals. This time around she didnt want to see places because she would be in Trivandrum for only 48 hrs. She just wanted to rest fully. But that was not to be.Since the next day being Independence day, i thought she should

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The past week i was in Thiruvalla, Kerala, for the recruitment rally of Indian Air Force. We were roughly around 50 Air Warriors and there werent enough rooms in any hotels to fulfil our requirement. Atlast the authorities arranged our accommodation in a Guest House run by the Syrian Catholic Diocese.Rules there couldnt be bent, mended or broken. But all these 3 things did happen in the 6 days

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The hit show doing the rounds presently in indian telly "Sach ka Saamna" is a take out from the english show "Moment of Truth". I have watched few episodes of this show. The deepest secrets of one's life can come out in the open and wreak havoc and possibly break relationships. Nothing to be surprised about the fact that discussions have cropped up in the parliament to ban this show.There is

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A particular incident happened in Air Force some years ago, between an Officer and a Non-combatant member. This Non-combatant member worked as an orderly for the Officer, at the workplace. One day the Orderly arrived late for Office. He was sure going to get an earful from his boss. When the Boss saw his orderly coming late to office, he burst out in English. The Orderly replied in chaste Hindi,

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I have always believed that one never enters the kitchen unless one is interested in cooking or due to sheer helplessness. Having eaten food throughout my life without having to cook for it, is a lucky thing in itself. This past sunday i went to chennai to be with my wife (Beena), who has been living alone for a month now. My presence would be comforting to her and ofcourse i thought of helping

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My first posting in Srinagar was an experience, but didnt know if it was pleasant or not. I was rather unaffected by anything that was happening around me. Everyone was elder there, as i was a fresh soldier just out from the training centre.In the 2 years i spent there, i had the chance to meet 3 of the biggest gamblers i have ever met till date. Gambling was their primary job, while it just

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A girl in my neighbourhood was not particularly good at studies. I had the opportunity to take tuition for her out of pity, and the experience hasn't left me even after more than 20 years.This particular girl was at that time studying in 5th standard. She never missed failing in every class starting from 1st standard. But everytime her dad was kind enough to pay money to the school authorities to

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There have been times when i have been mesmerised by the limited exposure both direct and indirect i had with the occult sciences. Commendable among them has been the experience of Nadi Jyotisham. With nothing more than one's thumb impression, the interpreter reads leaves and tells everything from one's date of birth, time of birth, name, parent's names, no.of sisters, name of spouse (even

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While i was a small kid, we were at our ancestral house in Thrissur, Kerala. It had rained one day and water had filled up every depression on the ground. I had learnt to walk may be a few months before. My mummy had left me in the room and got engaged in the kitchen. After sometime she wanted to check on me and came to the hall. I wasnt there. She came out of our house and started looking

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Many of my new friends wouldnt know that i wasnt interested in studies throughout my life. Going to school, attending classes were all good fun for sure. Whereas sitting and studying always proved to be my cup of woes. I disliked the discipline required of a student, while always being carefree in everything that i did.A day came when i finished my schooling. The marks procured werent impressive

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Shyla is a good friend of mine since 8 years. I can sing paeans for her for hours without a difficulty. Today being her birthday, its an opportunity for me to acknowledge here, the greatest respect she has commanded from me. Getting under her skin is such a tough job, for i know for sure even her closest friends find her just plain, good and simple.Among all my lady friends the genuineness in

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Day-1: During one of my journeys Delhi was in my way and i thought of meeting my best friend who lived there. When i met my friend, we both had a lot of catching up to do with the events in our life. The chat continued till night and we decided to take a break at around 3 am, but not by hitting bed. He suggested we go out for a ride on his bike at that unearthly hour, and nodding was the fastest

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Yesterday i went online and for the first time ever I checked anybody's blog. This one belonged to a 20s something girl of kerala, a daughter of an IAS mother. Though i only had a fleeting look at two of her posts, everything in the blog was me, me and me. I had read in this month's issue of Reader's Digest about sexting, and thats where i read about blogs being always about oneself, and my

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Mr. Murthy is a kannadiga & a mechanic by profession, having his own two-wheeler workshop. Some strange quirk of fate got this wonderful person associated with us for a long time, during my growing years. His life was a story of struggle and rebellion. He had discontinued his studies in the primary school itself. He had run away from home for whatever reasons best known to him, though after many

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Exactly four weeks back, i had to go to Tirunelveli in Tamilnadu. The period of stay there was initially not intimated to me. If i was going to stay there for long, i better take my bike for mobility. For all the experience i had last time i visited that place, i just couldnt think of returning back to stone age for mobility.In the defence services, you can be uprooted from one place to another

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Preeti is the person i am trying to talk about here, and the fantastic relationship i share with her. The title itself is a play in contradictions. The first contradiction is her nickname chotu. Since she has grown big now (18 yrs round about) , i guess she wouldnt appreciate being called by her nick name in front of outsiders. The second one is that she is not born to my mom, but still makes me

