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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6393030254555051681</id><published>2011-11-24T08:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:08:30.100+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>This year I am thankful to at least 10 things:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jacksonville, FL – Such a nice city to live. St. Augustine downtown and St. Johns River, classic! Actually, I am falling in love with this quite city. &lt;br /&gt;2. Ernie – you are the best and other great friend’s @pflag Jax.&lt;br /&gt;3. Debbie and Bruce for their kind hospitality. You guys make my life more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;4. My boss at work, Sheri DuBois. She is a nice lady to work with. She makes working in IT a pleasant experience! Thanks for your carrot Cake(s) and yogurt desserts.&lt;br /&gt;5. Living alone – That gives me freedom and confidence. I am in love with myself  how that is?!&lt;br /&gt;6. Read this!!! I Know u will  – Who made me realize that, falling in love is a biggest mistake on can make!!! (LOL) – Thanks Joh. &lt;br /&gt;7. My Roommate Madhu, thanks for your nice cooking. You are vey patience and thanks for putting up with me and my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;8. My new looks and Hair ;) Wink Wink&lt;br /&gt;9. My Beloved Nephew, Rishi. God’s gift to my sister and family.&lt;br /&gt;10. My Sister and My Brother in law: No matter what, they support all my decisions wholeheartedly and advise me as and when needed.&lt;br /&gt;11. Last but not least:  My Mom, she is very understanding. She knows exactly what I think and how I feel about anything!!! You have unconditional love for me. Thank you Mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6393030254555051681?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6393030254555051681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6393030254555051681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6393030254555051681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6393030254555051681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4484087184824202496</id><published>2011-10-13T06:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-13T06:14:37.523+05:30</updated><title type='text'>To My Love</title><content type='html'>……..Let my prayers bring you happiness&lt;br /&gt; Let me suffer your pain&lt;br /&gt;Let my thoughts wish you good luck&lt;br /&gt;Let those evils curse me&lt;br /&gt;And let good things happens to you…….&lt;br /&gt;Just let your soul LOVES me!&lt;br /&gt;-SUBBU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7694976329795111207</id><published>2011-08-24T06:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-24T06:28:38.998+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Support</title><content type='html'>Corrupt politicians PM, CMs, MPs , MLAs, Ministers - Immediate impeachment from office - How about Bureaucrats, IAS, IPS officers, State/ district / town / Village / administrative officials -  Immediate punishment for employees getting / giving bribe, suspension and termination orders, cease all property and declare them as public assets, remove their community reservation privileges - this may encourage and educate at least the future generation -  can we dream of much stronger Jan Lokpal Bill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we ever imagine a govt employee who fear to ask unwanted papers, come to office in-time and be duty conscious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Support Anna Hazare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7694976329795111207?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7694976329795111207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7694976329795111207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7694976329795111207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7694976329795111207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-support.html' title='I Support'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6311389527309372905</id><published>2011-07-12T08:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:34:42.204+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Routine Life</title><content type='html'>Each night begins with a hope &lt;br /&gt;Lay your head on my chest hear those songs unsung&lt;br /&gt;Touch my breath with your lips and feel my warmth&lt;br /&gt;When your smile becomes real? &lt;br /&gt;Then my world comes too real!&lt;br /&gt;(And) each day begins with a dream unfulfilled&lt;div 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you my mother&lt;br /&gt;You are more than an angel&lt;br /&gt;I thank God, For His existence as Mom&lt;br /&gt;Who blessed me with you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4558303354546666472?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4558303354546666472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4558303354546666472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4558303354546666472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4558303354546666472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Then why do I fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We value each other,&lt;br /&gt;Admire our own liberty,&lt;br /&gt;Confiscate differences then and there,&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We adore life,&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the morning dew,&lt;br /&gt;Respect the song of the wind&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of desertion,&lt;br /&gt;I want this keep going forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of fading away,&lt;br /&gt;Embrace my hands until I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of quiet,&lt;br /&gt;Bother me as long as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of comfort,&lt;br /&gt;By no means get tired of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of losing you,&lt;br /&gt;Whisper the song &lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-9066986912482567047?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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your family A Very Happy New Year 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sivasubbarayan S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-1002593743017659072?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1002593743017659072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=1002593743017659072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1002593743017659072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1002593743017659072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/23/us/politics/23military.html?_r=1&amp;hp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A GREAT MOMENT IN HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON — The military’s longstanding ban on service by gays and lesbians came to a historic and symbolic end on Wednesday, as President Obama signed legislation repealing “don’t ask, don’t tell,” the contentious 17-year old Clinton-era law that sought to allow gays to serve under the terms of an uneasy compromise that required them to keep their sexuality a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No longer will tens of thousands of Americans in uniform be asked to live a lie or look over their shoulder,” Mr. Obama said during a signing ceremony in a packed auditorium at the Interior Department here. Quoting the chairman of his joint chiefs of staff, Admiral Mike Mullen, Mr. Obama went on, “Our people sacrifice a lot for their country, including their lives. None of them should have to sacrifice their integrity as well.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The repeal does not immediately put a stop to “don’t ask, don’t tell.” Mr. Obama must still certify that changing the law to allow homosexual and bisexual men and women to serve openly in all branches of the military will not harm readiness, as must Defense Secretary Robert Gates and Admiral Mullen, before the military can implement the new law. But the secretary and the admiral have backed Mr. Obama, who said ending “don’t ask, don’t tell” was a topic of his first meeting with the men. He praised Mr. Gates for his courage; Admiral Mullen, who was on stage with the president during the signing ceremony here, received a standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is still significant resistance within the military to the change in policy, especially within the Marine Corps, at least one proponent — Representative Barney Frank, the openly gay Democrat from Massachusetts — insisted on Wednesday that this latest effort to integrate the armed services will go more smoothly than did racial or gender integration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Reality will very soon make it clear that there is nothing to worry about,” Mr. Frank said. He called the signing the biggest civil rights moment in the nation since the signing of voting rights legislation in the 1960s. “If you can fight for your country, you can do anything,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the years since President Bill Clinton first enacted “don’t ask, don’t tell” in 1993, some 17,000 service members have been discharged under the policy. While many gay people in the military are now breathing a sigh of relief, the Servicemembers Legal Defense Network, which represents soldiers facing charges under the policy, is warning its members that they are “still at risk” because the repeal will not take full effect until 60 days after Mr. Obama, the defense secretary and admiral certify readiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The bottom line is DADT is still in effect and it is not safe to come out,” the organization said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mr. Obama, the ceremony — held at the Interior Department because the White House is tied up with holiday tours — marked yet another in a string of last-minute, bipartisan legislative triumphs, a surprising turnaround in the wake of the self-described “shellacking” his party took at the polls last month. He had already signed a bipartisan tax deal into law, and the Senate appears headed on Wednesday to approve a new nuclear arms pact with Russia, which will give him a significant foreign policy victory as he wraps up the first half of his term. He looked relaxed and upbeat as he soaked up the energy from an enthusiastic crowd.For the gay rights movement, which has been frustrated with the pace of progress under Mr. Obama, Wednesday marked a celebratory turning point. “Thank you, Mr. President,” someone shouted, as Mr. Obama took the stage, prompting a round of other shouts: “Chicago’s in the house, Mr. President! You rock, Mr. President!” Mr. Obama pronounced himself overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience for the ceremony included a who’s who of gay activists, among them Frank Kameny, who was fired from a civilian job as an Army astronomer in 1957 — an act that prompted him to found a gay rights advocacy organization in Washington D.C. and to file a lawsuit which went all the way to the Supreme Court. In 1965 he picketed the White House, in the first ever demonstration there by gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now white-haired at 85, Mr. Kameny also served as an enlisted Army soldier; he signed up in May 1943, he said, three days before he turned 18, and saw “front line combat” in Germany during World War II. He said he was asked if he had “homosexual tendencies” and denied it. “They asked, and I didn’t tell,” he said, “and I resented for 67 years that I had to lie.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7367389669280740391?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7367389669280740391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7367389669280740391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7367389669280740391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7367389669280740391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2010/12/with-obamas-signature-dont-ask-dont.html' title='With Obama’s Signature, ‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell’ Is Repealed'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7412367826463357980</id><published>2010-12-21T22:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:06:37.135+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Do not work on anything you are not interested in.This is an absolute minimum to succeed</title><content type='html'>Copyrights all reserved - www.hinduonnet.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read "The Hindu" online news for full article.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thehindu.com/news/national/article965911.ece?homepage=true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not work on anything you are not interested in. This is an absolute minimum to succeed, says the Nobel Laureate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it take to become a Nobel laureate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venkataraman ‘Venky' Ramakrishnan, who won the coveted award for chemistry last year, is of the view that no special attributes are needed to achieve the feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is no magical formula for winning a Nobel Prize,” Professor Ramakrishnan said at a public lecture here on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying to a question from the audience, he also stressed that there was no need for India to win a Nobel Prize to become a scientific power. “I also don't think that if India wins a Nobel Prize, it would mean suddenly that Indian science is okay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interacting for nearly half an hour with students and researchers, Professor Ramakrishnan said: “Do not work on anything you are not interested in. This is an absolute minimum [to succeed].”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He advocated the ‘Crick test' for the students. “It is a classic test that you can use. It was first proposed by Francis Crick. He said if you do not gossip about your problem, that means you are not really interested in it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Ramakrishnan added: “If you are a science student…everyday science is a tedious [affair] and you have to have the patience to see a problem through. This depends on how much you care for the problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He urged young researchers to set a five-year horizon for their work. “This is more applicable to young investigators — where do you want to be in the next five years, not in terms of status but in terms of work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Ramakrishnan said researchers should choose the right place to pursue their area of interest. “It does not necessarily mean the most prestigious place, but it has to be one with a very good intellectual environment for your work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaborating on this, he said: “If you go to a second-rate place and you are first-rate, it is very difficult to do first-rate work because you do not get that critical feedback you need for first-rate work on a daily basis.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘BOOMING FIELD'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replying to another query, Professor Ramakrishnan said he chose biology as his field of work after graduating in theoretical physics because the new field was booming and there were fresh breakthroughs every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Physics is in a difficult situation in the sense that fundamental problems in physics have become extremely difficult, and [it is] really going to require amazingly smart and original thinkers to lead the way out of it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public lecture was organised by the Federation of Indian Chambers of Commerce and Industry in collaboration with the Science and Technology Ministry's Department of Biotechnology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7412367826463357980?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7412367826463357980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-5541459456324651949</id><published>2010-11-27T00:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-27T00:07:27.828+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GOLDEN WORDS</title><content type='html'>When you are feeling the discomfort from seeing other people in a lack or needy situation, and you decide to help them from your place of discomfort, no lasting value ever occurs, for two important reasons: first, you are not in alignment with the Energy of your Source, and so you have no real value to give; and second, your attention to their need only amplifies their need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-5541459456324651949?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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விதித்திருக்கின்றனவே தவிர,  மறுசுழற்சிக்குத் தகுதியான பிளாஸ்டிக் குப்பைகளைக் கட்டுப்படுத்தும் நடவடிக்கைகளில் இக்கோயில் நிர்வாகங்கள் ஈடுபடவில்லை. திருமலையில் இப்போதும்கூட தேவஸ்தான லட்டு கவுன்டரில் பிளாஸ்டிக் பைகள்தான் விற்பனையில் உள்ளன.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷திருவண்ணாமலையில் ஒவ்வொரு நிறைநிலா நாளிலும் அண்ணாமலையை கிரிவலம் வரும் பக்தர்கள் கொண்டுவரும் குப்பை 100 முதல் 110 டன். இவற்றில் பெரும்பகுதி பிளாஸ்டிக் குப்பைகள். சென்ற ஆண்டு கார்த்திகை தீபத்தின்போது 220 டன் குப்பைகள் சேர்ந்தது. இந்த ஆண்டு இன்னும் அதிகரிக்கும் என்கிற கவலையில் இருக்கிறது, திருவண்ணாமலை நகராட்சி நிர்வாகம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷சபரிமலை ஐயப்பன் கோயில் நிர்வாகம் ஒரு முன்மாதிரியாகச் செயல்பட்டு, பக்தர்களைத் தேடிச்சென்று, அவர்களிடம் பிளாஸ்டிக் குப்பையை ஒழிக்கும் விழிப்புணர்வை ஏற்படுத்தி வருகிறது என்பது மகிழ்ச்சியாக இருக்கிறது. தென்னிந்திய மாநிலங்களில் உள்ள முக்கிய நகரங்களுக்கு கேரள மாநிலத் தலைமை வனப் பாதுகாவலர் மற்றும் கோயில் நிர்வாகிகள் நேரடியாகச் சென்று, ஐயப்ப சேவா சங்கங்களையும், குருசாமிகளையும் அழைத்துப் பேசுகின்றனர். பிளாஸ்டிக்கினால் சபரிமலையும் பம்பை நதியும்  எவ்வாறு பாழ்படுகின்றன என்பதை விளக்குகின்றனர். இவர்களின் அடிப்படை நோக்கம் பக்தர்கள் சபரிமலைக்கு வரும்போது இருமுடியிலோ அல்லது அவர்களது பைகளிலோ பிளாஸ்டிக் பைகள், பிளாஸ்டிக் பொருள்கள் இடம்பெறாமல் பார்த்துக் கொள்வதுதான்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷சபரிமலைக்கு ஓராண்டில் சுமார் ஒரு கோடி பக்தர்கள் வருகின்றனர்.  இவர்கள் கொண்டுவரும் குப்பைகள் 350 டன் பிளாஸ்டிக், 550 டன் காகிதங்கள். இவை சபரிமலையின் சுற்றுச்சூழலைப் பாதிக்கின்றன. அதுமட்டுமே பிரச்னை அல்ல. இந்த பிளாஸ்டிக் பைகளில் பெரும்பாலும் பக்தர்கள் பாதி சாப்பிட்டு தூக்கி வீசிய உணவுப் பொருள்களும் இருக்கின்றன. இந்த உணவுக் குப்பைகளின் அளவு 2,000 டன் வரை. உணவுகளை அப்படியே மண்ணில் கொட்டினால் ஒரேநாளில் மக்கிப் போகும். ஆனால் பிளாஸ்டிக் பைகளில் இருக்கும் உணவுக்காக வனவிலங்குகள் அவற்றைச் சாப்பிட முற்படும்போது, பிளாஸ்டிக் பொருளையும் சேர்த்து விழுங்கி, இறந்துபோகும் சம்பவங்கள்தான் அதிகமாக நடக்கின்றன. ஆகவேதான், பிளாஸ்டிக் பொருள்களைக் கொண்டு வராதீர்கள் என்று சொல்வதோடு அதனால் அங்கே ஏற்படும் சுற்றுச்சூழல் பாதிப்பு, வனவிலங்குகள் இறப்பு குறித்தும் பக்தர்களுக்கு இவர்கள் விளக்குகிறார்கள்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷பிளாஸ்டிக் பைகளைவிடவும் மோசமான பிரச்னையாக தண்ணீர் போத்தல்கள் உருவெடுத்துள்ளன. தண்ணீர் போத்தல்கள் ஆங்காங்கே வீசப்படுகின்றன. இவை மக்காத பிளாஸ்டிக் பொருள்கள். இவற்றின்கேடு மிக அதிகம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷ஒவ்வொரு பக்தரும் பிளாஸ்டிக் பை கொண்டுசெல்வதில்லை என்றும், பிளாஸ்டிக் போத்தல்களைப் பயன்படுத்துவதில்லை அல்லது ஒரு பிளாஸ்டிக் போத்தலை மட்டுமே தன் பயணம் முழுவதற்கும் பயன்படுத்துவது என்கிற குறிக்கோளுடன் செயல்பட்டாலே போதும்,  இந்தக் குப்பைகளில் பெரும்பகுதி குறைந்துவிடும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷இதற்கு முதல்கட்டமாக கோயில் வளாகங்களில் உள்ள கடைக்காரர்களையும், அவர்களுக்குப் பொருள்கள் விநியோகம் செய்யும் உற்பத்தியாளர்களையும்கூட அழைத்துப்பேசி, பிளாஸ்டிக்கைத் தவிர்த்துவிட்டு பூஜைப் பொருள்களை எப்படியெல்லாம் சுற்றுச்சூழல் பாதிப்பு இல்லாமல் கோயில்களுக்குக் கொண்டுவர முடியும் என்பதை யோசித்தால் நன்மை கிடைக்கும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷பக்தர்கள் பிளாஸ்டிக் பொருள்களைப் பயன்படுத்தக் கூடாது என்கிற விழிப்புணர்வு ஒரு பக்கம் நடைபெற்றுக் கொண்டிருக்க, இன்னொரு பக்கம் அத்தகைய பொருள்கள் கிடைக்கும் வாய்ப்பே இல்லாமல் செய்வதும் புத்திசாலித்தனமாக அமையும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷கோயிலைத் தூய்மை செய்யும் பணி தமிழருக்குப் புதிதல்ல. உழவாரப் பணியை தன் வாழ்வின் நோக்கமாகவே வைத்திருந்தவர் சமயக் குரவர்களில் ஒருவரான அப்பர் சுவாமிகள். இன்றும்கூட, சென்னையைச் சேர்ந்த சில அன்பர்கள் எந்த விளம்பரமும் இல்லாமல் இத்தகைய உழவாரப் பணிகளைச் செய்து வருகின்றனர். கோயிலுக்கு வெள்ளை அடிப்பது, தரையைத் துடைப்பது, கோபுரங்களில் முளைக்கும் செடிகொடிகளை அகற்றுவது ஆகிய பணிகளைச் செய்கின்றனர். ஆனால், இந்த உழவாரப் பணியின் நோக்கம் இன்னும் பரந்துவிரிந்ததாக இருக்க வேண்டிய கட்டாயச் சூழல் ஏற்பட்டுள்ளது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷வெறும் கோயிலை மட்டுமல்ல. கோயிலுக்கு வெளியே பக்தர்களால் போடப்படும் இத்தகைய பிளாஸ்டிக் குப்பைகளை அகற்றுவது, பக்தர்களிடம் விழிப்புணர்வை ஏற்படுத்துவதும்கூட இற்றை நாளில் அவசியமான உழவாரப் பணிதான்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;÷உலகம் நம்முடன் முடிந்துவிடுவதில்லை. நாளையும் நன்றாகவும் வளமாகவும் இருந்தால்தான் நமது சந்ததியர் நிம்மதியாக 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திங்கட்கிழமை இந்திய பார்லிமெண்டின் இரண்டு அவைகளின் சிறப்புக் கூட்டுக் கூட்டத்தில் அதிபர் ஒபாமா உரையாற்றினார். வரலாற்றுச் சிறப்பு மிக்க உரை என்று ஊடகங்களால் புகழப்படுகிறது. ஆனால் உரைகளால் வரலாறோ அல்லது எதிர்காலமோ படைக்கப்பட்டதாக வரலாறு ஏதுமில்லை. அந்த உரையில் இந்தியாவின் வரலாறும், தலைவர்களும், மக்களும் புகழப்பட்டனர். இரு நாடுகளுக்கு இடையிலான உறவு இன்றைய உலக சூழலில் முக்கியத்துவம் வாய்ந்தது, உலகில் இந்தியா அதற்குரிய இடத்தைப் பெற்றுவிட்டது என்றெல்லாம் பலத்த கரவொலிக்கு இடையே ஒபாமா பேசினார். ஐ.நா.வின் பாதுகாப்புப் பேரவையில் இந்தியா இடம்பெற, ‘அதற்குரிய காலம் வரும்போது’ என்ற பொடியுடன், அமெரிக்கா ஆதரவு அளிக்கும் என்றார். இந்த ‘உத்தரவாதம்’ கூட்டறிக்கையிலும் பிரதிபலித்தது. அமெரிக்காவின் புதைசேறாகிவரும் ஆப்கானிஸ்தான், சீன பிரச்சனைகளில் இந்தியாவிற்கு கூடுதல் இடமளிக்கப்படும் என்று கூறப்பட்டுள்ளது. அதன் பொருள் என்னவென்று விளக்கப்படவில்லை. இந்தியாவின் எரிசக்தித் தேவையை கருத்தில் கொண்டு, அணு சக்தி உள்ளிட்ட உயர் தொழில்நுட்ப உதவிகள் செய்யப்படும் என்று மற்றொரு உறுதிமொழி. ஆனால், உயர் தொழில்நுட்ப உதவியளித்தால் மட்டுமே அணு சக்தி ஒத்துழைப்பு என்பது அந்தப் ஒப்பந்தப் பேச்சுவார்த்தையில் இந்தியாவால் நிபந்தனையாக்கப்பட்டது. மும்பையின் மீது நடத்தப்பட்ட பயங்கரவாதத் தாக்குதலின் பின்னணியில் செயல்ப்பட்டவர்களை நீதியின் முன் நிறுத்த வேண்டும என்றார். இது பல முறை அந்நாட்டு வெளியுறவு அமைச்சக செய்தித்தொடர்பாளர்களால் சொல்லப்பட்ட இராஜ தந்திர வார்த்தைகளே, ஒன்றும் புதிதல்ல.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அமெரிக்காவின் பொருளாதாரத்தை நிமிர்த்தும் ஒப்பந்தங்கள் : எனவே, இந்தியாவில் ஒபாமா மேற்கொண்ட 3 நாள் பயணத்தில் அமெரிக்காவிற்கு கிடைத்ததென்ன, இந்தியா பெற்றதென்ன? என்பதை மதிப்பீடு செய்துப் பார்த்தால், அவரது பயணம் அமெரிக்காவிற்கும், அதன் பொருளாதாரத்திற்கும், அந்நாட்டு பெரு நிறுவனங்களுக்கும் போதுமான பயனளித்துள்ளது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. இந்திய விமானப் படைக்கு நீண்ட தூரம் டாங்கிகள் உள்ளிட்ட கனரக ஆயுதங்களைக் கொண்டு செல்லக் கூடிய அமெரிக்காவின் போயிங் நிறுவனத் தயாரிப்பான சி-17 விமானங்கள் 10ஐ வாங்குவதென்ற 4.1 பில்லியன் ஒப்பந்தம். இதன் மூலம் அமெரிக்காவில் 22,000 பேருக்கு வேலை கிடைக்கும். மேலும் 6 பிறகு வாங்குவோம் என்று இந்திய விமானப் படைத் தலைமைத் தளபதி கூறியுள்ளார்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. போயிங் நிறுவனத்தின் பயணிகள் போக்குவரத்து விமானமான பி 737-800 வகை விமானங்கள் 30ஐ வாங்க இந்திய தனியார் விமான .நிறுவனமான ஸ்பைஸ் ஜெட் ஒப்பந்தம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. அமெரிக்காவின் ஜெனரல் எலக்ட்ரிக் நிறுவனத்திடமிருந்து நமது நாட்டுத் தயாரிப்பான தேஜாஸ் இலகு ரக விமானத்திற்கு 107 எஃப்-414 இயந்திரங்கள் வாங்க ஒப்பந்தம். மதிப்பு 1 பில்லியன் டாலர்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ரிலையன்ஸ் நிறுவனம் தொடங்கவுள்ள அனல் மின் நிலையங்களுக்கு ஜெனரல் மோட்டார்ஸ் நிறுவனத்திடமிருந்து 6 எரிவாயு டர்பைன்கள் வாங்க ஒப்பந்தம். இதுமட்டுமின்றி, 5 பில்லியன் டாலர்கள் அளவிற்கு அமெரிக்காவின் பொருட்கள் மற்றும் சேவைகளைப் பெற ரிலையன்ஸ் ஒப்பந்தம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. இந்திய - அமெரிக்க அணு சக்தி ஒத்துழைப்பு ஒப்பந்தத்தின் கீழ் வெஸ்டிங் ஹெவுஸ், ஜெனரல் எலக்டிரிக் ஆகிய நிறுவனங்களிடமிருந்து அணு உலைகளைப் பெற ‘தடையாகவுள்ள’ அணு விபத்து இழப்பீடு சட்டத்திலுள்ள விதிமுறைகளை முறைபடுத்த ஒப்புதல்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இதுமட்டுமின்றி, அமெரிக்க நிறுவனங்கள் எதிர்பார்த்த மேலும் பல சாதகமான முடிவுகள் எட்டப்பட்டுள்ளன. அதனை அமெரிக்க வெளியுறவு அமைச்சக செய்தித்தொடர்பாளர் பி.ஜே. கிராவ்லி வாஷிங்டனில் பத்திரிகையாளர்களிடம் தெளிவாகவே விளக்கியுள்ளார். “அதிபர் ஒபாமாவின் 3 நாள் இந்தியப் பயணம் அமெரிக்கா எதிர்பார்த்த அனைத்தையும் சாதித்துவிட்டது” என்று கூறியுள்ளார்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இந்தியா பெற்றதென்ன? : இந்தியாவின் உள்கட்டமைப்பு வசதிகளை மேம்படுத்த இரு நாடுகளும் இணைந்து தனியார் பங்கேற்புடன் 10 பில்லியன் டாலர் தொகையுடன் உருவாக்க ஒப்புக்கொண்டுள்ள உள்கட்டமைப்பு நிதித் தொகுப்பு (இன்பராஸ்ட்ரெக்சர் டெபிட் பண்ட்), இந்தியாவின் உணவுப் பாதுகாப்பை உறுதி செய்ய ‘நீடித்த பசுமைப் புரட்சி’ (இது நமது விவசாயத்தை எந்த அளவிற்கு நோகடிக்கப் போகிறது என்பது போகப் போகத் தெரியும்), டில்லியில் நோய் கண்டுபிடிப்பு மையம், எரிசக்தி (அணு சக்தி என்று புரிந்துகொள்க) ஒத்துழைப்பு ஆகியன. இந்தியப் பயணத்தில் செய்யப்பட்டுள்ள ஒப்பந்தங்களால் அமெரிக்காவில் 50 ஆயிரம் பேருக்கு வேலை வாய்ப்பை பெற்று வந்துள்ளேன் என்று அமெரிக்கா திரும்பியதும் கூறப்போகிறேன் என்று ஒபாமா பேசியுள்ளார். ஆனால், கடந்த சில மாதங்களாக இந்திய தகவல் தொழில்நுட்ப துறையைச் சேர்ந்தவர்கள் உட்பட பல தொழில் வல்லுனர்கள் அமெரிக்கா சென்று பணியாற்றிட அளிக்கப்படும் ஹெச்1பி, எல்1, எல்2 உள்ளிட்ட விசா கட்டணங்களை 2,000 முதல் 2,500 டாலர்கள் வரை உயர்த்தியது குறித்து பேச்சு மூச்சில்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பிசினஸ் புராசஸ் அவுட்சோர்சிங்சிற்கு (பிபீஓ) ஒஹியோ மாகாணம் விதித்துள்ள தடை, அதனை ஆதரித்து அமெரிக்க காங்கிரஸ் தேர்தல் பிரச்சாரத்தில் தான் பேசியது, அப்படிப்பட்ட தடையால் (தற்காப்புக் கொள்கையால்) இந்திய மென்பொருள் நிறுவனங்களுக்கு ஏற்பட்டுள்ள பாதிப்பு ஆகியன பற்றி ஒபாமாவும் பேசவில்லை, இந்தியப் பிரதமர் பேசியதாகவும் தெரியவில்லை. “பிசினஸ் புராசஸ் அவுட்சோர்சிங் பணிகளைப் பெற்றதன் மூலம் அமெரிக்க நிறுவனங்கள்தான் பலன் பெற்றன என்றும், அமெரிக்கர்களுக்குரிய வேலை வாய்ப்புகளை நாங்கள் திருடவில்லை” என்று பிரதமர் மன்மோகன் சிங் பேசினார். ஆனால் அதற்கான பதில் ஒபாமாவிடமிருந்து வரவில்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஹெச்1பி விசா பெற்றுச் சென்றவர்கள், அங்கு பெறும் ஊதியத்தில் சமூக பாதுகாப்பு திட்டங்களுக்காக செய்யப்படும் பிடித்தத்தைத் திரும்பப் பெற அமெரிக்காவுடன் ஊதியப் பிடித்தம் தவிர்ப்பு ஒப்பந்தம் போடப்படும் என்று கடந்த செப்டம்பரில் வர்த்தக அமைச்சர் ஆனந்த சர்மா பேசினார். ஆனால் அதுபற்றி ஒபாமா பயணத்தில் ஏதும் பேசப்பட்டதாக ஒரு குறிப்பும் இல்லை. இதற்குமேல் பேச வேண்டும் என்று மட்டும் நாஸ்காம் தலைவர் சோம் மிட்டல் வற்புறுத்தியுள்ளார்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அதுமட்டுமல்ல, மிகச் சமீபமாக அமெரிக்காவிற்கு பணி நிமித்தம் விசா பெறச் செல்லும் இந்தியா தொழில்வல்லுனர்களிடம், அமெரிக்க தூதரகத்தின் விசா அதிகாரிகள் மிகக் கடுமையாக (கொடுமையாக) நடந்துகொள்கிறார்கள் என்று புகார்கள் பதிவு செய்யப்பட்டுள்ளன. இங்கிருந்து அமெரிக்காவிற்கு சென்ற பலர், கடுமையான விசாரணைக்குப் பிறகு, அடுத்த விமானத்தில் திருப்பி அனுப்பப்பட்டுள்ளனர். அதுபற்றியெல்லாம் ஏதும் பேசப்பட்டதாகத் தெரியவில்லை.