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In the past 2 weeks, as many incidents hurt me quite badly. A scrap each were sent to two of my most loved people from my orkut account. The messages were nauseating, and gave me much pain. Today i changed my password of the account too. I made one observation of consequence.After we type the user name, password and then hit the enter button, a prompt comes up called autocomplete or something. In

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The evening of yesterday drew curtains on my one week of jolly good time. Beena boarded her train yesterday evening at 1725Hrs with a satisfied heart. We both feel so thankful to our host and my good friend subash who along his wife who took such good care of us. Though his wife was carrying, she exerted herself to make us feel at home. Beena did pitch in with whatever little she knew in

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What was intended and planned as a job seeking visit, has turned to be a sight seeing visit for my wife Beena. She has accompanied me from chennai to trivandrum and is currently here in trivandrum.We had planned to shift her base to trivandrum, but due to some unavoidable circumstances, the plan had to be changed. Since her train reservations were made earlier for a week's visit to trivandrum, we

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The past 5 days were spent in chennai in my wife's home. One day was utilised to go to MGM along with my wife Beena and her 2 close friends. Though we had enough fun, it was limited because of the small group. The original plan was to include atleast 4 to 5 more friends of hers, but due to their schedules, they couldnt make it.MGM wasnt as exciting as i had expected it to be. The rides arent well

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My younger sister who is almost 5 years my junior, we call her sumi. Her full name is sumitha, but she hates being called by her full name by close people. She was my play mate all through my childhood notwithstanding the age difference. For her age, she was little taller during her studying years. That ofcourse gave her more physical strength in comparison to her peers.During our school days,

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I have fought many times with my wife over the issue of time management. She does extremely well in her office and everyone is satisfied. But when it comes to deal with me, she finds me a hard task master. May be it’s because of my 15 years of lifestyle in the Indian air force. I just believe in achieving things. There sure will be many obstacles, and anyone can give any number of reasons for not

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I read on a guy's T-shirt today, something written about friendship. These were the first two sentences. "Friendship is like war. Its easy to start but difficult to end..............". Before I could read fully, the guy had walked across and had his back showing towards me.The word "Friendship", I believe, is the most abused by most of us. I would define Friendship in just one word, i.e.

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There are so many wonderful things that happened in our younger days. i too have one to share here, about my first feeling of love.One day in the year 1991, a childhood friend who was also my neighbour told me that there's one beautiful girl who has joined work in our neighbourhood firm. I told him i have already had a cursory look, but havent had any close call to appreciate her beauty.Next day

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Working in my job has its own adventures and perils. You never know whats up for you the next moment. It doesnt happen everyday, but when it happens it makes u strong and lets u have a story for posterity.More than a month its been since i have typed anything here. The place i was attached to was untouched by internet and other luxuries. I even got the opportunity to walk 5 kms just to receive a

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Friends, it gives me enough satisfaction to read ur comments. Thanks for all ur time & comments. Smriti, Prem and Beena have been regulars to leave a comment.Dear Prem, you wanted to know if i undertook my trip to tirupati in my dad's scooter or another bike. Well prem, the journey was undertook on Yezdi, belonging to Mr.RadhaKrishnan, the Ex-Air Force gentleman working in H.A.L., who i believe

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Today i had an afternoon shift, and didnt have much work to worry about. While i was scanning TV channels in my office, my colleague who was standing outside whispered something to me and gestured with his head towards the floor. I couldnt make sense of his theatrics, and so i went outside to have a look. Lo and behold! i could see an adolescent snake struggling to slide forward on the glazed

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I was ever complaining to Beena that we werent having time for ourselves. Tired of hearing this, she atlast suggested that we go for a outing, and thats how our last trip to the shevroy hills near Salem, popularly known as Yercaud, happened.When we reached the hotel that we had booked, they came up saying our room was not yet vacated as the guests wanted to stay for another day more. Since they

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The year was 1992 end and i was almost 19 years old. My dad's friend came with an offer that if i could accompany with him to tirupati for the new year darshan on his bike. though i wasn't particularly religious, the prospect of going for such a long drive got me excited and i was raring to go. somehow i pursuaded mom to permit me for this long road journey on bike. my dad's friend Radhakrishan,

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How many times we have met people who arrested our attention quite magically with just their fine attire or their speech. And even more may be the times when our presence did not get acknowledged just because we didnt stimulate the other person's sense organs, i.e. through fine speech, a smile, or not being dressed for the occassion.In my life i have encountered enough number of people, who didnt

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I wish all my blog readers a great year ahead, full of good things. May this new year bestow ur life with lot of pleasant surprises, career growth, happiness, adulations & humility. My prayers for all.This new year eve party didnt go as per plan due to some hitches. But none the less, i had my close buddy Ravi in Chennai, with whom i spent some quality time together, had a beer and also played

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Over the incident that u are about to read, our family has laughed a good number of times, through the years.Introduction: Our family knew 2 irresponsible bachelor brothers staying in bangalore. The 2 bachelors had another elder brother who was quite a responsible guy and well respected, who also happened to be our neighbour. Among the bachelors, the elder's name was Rajan, who didnt like