ஆனால் பராக் ஒபாமா, அரசுகளைத் தாண்டி, மக்களுக்கு இடையிலான உறவு பற்றி இங்கு பேசுகிறார். எனவே ஆழமாக நோக்கின், ஒபாமாவின் இந்தப் பயணம் அமெரிக்காவின் பொருளாதார நெருக்கடியைத் தீர்த்துக் கொள்ளும் வாய்ப்புகளைப் பற்றியதாக இருந்ததே தவிர, அது இரு நாடுகளுக்கும் இடையிலான ஒரு சமமான பொருளாதார ஒத்துழைப்பை மையப்படுத்தியதாகத் தெரியவில்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;டில்லியில் இந்திய தொழில் வர்த்தக அமைப்புகளின் கூட்டமைப்பு (பிக்கி) ஏற்பாடு செய்த மாநாட்டில் பேசிய இந்திய தொழில் வர்த்தக அமைச்சர் ஆனந்த சர்மா, “பராக் ஒபாமா பயணம் அளித்த துவக்கத்தை கருத்தில் கொண்டு இரு நாடுகளுக்கும் இடையே வர்த்தகம், முதலீடு, சேவைகள் ஆகியனவற்றை உள்ளடக்கிய விரிவான பொருளாதார கூட்டாண்மை ஒப்பந்தத்தை (காம்ப்ரிஹென்சிவ் எகனாமிக் பார்ட்னர்ஷிப் அக்ரிமெண்ட்) உருவாக்குவது குறித்து விவாதிக்க வேண்டும்” என்று உற்சாகமாக பேசியுள்ளார். ஆனால் அந்த மாநாட்டில் கலந்துகொண்ட அமெரிக்க வர்த்தக அமைச்சகத்தின் செயலர் காரி லோக், “நாம் பல்வேறு பொருளாதார ஒப்பந்தங்கள் குறித்து செயலாற்றி வருகிறோம். ஒவ்வொரு படியாகத்தான் செயல்படுத்த வேண்டும். ஏற்கனவே பல ஒப்பந்தங்கள் கையெழுத்தாகியுள்ளன. அவைகளின் மீது வணிக சமூகங்கள் (பெரு நிறுவனங்கள்) கவனம் செலுத்தி வருகின்றன. எனவே, ஒவ்வொரு அடியாக முன்னெடுக்கலாம்” என்று உற்சாகமின்றி பேசியதாக செய்திகள் கூறுகின்றன.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இவை யாவும் இந்தியாவை அமெரிக்க அரசும், அதன் பெரு நிறுவனங்களும் எவ்வாறு பார்க்கின்றன என்பதையே தெளிவுபடுத்துகின்றன. அவைகளுக்கு இந்தியா ஒரு பெரும் சந்தை. அந்த சந்தையில் அமெரிக்காவின் உற்பத்திகளுக்கு தடையேதும் இருக்கக் கூடாது. குறிப்பாக அமெரிகாவின் விவசாய விளைபொருட்களுக்கு பெரும் சந்தையாக இந்தியாவை அந்நாடு பார்க்கிறது. அதனால்தான் தோகா சுற்றுப் பேச்சு குறித்து கூட ஒபாமா பார்லிமெண்ட் உரையில் குறிப்பிட்டார். அது அவர்களின் பொருட்களுக்கு பெரும் தடையை ஏற்படுத்துகிறது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தோகா சுற்றுப் பேச்சுவார்த்தை அமெரிக்கா, ஐரோப்பா, கனடா போன்ற வளர்ந்த நாடுகளுக்கும், இந்தியா, பிரேசில், தென் ஆப்ரிக்க உள்ளிட்ட வளரும் நாடுகளுக்கும் இடையிலான வர்த்தக பிரச்சனை தொடர்பானதாகும். தங்களுடைய உற்பத்திகளுக்கு வளரும் நாடுகள் சந்தையை திறக்க வேண்டும் என்று அமெரிக்கா உள்ளிட்ட வளரும் நாடுகள் எதிர்பார்க்கி்ன்றன. அதில் சம அளவிலான போட்டியிருக்க வேண்டும், எனவே உங்கள் நாட்டு விளைபொருட்களுக்கு நீங்கள் அளிக்கிற மானியங்களை குறையுங்கள் என்கின்றன இந்தியா உள்ளிட்ட வளரும் நாடுகள். இதுதான் அமெரிக்காவிற்குச் சங்கடத்தை ஏற்படுத்துகிறது. இந்த நெருக்கடியில் இருந்து விடுபட உலக வர்த்தக அமைப்பில் தீர்வு காண்பதற்கு பதிலாக, இந்தியாவுடன் தனித்த பேச்சுவார்த்தை, ஒப்பந்தங்கள் மூலம் தீர்த்துக் கொள்ள முயற்சிக்கிறது அமெரிக்கா.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஆக, அமெரிக்காவின் (தங்கள் நாட்டின் உற்பத்திகளுக்கு) சந்தை தேடும் வணிகப் பொருளாதாரக் கொள்கையில் மாற்றம் ஏதுமில்லை. அதிபர்தான் மாறினாரே தவிர, அந்நாட்டின் அணுகுமுறை மாறவில்லை. இந்த ஒருபக்க ஆதாய அணுகுமறை மாறாதவரை, இந்தியா போன்றதொரு வளரும் நாட்டுடன் அந்நாடு நீடித்த பொருளாதார உறவு கொள்ள முடியாது.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4001567002821182070?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4001567002821182070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4001567002821182070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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தேசப்பற்றும் தியாக மனப்பான்மையும் உள்ள தலைவர்கள் வேண்டும். நிர்வாகத்தில் இருக்கும் அதிகாரிகள் நேர்மையானவர்களாகவும், மக்களின் உணர்வுகளைப் பிரதிபலிப்பவர்களாகவும், அர்ப்பணிப்பு மனப்பான்மை உள்ளவர்களாகவும் இருக்க வேண்டும். முறையான வழிகாட்டுதலும், சாதிக்க வேண்டும் என்ற வெறியும் இல்லாத தலைமையால் ஒரு தேசத்தை வளர்ச்சிப் பாதைக்குக் கொண்டு செல்ல முடியாது. இங்கே உங்கள் இந்தியாவில் பிரதமர் பண்டித ஜவாஹர்லால் நேருவையும் விரல்விட்டு எண்ணக்கூடிய ஒருசில தலைவர்களையும் தவிர வேறு யாருக்குமே அப்படிப்பட்ட உணர்வு இருப்பதாகத் தெரியவில்லை. ஆனாலும் இந்தியா வளர்ச்சிப் பாதையில் முன்னேறுகிறது என்றால் ஒருவேளை கடவுள் செயலாக இருக்குமோ என்று நான் சந்தேகப்படுகிறேன். அவ்வளவே!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read full article below - also in www.dinamani.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வேடிக்கையாக ஒரு கதை சொல்வார்கள். அன்றைய சோவியத் யூனியனில் பிரதமராக இருந்த நிக்கோலஸ் புல்கானின் இந்தியாவுக்கு அரசு விருந்தினராக வந்திருந்தார். இந்தியாவின் பல்வேறு பகுதிகளிலும் சுற்றுப்பயணம் செய்துவிட்டு மாஸ்கோ திரும்பும்முன் பத்திரிகை நிருபர்கள் அவரைப் பேட்டி கண்டனராம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ""இந்தியா முழுவதும் சுற்றிப்பார்த்துவிட்ட உங்களுக்கு எங்கள் நாட்டைப் பற்றி என்ன அபிப்பிராயம் ஏற்பட்டிருக்கிறது?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ""நான் ஒரு பொதுவுடமைவாதி. இந்தியாவுக்கு வரும்போது கடவுள் நம்பிக்கை இல்லாத ஒரு கம்யூனிஸ்ட்டாகத்தான் வந்தேன். ஆனால் மாஸ்கோ திரும்பும்போது "கடவுள்' பற்றி மறுபரிசீலனை செய்யப்பட வேண்டும் என்று நினைக்கிறேன்'' என்ற பிரதமர் நிக்கோலஸ் புல்கானினின் பதில் அனைவரையும் திடுக்கிட வைத்தது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ""எங்கள் இந்தியக் கோயில்களையும், புனிதத்தலங்களையும் பார்த்ததால் பக்தி ஏற்பட்டு நீங்கள் ஆத்திகவாதியாக மாறிவிட்டீர்களா?'' என்று நிருபர்கள் அவரை கேலியாகக் கேட்டபோது, பிரதமர் புல்கானின் சிரித்துக்கொண்டே பதிலளித்தாராம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ""அப்படியெல்லாம் எதுவும் இல்லை. ஒரு தேசம் இயங்குவதற்குத் திறமையும் கொள்கைப் பிடிப்பும் தேசப்பற்றும் தியாக மனப்பான்மையும் உள்ள தலைவர்கள் வேண்டும். நிர்வாகத்தில் இருக்கும் அதிகாரிகள் நேர்மையானவர்களாகவும், மக்களின் உணர்வுகளைப் பிரதிபலிப்பவர்களாகவும், அர்ப்பணிப்பு மனப்பான்மை உள்ளவர்களாகவும் இருக்க வேண்டும். முறையான வழிகாட்டுதலும், சாதிக்க வேண்டும் என்ற வெறியும் இல்லாத தலைமையால் ஒரு தேசத்தை வளர்ச்சிப் பாதைக்குக் கொண்டு செல்ல முடியாது. இங்கே உங்கள் இந்தியாவில் பிரதமர் பண்டித ஜவாஹர்லால் நேருவையும் விரல்விட்டு எண்ணக்கூடிய ஒருசில தலைவர்களையும் தவிர வேறு யாருக்குமே அப்படிப்பட்ட உணர்வு இருப்பதாகத் தெரியவில்லை. ஆனாலும் இந்தியா வளர்ச்சிப் பாதையில் முன்னேறுகிறது என்றால் ஒருவேளை கடவுள் செயலாக இருக்குமோ என்று நான் சந்தேகப்படுகிறேன். அவ்வளவே!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; பிரதமர் நிக்கோலஸ் புல்கானினின் பதிலைக் கேட்டு எல்லோரும் சிரித்து விட்டார்களாம். இது நிஜ சம்பவமா, இல்லை நமது இந்திய மெத்தனத்தை கேலி செய்ய நாமே உருவாக்கிய நகைச்சுவை துணுக்கா என்று தெரியவில்லை. காமன்வெல்த் விளையாட்டுப் போட்டிகளில் இந்தியாவின் சாதனைப் பட்டியலைப் பார்த்தபோது எப்போதோ படித்த இந்த நகைச்சுவை துணுக்கு நினைவுக்கு வந்தது. நிக்கோலஸ் புல்கானின் தெரிந்துகொள்ளாத, காமன்வெல்த் போட்டிகள் நிரூபித்திருக்கும் விஷயம் என்னவென்றால் ஆட்சியாளர்களின் அலட்சியத்தையும் தவறுகளையும் மீறி இந்தியா ஒளிர்வதற்குக் காரணம் நமது மனித வளத்தின் ஆற்றல்தான் என்பது!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1934-ல் நடந்த இரண்டாவது காமன்வெல்த் விளையாட்டுப் போட்டிகளில் ஒரே ஒரு வெண்கலப் பதக்கத்தை மட்டுமே வென்ற இந்தியா, 76 ஆண்டுகள் கடந்துவிட்ட நிலையில் பதக்கப் பட்டியலில் 38 தங்கப் பதக்கங்களையும் 27 வெள்ளிப் பதக்கங்களையும் 36 வெண்கலப் பதக்கங்களையும் வென்று இரண்டாவது இடத்தைப் பிடித்திருக்கிறது என்றால், பாராட்டு முழுமையாக நமது விளையாட்டு வீரர்களை மட்டுமே சாரும். அடுத்தபடியாக இந்த இளம்வீரர்களின் திறமையை அடையாளம் கண்டு அவர்களை ஊக்குவித்த உயர்நிலைப் பள்ளி விளையாட்டு ஆசிரியர்களைத்தான் பாராட்டக் கடமைப்பட்டிருக்கிறோம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; காமன்வெல்த் விளையாட்டுப் போட்டிகளில் இந்தியாவின் பதக்க எண்ணிக்கை கடந்த 40 ஆண்டுகளில் படிப்படியாக அதிகரித்து வந்திருக்கிறது. 1966-ல் வெறும் 10 பதக்கங்களை மட்டுமே வெல்ல முடிந்த இந்திய விளையாட்டு அணி கடந்த 2006 போட்டிகளில் 49 பதக்கங்களை வெல்ல முடிந்தது. இப்போது 49 என்கிற பதக்க எண்ணிக்கை 101 ஆக அதிகரித்திருப்பதை நாம் கரவொலி எழுப்பி பாராட்ட வேண்டும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; காமன்வெல்த் போட்டிகளில் இந்தியாவுக்கு முதல்முறையாகத் தங்கப் பதக்கத்தைப் பெற்றுத் தந்தது தட, களப் போட்டிகள்தான். 1958-ல் நடந்த 6-வது காமன்வெல்த் போட்டிகளில் "பறக்கும் சீக்கியர்' என்று பாராட்டப்படும் மில்கா சிங் 400 மீட்டர் ஓட்டப் பந்தயத்தில் தங்கப் பதக்கத்தை வென்று இந்தியாவுக்குப் பெருமை சேர்த்தார். அரை நூற்றாண்டுக்குப் பின்னும் நாம் தட, களப் போட்டிகளில் 2 தங்கப் பதக்கங்களைத்தான் வெற்றிபெற முடிந்திருக்கிறது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ஒருகாலத்தில், ஹாக்கி என்று சொன்னால் இந்தியா என்றிருந்த நிலைமைபோய் நாம் பின்னுக்குத் தள்ளப்பட்டு விட்டிருக்கிறோம். சர்க்கஸ் கம்பெனிகளில் அற்புத சாகசங்களை நிகழ்த்தும் சிறுமிகள் இந்தியாவில் இருந்தும் நாம் இன்னும் ஜிம்னாஸ்டிக்ஸ் பிரிவில் குறிப்பிடத்தக்க சாதனைகளைப் புரியவில்லை. இதற்கெல்லாம் காரணம் திறமையின்மையல்ல. திறமைகள் முறையாகவும் முனைப்பாகவும் அடையாளம் காணப்பட்டு, ஊக்குவிக்கப்பட்டு, உலகத் தரமான வசதிகளுடன் தயார்படுத்தப்பட்டு போட்டிகளுக்கு அனுப்பப்படாததுதான்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; விளையாட்டு என்பதை நாம் விளையாட்டாக எடுத்துக் கொள்கிறோம். பொறியியல் கல்லூரிகளை நிறுவி கணினிப் 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Please rate and comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4901324867845200757?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4901324867845200757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4901324867845200757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4901324867845200757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4901324867845200757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-happy-world.html' title='Welcome to Happy World'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3080004249682640830</id><published>2009-09-16T07:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T07:22:32.427+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Wonder Roger Federer is best forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QRo72MUUZnE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QRo72MUUZnE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3080004249682640830?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3080004249682640830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3080004249682640830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3080004249682640830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3080004249682640830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-wonder-roger-federer-is-best-forever.html' title='No Wonder Roger Federer is best forever'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-1168309185549949241</id><published>2009-09-11T10:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:41:24.178+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Funny. 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I loved it!!!!'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2040201331601894257</id><published>2009-09-04T00:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:21:51.392+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Born to Win</title><content type='html'>Sing and fly in air&lt;br /&gt;There is no room for gloominess&lt;br /&gt;Work Hard and love what you do&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing called sickness&lt;br /&gt;Wear new outfit and walk confident&lt;br /&gt;There is no complex called weakness&lt;br /&gt;Keep your heads up and look&lt;br /&gt;There is no apprehension&lt;br /&gt;Raise your voice and be stubborn&lt;br /&gt;There is no one makes you hesitant&lt;br /&gt;Envy your own past victory&lt;br /&gt;There are no failures&lt;br /&gt;Feel proud and live your life&lt;br /&gt;Try to turn negative in to a positive&lt;br /&gt;You are born to win&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2040201331601894257?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2040201331601894257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2040201331601894257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2040201331601894257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2040201331601894257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/born-to-win.html' title='Born to Win'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6165280890162293942</id><published>2009-08-28T04:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-28T04:50:40.290+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I AM THE ONE</title><content type='html'>Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes... the ones who see things differently -- they're not fond of rules... You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things... they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTED BY "STEVE JOBS" I THINK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6165280890162293942?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6165280890162293942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6165280890162293942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6165280890162293942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6165280890162293942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-one.html' title='I AM THE ONE'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3435902182401088142</id><published>2009-08-23T02:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:42:48.817+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lord Shri Ganesh Chaturthi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SpBegkazpSI/AAAAAAAAIvE/s0LocO3ETwM/s1600-h/fpnmix_71151369811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SpBegkazpSI/AAAAAAAAIvE/s0LocO3ETwM/s320/fpnmix_71151369811.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372898269077939490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYg4xfP7hBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYg4xfP7hBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhyOfitkl6A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhyOfitkl6A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos Copy Rights all reserved  - www.dinamalar.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3435902182401088142?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3435902182401088142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3435902182401088142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3435902182401088142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3435902182401088142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/lord-shri-ganesh-chaturthi.html' title='Lord Shri Ganesh Chaturthi'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SpBegkazpSI/AAAAAAAAIvE/s0LocO3ETwM/s72-c/fpnmix_71151369811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-307480320359375918</id><published>2009-08-18T06:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:26:36.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Something that reflects.. ....</title><content type='html'>"முன்னம் அவனுடைய நாமம்கேட்டாள் &lt;br /&gt;மூர்த்தி அவனிருக்கும் வண்ணம் கேட்டாள் &lt;br /&gt;பின்னை அவனுடைய ஆரூர்கேட்டாள் &lt;br /&gt;பெம்மான் அவனுக்கே பிச்சியானாள் &lt;br /&gt;அன்னையையும் அத்தனையும் அன்றேநீத்தாள் &lt;br /&gt;அகன்றாள் அகலிடத்தார் ஆசாரத்தைத் &lt;br /&gt;தன்னை மறந்தாள்தன் நாமங்கெட்டாள் &lt;br /&gt;தலைப்பட்டாள் நங்கை தலைவன்தாளே!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-307480320359375918?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/307480320359375918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=307480320359375918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/307480320359375918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/307480320359375918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-that-reflects.html' title='Something that reflects.. ....'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4220273123360503634</id><published>2009-08-15T21:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:46:52.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wings of Freedom</title><content type='html'>We are still a 63 Year Old Kid. There is a huge potential for growth in our country. Lot of talented Indians spread across United States, UK, Europe, and Australia and in particular Middle East and Asia Pacific like Singapore, Malaysia. It is the responsibility of Govt, of India to stop the brain drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on GDP; provide loans for aspirant entrepreneurs at college level. This will reduce the number of Graduates and Post Graduates settle abroad. A decade from now, every product in the market should bear “Made in India” mark. Overtake China on global trade; the Exports are their main strength. Improve standard of living for Indians, make them to spend money, by this we can increase “Purchasing Power parity” of Indians to bypass United States, the Imports are their major advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than a Top Down approach, the cleaning up of Corruption and Bribery should be bottom up. Start from grass root level, the Panchayat, Village Administrative Officers, Engineers carrying out local construction works, Local body representatives, councilors, Water tank Operators and electricians should be punished strictly for bribery. Educate them on bribery and it’s a criminal offense. Stop them doing their work for mere 100 Rs and 200 Rs, in spite of government salary. It goes to Town municipality in Thousands and tens of thousands rupees and at higher level of Millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is becoming a multimillion dollar industry. The money from political corruption is being diverted to Multi-disciplinary universities, Hospitals, Engineering colleges and Matriculation schools. Government reforms on such institutes should not only focus on quality of education, but where money comes from, how much donation the Management get from allotted seats, removal of management quota is absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funds from religious and pilgrimage should be diverted to welfare of local people. Last but not least Indians should stop investing in GOLD and SILVER. There is abundance of consumption of these metals, passed as property to next generations. Rather they can give good education, training and quality food for kids. Gold from temples and other religious organizations must be declared government property immediately and should be added to welfare – funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship with Neighbors is absolutely necessary for growth. Some Magical moments of friendship between India and Pakistan will drive us long way. After all we are one and the same a few decades before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets dream for a stronger, better and prosperous India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAI HIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4220273123360503634?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4220273123360503634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4220273123360503634' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4220273123360503634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4220273123360503634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/wings-of-freedom.html' title='Wings of Freedom'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3629903522400349853</id><published>2009-08-14T06:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T06:32:26.801+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KRISHNA JAYANTHI</title><content type='html'>Krishna Jayanthi&lt;br /&gt;Last year I celebrated it in Chennai. I was then working in IBM, ran came home in the evening. That was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/gokulastami.html"&gt; LAST YEAR &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in Stamford, nothing much changed in my mood, I love lord krishna as always.&lt;br /&gt;Thaddiyonnam and Murukku Cheedai are missing. So what, I substitute them with Muffin, Cup of cereals and milk.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot buy flowers in ‘Muzham’ rather bouquet. I cannot burn ‘seseme oil’ lamp rather a scented candle. I don’t have Lord Krishna diety, he lives in my heart. I miss the festival mood outside but I made one at home. There are no positive and no negative, it all remains the same, at the end of the day am happy. That’s what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked some snaps of what I did today evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SoS2jQcYkDI/AAAAAAAAIuc/4Mr6KI8BlHE/s1600-h/DSC06360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SoS2jQcYkDI/AAAAAAAAIuc/4Mr6KI8BlHE/s320/DSC06360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617372558168114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SoS22vqlNiI/AAAAAAAAIuk/NoyLKn9Rz6c/s1600-h/DSC06363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SoS22vqlNiI/AAAAAAAAIuk/NoyLKn9Rz6c/s320/DSC06363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369617707356730914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BLESS ALL OF US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS - KAAtrinile Varum GEEtham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCiqqFVY4Xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCiqqFVY4Xw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3629903522400349853?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3629903522400349853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3629903522400349853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3629903522400349853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3629903522400349853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/krishna-jayanthi.html' title='KRISHNA JAYANTHI'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SoS2jQcYkDI/AAAAAAAAIuc/4Mr6KI8BlHE/s72-c/DSC06360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2207440520950788747</id><published>2009-08-09T06:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-09T06:06:04.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pursue my destiny</title><content type='html'>Ever since I know,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed to pursue my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a hidden agenda&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than once I have &lt;br /&gt;I indicated my desire.&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Your wardrobe is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why I came and talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;Did I prolong the conversation?&lt;br /&gt;I go mad when I see you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "tea" times are meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Never ending conversations&lt;br /&gt;Does it make real sense?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all I can only be &lt;br /&gt;The wife of the night fall&lt;br /&gt;Like autumn leaves&lt;br /&gt;My life is colorful, for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I know,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to pursue my destiny&lt;br /&gt;But I have no choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2207440520950788747?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2207440520950788747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2207440520950788747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2207440520950788747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2207440520950788747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/pursue-my-destiny.html' title='Pursue my destiny'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2749450964146839679</id><published>2009-07-18T09:11:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:41:59.428+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson a Genius</title><content type='html'>I was not a big fan of MJ, but I became one. He was and is a legend in Pop, true a ‘king of pop’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Thriller, Billie Jeans and Beat it. Watched it over, watched it over again and again. I love them all. He writes dances and also sings.  He is one such soul born only for music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THRILLER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MP0NOd2Xcjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MP0NOd2Xcjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BILLIE JEANS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pH9UleDgI6o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pH9UleDgI6o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iK_EOXda4cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iK_EOXda4cM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch ‘They don’t care about us’ wow. He should have practiced every single step a thousand times for perfection like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT US:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ST1-aeN869w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ST1-aeN869w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question why this world started hating him?