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In my previous story i had talked about a child who loved the word "Tata". This incident had happened to her grandmother.This grandmother who was quite active and healthy, one day suddenly collapsed on the floor of her living room with no apparent reason. Her daughter-in -law rushed from the kitchen after hearing this heavy thud of a sound. The elderly lady lay there bundled and lifeless. Her

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The past 2 weeks didnt allow me to have a leisurely time online. The anniversary of the Babri masjid demolition is always a time of uncertainty, and we were on a high alert, and left with no free time. right after that i proceeded on an official visit to chennai for 5 days and was back only this morning.For all my friends who visited this page and found nothing new, iam really sorry. but i will

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This happened many years ago while we were dwelling in a colony, the very first house we came to in bangalore. A tamilian guy who was 3 houses away from ours earned a living selling fruits in a hand cart. With time, he had earned a lot of money and went on to employ atleast 4 to 5 other youngsters and gave a handcard each to them. His family consisted of his mother, wife and 2 kids (a girl and a

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All my rationalist friends, this is a real story and u will agree with me at the end.My childhood was spent in a rather humble colony, which had 8 houses in a row. Television was a much sought after thing during the period my story happened, and only around 3 houses in that colony had it.Among the 3 houses which owned a TV, a mallu's family who were our next door neighbour, owned a colour TV.

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Before i get into my story telling spree, i felt a pressing need to appreciate all the comments posted by my friends. Your views whether positive or negative are all welcome and it keeps me anchored for more active blogging. Thanks to each and everyone.Now, over to the story thing. Ennjjoy.............Circa 1994: I was undergoing training in Airforce, along with other batchmates in our intake.

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This particular incident happened around 5 years back. The Rajasthan police had arrested 3 young girls and 4 men from a hotel in Jaisalmer (Rajasthan), during a hotel raid. The arrested men were suspected to be flesh traders. During initial interrogation, the police couldnt conclusively arrive at a decision, due to a big hurdle.The hurdle was that the girls were from other state and didnt

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I miss those days when i used to chat for hours together. For my age, i was quite alone to be indulging in this habit so religiously. until an year back, for the preceding 6 years i have chatted my day's free time. The biggest mistake i did when i bought a laptop and an unlimited internet connection, after i realised that i was losing quite a heavy amount by chatting in the internet cafe.Though

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Earlier, i used to engage in making portraits of sports persons and actors on A2 size paper and hang it in our living room. Hardly one or two of that is preserved now. I had also done a big portrait of Salman khan and hung on the wall, because i liked watching it daily. Also lots of appreciation i used to get.My younger sis sumi had a classmate named Rehana Sultana. She was a die-hard fan of

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i have something to feel good about. my leave of 2 weeks will start from 20th december. my itinerary during my leave period will be like this:20 december - arrival in bangalore27 december- departure to yercaud (Hill station in tamilnadu)27 -30 december- stay at hotel sky rocca (yercaud)30 december- departure to chennai31 december- new year beering party with few members of salsaites1st or 2nd

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today morning i saw a message on my mobile. it was a sad news about the passing away of beena's close buddy's mother. i immediately called her, and could sense her in deep sorrow with her voice breaking and intermittent crying and sniffing.just yesterday she had postponed her official trip to bangalore at the eleventh hour to help her buddy's mother get good medical support. all efforts went

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If you are an Indian, you ought to know the story of this great man. Please read on.A young science graduate, who had turned to spiritualism was wilting badly after the demise of his spiritual guru. He alongwith other four other core disciples decided to set foot in different directions and find the condition of our people and ultimately find a solution. During one of his journeys in north india,

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Before i tell u another story, i need to thank everyone who read my blog. your comments push me harder to keep my postings going on. since i wasnt in a mood to write about myself, i have another story for u, which took place in the early 1990s. Read on for some magical twists.The protagonist in this story is Mr. Bright. Since i cant give out his real name, let this assumed name be used for now.

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Today i found out one of my highschool classmates (Prem) through this blog. in fact, it was the other way around. The initial days in the blogging world for me has been sweet till now. all you people who read my blog, i know quite a number of my friends are keeping track, but do not opt to comment, is a sad comment in itself. your comments will keep me motivated to continue with interesting posts

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This coming april will bring some added cheer into the life of 2 souls. Beena and i will be looking forward to start home making on our own terms in april 2008. starting a family will have to wait, until we have had some time together for us. ofcourse, our friends are all most welcome to visit our place then, and chill out completely. iam game for anything that involves friends. they bring out

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Today, the moment i saw few comments posted by my friends on my blog, believe me, a big smile replaced my woody face. the satisfaction levels soared to a peak. alone and smiling so visibly loud wasnt easy, that too while sitting in an internet cafe. the cabins here arent closed entirely. its more like an office partition which stopped growth after 4 feet. i can see younger guys getting jittery

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i have been ever interested to have my own blog. wow, now its a reality. hope to put all things interesting on my blog. i have come to trivandrum, india, three weeks back. its a nice place to be, unlike the big cities. my expectations of a city from trivandrum fell flat, after being here. its quite small compared to other cities, but the flip side is that it's nature's bounty has enthralled me

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