&lt;br /&gt;He failed to be himself. I mean look at mid 70’s and mid 80’s videos, he is so real. He lives himself. He is very real and originality was there. He is very innovative and unique that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fake plastic surgeries, No fake nose and no fake appearance. Why he became media centric MJ and why he couldn’t concentrate in music career? He tries to move away from reality and created his own world to live in. People liked only original MJ; they loved only his voice and dance not the color of skin. It is apparent Majority of his fans white Americans and African Americans doesn’t love his too artificial looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being you" and "Being yourself" is more important than pretending to be something else. If you have frustrations show it and get rid of it. Do not try to act be real. Do not try to hide, show up. Do not hesitate to correct others mistake, be open to accept your mistakes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Honest, Be truthful - do not misguide others. Be it a professional or personal stuff, Integrity is crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moment you try to act smart, the moment you try to fail others, the moment you try to enjoy others problems YOU ARE FAILING YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my mom says,” when you try to cheat others you are cheating yourself”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy – 3 important factors for happiness is ‘Be Honest’, ‘Have Integrity’ and ‘Be Courageous to accept your mistakes’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the GHOST too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaGoKczNndc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaGoKczNndc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2749450964146839679?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2749450964146839679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2749450964146839679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2749450964146839679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2749450964146839679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson-genius.html' title='Michael Jackson a Genius'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4713407811172370993</id><published>2009-07-07T09:41:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:08:12.838+05:30</updated><title type='text'>15 Titles!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SlLLJIqEytI/AAAAAAAAHCw/IZgLFa7uyAw/s1600-h/roger-federer-15-grand-slam-trophies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SlLLJIqEytI/AAAAAAAAHCw/IZgLFa7uyAw/s320/roger-federer-15-grand-slam-trophies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355566264700160722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Copyrights all reserved – Sports Illustrated – SI.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href = http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/multimedia/photo_gallery/0907/tennis.roger.federer.grand.slam.titles/content.1.html&gt; Sports Illustrated &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting goose bumps. Nonstop Hah’s!! Feel like crying loud and still I wonder. He is one such example for consistency. Non-stop and back to No: 1 spot. Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is possible only with a mental stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with 2003 Wimbledon, 2004 Australian Open, 2004 Wimbledon, 2004 US Open, 2005 Wimbledon, 2005 US Open (Vs my beloved Agassi), 2006 Australian Open, 2006 Wimbledon, 2006 US Open, 2007 Australian Open, 2007 Wimbledon, 2007 US Open, 2008 US open, 2009 French Open and now 2009 Wimbledon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muscles torn apart, Knees grind down, bone crushes and you grow tired. This kind of starching is possible only with an extraordinary power. Will Power! And what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inched to No:1 Spot. When he lost it to Rafa he cried. A strong never feels ashamed of crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that consistency, with that concentration he moved back to No: 1 Spot again. So quick, it’s a matter of 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all reminds me one important thing – Where there is a will there is a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4713407811172370993?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4713407811172370993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4713407811172370993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4713407811172370993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4713407811172370993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/15-titles.html' title='15 Titles!!'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SlLLJIqEytI/AAAAAAAAHCw/IZgLFa7uyAw/s72-c/roger-federer-15-grand-slam-trophies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-9053109495050108945</id><published>2009-06-24T09:12:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:20:15.098+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Endharo Mahanubavulu</title><content type='html'>DO we need any explanation? Divinity in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDHAROMAHANUBAVULU ANTHARIKI VANDHANAMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l2GmNph5qGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l2GmNph5qGQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-9053109495050108945?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/9053109495050108945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=9053109495050108945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9053109495050108945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9053109495050108945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/endharo-mahanubavulu.html' title='Endharo Mahanubavulu'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2401261620812036502</id><published>2009-06-13T08:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-13T08:55:11.618+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHO ARE YOU? ask yourself ..........</title><content type='html'>The very essence of self-realization will give the answer who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am a wonder in god’s creation. I am a combination of 5 elements, earth, sun, space, water and fire. The survival of universe depends on thousands and million and trillions of creations just like me. When universe is an atom and god is nucleus, I am one such tiny electron in this huge unimaginable universe. God, just let me move along with such uncountable electrons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that I chose to live will have impact on this universe. When I Spread happiness, everything looks happy. When I am arrogant, I fall on the negative side. The energy positive or negative evolves from one’s own thoughts; words and actions will bring me automatically to a main stream positive or negative energy existing in the universe. Being good or bad is karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the big picture is, I am thankful to God each and every moment. I am thankful for creating this world so perfectly and beautiful. I am thankful for making me think. I am thankful for making me to spread happiness. I am thankful for putting me on a positive stream. I am thankful for everything that he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisely, am part of Him and He is in me. Having said that, I will try to be happy, spread happiness, help others, and help poor and needy, work towards a defined goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOUR DUTY WITH BEST POSSIBLE POTENTIAL; DO NOT WORRY ABOUT END RESULTS. &lt;br /&gt;– Bhagavd Gita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2401261620812036502?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2401261620812036502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2401261620812036502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2401261620812036502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2401261620812036502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-are-you-ask-yourself.html' title='WHO ARE YOU? ask yourself ..........'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6015991269773607380</id><published>2009-06-07T22:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:07:20.995+05:30</updated><title type='text'>World Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SivssstjrXI/AAAAAAAAGJs/N3oQ0V1S9ho/s1600-h/fpnmix_58391970397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SivssstjrXI/AAAAAAAAGJs/N3oQ0V1S9ho/s320/fpnmix_58391970397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344625635465866610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like Rafa’s early departure from clay court is destiny. It’s a Destiny for Federer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Federer joins Fred Perry, Don Budge, Roy Emerson, Rod Laver and Andre Agassi as the only men to have won all four Grand Slam titles and was presented the Coupe des Mousquetaires by Agassi. My fav was Agassi earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I share my feelings between Rafa and Federer. If they both were on center court, my vote for Rafa. If not Roger becomes my default.&lt;br /&gt;He wrapped up a 6-1 7-6 (7-1) 6-4 victory in one hour and 55 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Five Wimbledon titles, Five US Opens, Three Australian Opens and one French Open – he is 14 equals Sampras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6015991269773607380?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6015991269773607380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6015991269773607380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6015991269773607380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6015991269773607380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-record.html' title='World Record'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SivssstjrXI/AAAAAAAAGJs/N3oQ0V1S9ho/s72-c/fpnmix_58391970397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8348865735144793935</id><published>2009-05-27T02:50:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-27T03:20:14.227+05:30</updated><title type='text'>JFK, NY  to   SFO, CA  to  JFK, NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxfcQJ5pXI/AAAAAAAAGIY/V47NOgTuwA8/s1600-h/ROSE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxfcQJ5pXI/AAAAAAAAGIY/V47NOgTuwA8/s320/ROSE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248197132035442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (05/22/2009) Morning – I was excited to see my sister after a while. She booked my tickets in American Airlines. I decided to take train to reach JFK airport. Sharp at 06:30 in the morning, I bought return tickets to New York and took MTA North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached Grand Central around 07:10 am EST. Metro Card is easiest way to commute in Subway. One day Pass, unlimited ride for 71/2 dollars. I took uptown to Bronx on subway 6 and next stop is Lexington Ave 53rd street station. From there one should take transfer to Subway E to wards Jamaica station (approximately 26 Minutes ride).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Jamaica, we have Air train (Monorail system) to connect all 8 terminals in JFK Airport. After security I checked it’s already 10:15 am and my flight was scheduled at 10:50 am. I rushed to gate 37 and grabbed some fruits and vegetable salad for Brunch. The Flight is Being 727, big aircraft. This one is suitable for International travels. As it was a long weekend, it was full. I enjoyed hot cup of Coffee and browsing through magazines. It was wonderful scenery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birds eye view over Denver Colorado was beautiful. In SFO (Sanfrancisco Airport) while arriving, it looked as if we are landing on a sea. Its too close to pacific ocean. Around 2:15 pm PST I have reached and my sister came for pickup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening Me, Harini and Mani went to see Raji, after a long time. She is blessed with two sweet little kids. Sat (05/23/2009) we went to Matha amirthanandamayi ashram near San Ramon. There is a lot of volunteering work going on there and arrangements for visit of Mathaji. It’s a 170+ acre hill farm donated by an American. It’s a wonderful place, while going back; I saw lot of cattle graze in wealthy California. California is one such wealthy state where you can see hi tech Silicon Valley next to cloudy mountain hills and cattle’s. Also saw Star Trek movie. It’s not a good movie, not bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxfkHjkLgI/AAAAAAAAGIg/Ftc3phzb5ng/s1600-h/Crooked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxfkHjkLgI/AAAAAAAAGIg/Ftc3phzb5ng/s320/Crooked.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248332262714882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxfu9uQ5pI/AAAAAAAAGIo/ZBy7vS8W6cM/s1600-h/Cable.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxfu9uQ5pI/AAAAAAAAGIo/ZBy7vS8W6cM/s320/Cable.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248518601795218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxf3-dSY8I/AAAAAAAAGIw/CjP3b5zeLYM/s1600-h/GG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxf3-dSY8I/AAAAAAAAGIw/CjP3b5zeLYM/s320/GG.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248673417847746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA is totally different from any downtown Stamford or New York for that matter. Even Sanfrancisco is totally green and hilly. The next day morning, we drive to SFO. Esp. the crooked street impressed me a lot. It was a pleasure seeing Golden Gate Bridge. It’s an architectural marvel. There was not forged steel used, it’s a cast iron pipe that tightly holds thousands of thick Iron rods, that makes this Suspension bridge cables. Truly American engineers worked hard to make this possible. The bridge is said to be one of the most beautiful examples of bridge engineering, both as a structural design challenge and for its aesthetic appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxf966udII/AAAAAAAAGI4/9NhA5MTZhSU/s1600-h/GG1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Shxf966udII/AAAAAAAAGI4/9NhA5MTZhSU/s320/GG1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248775546795138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxgGWOvoBI/AAAAAAAAGJA/W316iEdSZrk/s1600-h/GG2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxgGWOvoBI/AAAAAAAAGJA/W316iEdSZrk/s320/GG2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340248920317468690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxgNgXzYFI/AAAAAAAAGJI/JmI_roOVifA/s1600-h/GG6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxgNgXzYFI/AAAAAAAAGJI/JmI_roOVifA/s320/GG6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340249043298902098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is a rest day and I traveled back to JFK. In the morning, I woke up on flight DL724 with a bright sunrise above beautiful clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey and experiences bring beautiful memories. Those keep us alive and keep moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://picasaweb.google.com/sivasubbarayan/HARINIMANIAndSIVASUSFOTripMay242009#&gt; You can see all Photos here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8348865735144793935?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8348865735144793935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8348865735144793935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8348865735144793935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8348865735144793935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/jfk-ny-to-sfo-ca-to-jfk-ny.html' title='JFK, NY  to   SFO, CA  to  JFK, NY'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShxfcQJ5pXI/AAAAAAAAGIY/V47NOgTuwA8/s72-c/ROSE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3556512164838221008</id><published>2009-05-20T09:21:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-22T02:26:14.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Karunanidhi and Strategy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShN_HJtqVAI/AAAAAAAAF9k/pRHwEHnFEzQ/s1600-h/2009051759930102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 89px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShN_HJtqVAI/AAAAAAAAF9k/pRHwEHnFEzQ/s320/2009051759930102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337749744207418370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Copyrights - &lt;a href="Http://www.Hinduonnet.com"&gt; THE HINDU &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s very rare to see a politician who is winning for Past 20 Years.  I have no personal regards for him, but he is a true strategist. From 1996 – every Parliament elections, his party becomes part of ruling coalition (exception is 1998 but returned in 1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially when election campaign for 2009 begins, I felt BJP and NDA got an edge in this election. Then slowly the momentum gets lost in air. When Mrs. Shila Dekshit makes it to third term, I know for sure Congress party face is changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The midyear elections for Rajasthan, New Delhi and Eastern States, BJP lost heavily and Won in MP and Karnataka because of the Chief Ministers. They did their good work. It was a wakeup call for BJP, but missed.&lt;br /&gt;Projecting Mr. Modi is too early. He should rule Gujarat for another term and if real changes were seen in state development, he can then be on National stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why BJP failed? &lt;br /&gt;• The party has Old leaders and very old Ideologies. &lt;br /&gt;• The Hinduism agenda and Violence in Orissa. &lt;br /&gt;• The lack of clean strategy and preparation.&lt;br /&gt;• Part existence is not felt in many states including TN.&lt;br /&gt;• Lack of young and energetic leaders. (like Pramod mahajan)&lt;br /&gt;•  Charisma factor – like Mr.Vajpayee are missing&lt;br /&gt;• Minorities are no longer “Minorities” in India. They are 10% each in 1 billion population and they are totally biased against BJP.&lt;br /&gt;• Mr. Varun Gandhi’s Drama – but his future is secure though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Congress Won?&lt;br /&gt;• The Party has generation of strong leaders and now their younger ones, sons and daughters (Blue blood prince) rock. No wonder those old good leaders are Multi billionaires and their clan lived in affluence. They can influence.&lt;br /&gt;• What a Joke? All those prince and Princess studied in Havard and Oxford (at least drop outs) and now half educated Indian generation thinks they are good.&lt;br /&gt;• Anti Hinduism Agenda – Hmm, it works out well with so called Minorities.&lt;br /&gt;• Clean image of Dr.Manmohan Singh&lt;br /&gt;• Lot of good young leaders too (like Priyanka Gandhi)&lt;br /&gt;• Mrs. Sonia Gandhi. She would have become PM then and even now. But it takes a very big HEART to stay away from power. Women of great Influence. I have great respect for her.&lt;br /&gt;• Strong Minority support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national Stage is more or less as expected.  Markets started reacting and good stable government is good for India. Let’s hope Congress &amp; CO brings more Changes now and not to depend on LEFT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me the most is Tamil Nadu results!&lt;br /&gt;As an individual party – DMK gained 2 seats goes up 18 from 16 seats from 2004. AIADMK is not a big looser anyways – it goes from 0 to 9 compared to 2004. Not bad Jayalalithaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why DMK Won?&lt;br /&gt;1. The fear of Death. Death of Mr.Karunanidhi, will be disastrous to DMK. If they fail this election, they will fail forever. That is too costly. The sons and daughters of this royal family will take longer to recover and will be the end of the road for DMK.&lt;br /&gt;2. Media – The SUN TV that earns millions of dollars revenue and now joined effort from Kalaingar TV. Media is totally dominated, monopoly and what not by them. &lt;br /&gt;3. Money – The revenue from Media goes directly to family and no wonder they can spend at least 50 Cr or (500,000,000 rupees) or 10 Million USD for heavy weight constituencies and at least     10 Cr or (100,000,000 rupees) or 2 Million USD for normal constituencies.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mafia – I don’t consider TR Baalu , MK Azhagiri or any TN Ministersfor that matter  as Humble fellows or politicians. &lt;br /&gt;5. Young leaders like Stalin, kanimozhi.&lt;br /&gt;6. Congress Alliance. That paid very well this time.&lt;br /&gt;7. DMDK – This factor will not work out for long time, now history repeats. In 1991 – 1998 MDMK was playing spoilsport for DMK. This time Vijayakath Idiot is playing that role. People will soon get rid of Vijayakanth factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Death of LTTE Rebel leader Prabhakaran has happened or known earlier, it would have made some difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big lesson for PMK, MDMK and Communists, Switching alliance every time will only fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why AIADMK Failed?&lt;br /&gt;There is a too much dependence on Ms.J.Jayalalithaa. She needs to find lot of young influential faces, Strong strategy, and frequent public appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is – One person he is old, riding a wheel chair and went shamelessly to New Delhi and praising Rahul Gandhi and Sonia Gandhi for a few Cabinet berths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will read out poetic statements -&lt;br /&gt;"Tears on eyes but sweets on Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person will not do any good for Tamil Nadu or Tamilians, but will add MK Ahzagiri, Kanimozhi, Maran to union cabinet and call himself a King Maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those who Voted for DMK, Corrupt Government employees, Lazy Tamil Nadu People will hail his Victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Politics – It still stinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3556512164838221008?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3556512164838221008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3556512164838221008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3556512164838221008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3556512164838221008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/karunanidhi-and-strategy.html' title='Karunanidhi and Strategy'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/ShN_HJtqVAI/AAAAAAAAF9k/pRHwEHnFEzQ/s72-c/2009051759930102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-1229120987947507389</id><published>2009-05-10T01:10:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:14:47.501+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NIAGARA River and Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXdUnewmNI/AAAAAAAAF6c/6matebvzyRg/s1600-h/DSC06249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXdUnewmNI/AAAAAAAAF6c/6matebvzyRg/s320/DSC06249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333912679955339474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should thank my friends Prasad and Uddesh for making this most memorable trip. Initially Vishal planned to drive a car, but later Uddesh booked a bus and things happened so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all started on Saturday morning around 6:00 AM and went to New York by train. It was raining and I was worried about the trip. To my luck there was no rain in New York, I had a small breakfast in smelly little Chinese restaurant in New York China Town. (When I say smelly, it really is, for US standard this restaurant is really small, smelly and uncomfortable). I wonder why we Indians and Chinese do not have clean restaurants. May be using too much of oil for cooking?.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to my surprise, the service in bus was excellent. The tour guides are bilinguals and they started explaining things in both Chinese and English. (No wonder the only crowds in this bus were Chinese and Indians) only these guys are left with money to Spend??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning sharp at 8 we started from NY. There are three falls in Niagara, the American Falls, Horse Shoe falls and Bridal View Falls. When we crossed Hudson River tunnel to New Jersey (Wow it’s a five minute ride inside tunnel, but I could feel fresh air coming and going, when I was in Japan I used to feel a little trouble in ear and air locks inside, whenever I cross the long tunnel – but Japanese tunnels are under sea and little more than 15 minutes sometimes :)-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we traveled to a placed called Cronin Museum of glass. They have lot of things in display, glass manufacturing unit is attached and also they sell Swarovski crystal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXf0f6yC3I/AAAAAAAAF7U/FGCgSgTurTc/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXf0f6yC3I/AAAAAAAAF7U/FGCgSgTurTc/s320/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333915426704460658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXgEDLIQjI/AAAAAAAAF7c/L-e8nbU5enQ/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXgEDLIQjI/AAAAAAAAF7c/L-e8nbU5enQ/s320/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333915693866304050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass museum is a nice place to spend time, after 4 hours ride, we reached Niagara. Truly I could feel river and its spirit. It is wonderful experience; I posed for a lot of Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXfneZXPPI/AAAAAAAAF7M/M3RHzYcZxzo/s1600-h/DSC02043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXfneZXPPI/AAAAAAAAF7M/M3RHzYcZxzo/s320/DSC02043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333915202957556978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow, Mist and the water falls makes this place a lovely tourism spot.&lt;br /&gt;The Silence of Niagara river in plains and Thousands of gallons of water, the moment they fall as water fall its noise , the mist and sunshine and so the rainbow. I felt divinity in every moment of being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXeh6IuxtI/AAAAAAAAF68/EMZXCWGpKbU/s1600-h/DSC02157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXeh6IuxtI/AAAAAAAAF68/EMZXCWGpKbU/s320/DSC02157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333914007813146322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXe_55VLOI/AAAAAAAAF7E/gNYpdFwxi3M/s1600-h/DSC02035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXe_55VLOI/AAAAAAAAF7E/gNYpdFwxi3M/s320/DSC02035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333914523144629474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we took a boat ride to see Maid of the Mist. The Famous tour to Canada side Falls, Horse Shoe Falls and gives a very close view of the Water falls. The Mist is heavy like a rain and people became totally wet, thanks to tourism Maid of the Mist rain coat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXd5p6JHOI/AAAAAAAAF6s/2uGRud1ToDs/s1600-h/DSC06266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXd5p6JHOI/AAAAAAAAF6s/2uGRud1ToDs/s320/DSC06266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333913316262223074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon went to one of the great five Finger Lakes – do you call it a lake? I call it an ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXdsCC8IWI/AAAAAAAAF6k/sn69GCS9uP8/s1600-h/DSC06289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXdsCC8IWI/AAAAAAAAF6k/sn69GCS9uP8/s320/DSC06289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333913082223403362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXeKnxojZI/AAAAAAAAF60/z2G1Kpliy_s/s1600-h/DSC02178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXeKnxojZI/AAAAAAAAF60/z2G1Kpliy_s/s320/DSC02178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333913607747440018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return journey was funfilled, I was singing in the return journey and in NY we went to 28, Lexington Avenue – SARAVANA BHAVAN hotel and had a hot Adai and Avial :--)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a movie shown in Niagara – NIAGARA –Miracle, Myths and the Magic – it’s worth watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see &lt;a href = http://picasaweb.google.com/sivasubbarayan/NIAGARA#&gt; Complete Set of Photos Here! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned from Chinese is that - Even When whole world is laughing at you, you continue to do your quality job and never get carried away by what other say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can learn Chinese language :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a small canal next to Niagara water falls, flowing in to the Niagara river, but none bothered to look at this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXgXYLaKDI/AAAAAAAAF7k/4om5o23QZPk/s1600-h/DSC06276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXgXYLaKDI/AAAAAAAAF7k/4om5o23QZPk/s320/DSC06276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333916025922136114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I realized this is what life is :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-1229120987947507389?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1229120987947507389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=1229120987947507389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1229120987947507389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1229120987947507389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/niagara-river-and-spirit.html' title='NIAGARA River and Spirit'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgXdUnewmNI/AAAAAAAAF6c/6matebvzyRg/s72-c/DSC06249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-954819539796800566</id><published>2009-05-07T20:53:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:40:36.011+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kallazhagar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOuEQWNXSI/AAAAAAAAF0M/RuioG_1dQA0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOuEQWNXSI/AAAAAAAAF0M/RuioG_1dQA0/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333297771867626786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOC2nrhebI/AAAAAAAAFz8/QHXH-0y305E/s1600-h/tblfpnnews_6764948369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOC2nrhebI/AAAAAAAAFz8/QHXH-0y305E/s320/tblfpnnews_6764948369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333250258612877746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgL9QUVyfDI/AAAAAAAAFz0/vV5oXiVhw1I/s1600-h/fpnmix_78677004576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgL9QUVyfDI/AAAAAAAAFz0/vV5oXiVhw1I/s320/fpnmix_78677004576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333103365539920946" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this beautiful picture in &lt;a href=http://www.dinamalar.com&gt; DINAMALAR.COM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VISAKA HARI is a divine birth and see this VIDEO .. This is the exact scene after 1000 of years , still we happily celebrate the Andal Kalyanam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5niKgNBskLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5niKgNBskLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the famous garland Exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLh9xY2utNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLh9xY2utNw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மாலை சாற்றினாள் கோதை மாலை மாற்றினாள்&lt;br /&gt;பூ மாலை சாற்றினாள் கோதை மாலை மாற்றினாள்&lt;br /&gt;மாலடைந்து மதிலரங்கன் மாலை அவர்தன் மார்பிலே &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மையலாய் தையலாள் மாமலர் கரத்தினால்&lt;br /&gt;மாலை சாற்றினாள் கோதை மாலை மாற்றினாள்&lt;br /&gt;ரங்கராஜனை அன்பர் தங்கள் நேசனை&lt;br /&gt;ஆசி கூறி பூசுரர்கள் பேசி மிக்க வாழ்த்திட &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அன்புடன் இன்பமாய் ஆண்டாள் கரத்தினால்&lt;br /&gt;மாலை சாற்றினாள் கோதை மாலை மாற்றினாள்&lt;br /&gt;பூ மாலை சாற்றினாள் கோதை மாலை மாற்றினாள் &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO WORDS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KPpZrqO-xzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KPpZrqO-xzc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOC9RiFrmI/AAAAAAAAF0E/ww_zCOqpAxc/s1600-h/fpnmix_60601443053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOC9RiFrmI/AAAAAAAAF0E/ww_zCOqpAxc/s320/fpnmix_60601443053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333250372926811746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-954819539796800566?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/954819539796800566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=954819539796800566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/954819539796800566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/954819539796800566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/kallazhagar.html' title='Kallazhagar'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SgOuEQWNXSI/AAAAAAAAF0M/RuioG_1dQA0/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4424062295358586122</id><published>2009-05-01T06:38:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:23:35.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KARMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfpLyI46RoI/AAAAAAAAFzU/gEXKFGofr_0/s1600-h/fpnmix_54006594420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfpLyI46RoI/AAAAAAAAFzU/gEXKFGofr_0/s320/fpnmix_54006594420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330656433698129538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO COPYRIGHTS TO &lt;a href=http://www.dinamalar.com&gt; DINAMALAR &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love Hinduism and its Philosophy. I am a strong believer of re-incarnation, where this 'soul' returns to earth in a different form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this article in Dinamalar.com and trying to give you a better translation in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOKSHA or MUKTHI – is an ultimate liberation from these cycles of birth and death for a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, coming back to the wide topic KARMA – it’s of 3 different types:&lt;br /&gt;Sanchita Karma&lt;br /&gt;Prarabdha Karma&lt;br /&gt;Kriyamana Karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all 3 are interrelated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sanchita Karma is one which explains accumulation of good and bad karma from past life of a divine soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kriyamana is the Present life actions, which will have its benefits / reactions in next incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prarabdha Karma, explains the good or bad karma accumulated in past being experienced by this soul in this present life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma – it’s simply a storage locator for good or bad action performed by individual soul in past, present or future life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moksha or Mukthi happens to Inner soul only after getting rid of this cycle. As I explained in another Post - Karma yoga focuses on the adherence to duty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; &lt;A href=http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/geyam-gita-naamasahasram.html&gt; READ THIS FIRST &lt;/A&gt; &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Karma good or bad should be surrendered to God. When you are in BAKTHI MARGA – that means the Spiritual surrender to God, you will not do bad karmas; in turn you are not worried about good karmas as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4424062295358586122?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4424062295358586122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4424062295358586122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4424062295358586122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4424062295358586122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/karma.html' title='KARMA'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfpLyI46RoI/AAAAAAAAFzU/gEXKFGofr_0/s72-c/fpnmix_54006594420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3251176447892386668</id><published>2009-04-28T07:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:47:10.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men and Shopping Myth</title><content type='html'>There is a myth; people think Men do not shop well like women. They have no patience or they select a thing that doesn’t fit really or they pick things quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend after cooking some curry, (Uddesh my room mate prepares excellent North Indian Curries) we have decided to go for a shopping. He cooks really well and explains everything with great expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy some summer clothes and things like that. He wanted to purchase jeans and some T shirts. Well, we planned and went to TARGET. This shop has real cheap but branded goods. After browsing through for a while, we moved to T-Shirt Men’s wear section. He picked a pair of Jeans and couple of good T-Shirts. He wear and found that little oversized, he started picking things. I was just looking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me; we took 3 hours to shop a couple of T-Shirts and a pair of Jeans. Boot-cut, relaxed, straight, loose, relaxed boot, regular… How many varieties in Jeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing all these, it was almost closing time for that shop; we paid as a last customer and came home. He started wearing them again and like a kid he was standing in front of mirror and asking me and Prasad a hundreds of questions. Well, this discussion went until midnight. (But he is not GAY??!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carefully looks in to prices, variety, and quality for money and picks good looking wears for best deals of prices. I would like to go with him for shopping anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I have started going gym with him and he is a very good company. It’s very rare to find a good friend like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Gym I have learned lot of Abs-Crunches and weight lifting techniques... life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3251176447892386668?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3251176447892386668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3251176447892386668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3251176447892386668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3251176447892386668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/men-and-shopping-myth.html' title='Men and Shopping Myth'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-821028308969981069</id><published>2009-04-28T07:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:13:19.112+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Metrics and Disaster</title><content type='html'>Today I had a discussion on metrics - Quantitative metrics.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In a corporate world, everyone collects one or the other metrics. Performance, Efficiency, Throughput, Value for money, man days, strategy, business or even problem solving requires metrics these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world where cost cutting becomes a phenomenon for corporate and they keep posting profits quarter by quarter. I respect this quantitative analysis and is very good for Industrial growth. When it comes to individual metrics – I have a few unanswered questions in a &lt;B&gt; CORPORATE WORLD &lt;/B&gt; –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Doing a quality Job is not directly proportionate to Quantitative metrics collected WHY?&lt;br /&gt;2. If metrics are very important WHY people are not given extra time to work on their Quantitative Metrics? Why it becomes part of day to day JOB?&lt;br /&gt;3. The Consulting Firms / project execution firms are keen on metrics but the respect for people is gone? WHY is that ignorance?&lt;br /&gt;4. WHY everyone tries to act smart and load others with their responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;5. WHY NOT everyone can travel an extra mile and give comfort coverage to Peers and colleagues?&lt;br /&gt;6. WHY there is a lack of commitment but loads of ambition among people?&lt;br /&gt;7. “Given a Job, I will do it to the best of my ability” does everyone thinks of it?&lt;br /&gt;8. WHY human beings do not trust each other?&lt;br /&gt;9. WHY there is a hierarchy and why people think up in the ladder are superior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I ALWAYS OUTSTANDING AND BEST PERFORMER IN WHATEVER I DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a team,&lt;br /&gt;1. Mutual Trust&lt;br /&gt;2. Continuous education&lt;br /&gt;3. Excellence in process&lt;br /&gt;4. Helping others&lt;br /&gt;5. Bias free mind and&lt;br /&gt;6. Exemplary attitude&lt;br /&gt;are very important. Lack of one of these qualities will Spoil the entire show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Teamwork?&lt;br /&gt;Together “WE” can do things “BETTER”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-821028308969981069?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/821028308969981069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=821028308969981069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/821028308969981069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/821028308969981069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/metrics-and-disaster.html' title='Metrics and Disaster'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2745414300737616154</id><published>2009-04-26T21:47:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:57:36.947+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Susan Boyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfSKB54KvRI/AAAAAAAAFy0/js08zSo27OA/s1600-h/t1home.boyle.am.cnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfSKB54KvRI/AAAAAAAAFy0/js08zSo27OA/s320/t1home.boyle.am.cnn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329036024407047442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of weeks before, no one knows who she is! Now she has 45 + a few million hits in YouTube. She rules heart of millions of people in Europe and US. Overnight she became a special kid and celebrity for people in two continents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, she is humble, simple and awesome. She got talent and never got a platform to expose it. “Britains got talent 2009” first round is a big break for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My name is Susan Boyle and am 47+, living alone with my cat Peebles” she said “Would like to be as famous as &lt;a href= http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elaine_Paige&gt; Elaine Paige” &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Miserables – Lyrics (Thanks to Youtube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this – I Cried a river watching this……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a Href = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY&gt; SUSAN BOYLE VIDEO &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed a dream in time gone by&lt;br /&gt;When hope was high,&lt;br /&gt;And life worth living&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that love would never die&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that God would be forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was young and unafraid&lt;br /&gt;When dreams were made and used,&lt;br /&gt;And wasted&lt;br /&gt;There was no ransom to be paid&lt;br /&gt;No song unsung,&lt;br /&gt;No wine untasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the tigers come at night&lt;br /&gt;With their voices soft as thunder&lt;br /&gt;As they tear your hopes apart&lt;br /&gt;As they turn your dreams to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still I dream he'll come to me&lt;br /&gt;And we will live our lives together&lt;br /&gt;But there are dreams that cannot be&lt;br /&gt;And there are storms&lt;br /&gt;We cannot weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream my life would be&lt;br /&gt;So different from this hell I'm living&lt;br /&gt;So different now from what it seems&lt;br /&gt;Now life has killed&lt;br /&gt;The dream I dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;You never know, what is in store the next moment, what beautiful things life holds, what surprises are yet to come. Live this moment, happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amenda one of the Judges for this show said - &lt;B&gt; Everyone is being so cynical and we judge people by their looks. Its a big wake-up call for everyone to judge people by their talent and intelligence and not by looks. &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you and Wish you all the very best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2745414300737616154?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2745414300737616154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2745414300737616154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2745414300737616154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2745414300737616154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/susan-boyle.html' title='Susan Boyle'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SfSKB54KvRI/AAAAAAAAFy0/js08zSo27OA/s72-c/t1home.boyle.am.cnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-9202649806351308192</id><published>2009-04-22T09:21:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:47:17.634+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A dream comes true – Manhattan NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Uu8ufRjI/AAAAAAAAFwk/MLeXF1zqbDM/s1600-h/P4190135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Uu8ufRjI/AAAAAAAAFwk/MLeXF1zqbDM/s320/P4190135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327358943521883698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my childhood, I dream about living in New York. Waking up in statue liberty and enjoying the US life style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Wall Street, power of bull and US influence on World! Like all dreams comes true at once, My dream to visit New York come true last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Vineeth, Rashmi and Amit – all set to travel New York. W started from Stamford, CT around 9 AM and reached there at 10:05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6XKplNbOI/AAAAAAAAFw0/y0kmEyRK75E/s1600-h/P4180064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6XKplNbOI/AAAAAAAAFw0/y0kmEyRK75E/s320/P4180064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361618442284258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing Grand Central terminal – which is  at 42nd Street and Park Avenue in Midtown Manhattan in New York City. Grand Central will offer a total of 75 tracks and 48 platforms. The terminal covers an area of 48 acres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6XYQn2x4I/AAAAAAAAFw8/KVdA_Mq15zY/s1600-h/P4180066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6XYQn2x4I/AAAAAAAAFw8/KVdA_Mq15zY/s320/P4180066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327361852260665218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Xjyl23FI/AAAAAAAAFxE/3kwHs4dVQmI/s1600-h/P4180079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Xjyl23FI/AAAAAAAAFxE/3kwHs4dVQmI/s320/P4180079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362050357648466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it’s the Wall Street. It had written history in world economy.  It runs east from Broadway Street, through the historical Financial District. It is the first permanent home of the New York Stock Exchange; over time Wall Street became the name of the surrounding geographic neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6YEptP9gI/AAAAAAAAFxM/XvhqZ_NeUJU/s1600-h/P4190169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6YEptP9gI/AAAAAAAAFxM/XvhqZ_NeUJU/s320/P4190169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327362614908417538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sculpture depicts a bull, the symbol of aggressive financial optimism and prosperity, leaning back on its haunches and with its head lowered as if ready to charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6YmrwVttI/AAAAAAAAFxU/tRyBhEiP7e0/s1600-h/P4190141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6YmrwVttI/AAAAAAAAFxU/tRyBhEiP7e0/s320/P4190141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363199573800658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to most memorable statue of Liberty. Note, I am the only one taking Photograph on the back side of Liberty Statue. Why people are so ignorant, it’s an art and should look good from all angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6aH9C29HI/AAAAAAAAFxk/IrassANR0Bs/s1600-h/P4190147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6aH9C29HI/AAAAAAAAFxk/IrassANR0Bs/s320/P4190147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364870662190194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Times Square, Overall my trip to New York is memorable………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Zj0UjhrI/AAAAAAAAFxc/E18iu7-8gW0/s1600-h/P4190197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Zj0UjhrI/AAAAAAAAFxc/E18iu7-8gW0/s320/P4190197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327364249845204658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-9202649806351308192?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/9202649806351308192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=9202649806351308192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9202649806351308192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9202649806351308192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-comes-true-manhattan-ny.html' title='A dream comes true – Manhattan NY'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Uu8ufRjI/AAAAAAAAFwk/MLeXF1zqbDM/s72-c/P4190135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8228123892128427233</id><published>2009-04-22T08:33:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:43:53.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>444, BEFDFORD STREET, STAMFORD, CT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6JbzWGHfI/AAAAAAAAFW0/QWKWC7_5sac/s1600-h/DSC06040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6JbzWGHfI/AAAAAAAAFW0/QWKWC7_5sac/s320/DSC06040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327346519958232562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little struggle I got my 1st project. I came here two months before and I got a this one, some 15 days back. Things are getting settled. I find little time to update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of almighty is unquestionable, without blessing from all of them; I might not have got a project in this economic turmoil. Hope to survive here at least for next 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should thank my employer for their continuous support and the opportunity that I got. I could have never imagined staying in Hyatt regency, Old Greenwhich, if I stayed and worked in India. Such a posh life is a little surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;Remember – I am son of poor farmer from Southern most part of India. Anyways I am happy about it. I am much obliged to my employer and overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways coming out of that surprise, I lived my life at least for week (March 28, 2009 to April 02, 2009). I sit on an executive lounge Gazebo Bar &amp; Grille, ordering French Onion Soups, Basil Pastas and nice desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executive Breakfast in Winfield's Café – that include fried potato, hot coffee, apple pie and what not. Like waking up on the dream, I got a final day bill of 500 USD apart from whatever my employer paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my heart and Purse both had a big burnt hole then??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Jtulk8eI/AAAAAAAAFW8/jktXpLMsaWM/s1600-h/DSC06037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6Jtulk8eI/AAAAAAAAFW8/jktXpLMsaWM/s320/DSC06037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327346827918635490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I moved to a Bedford Towers apartment. Leading a fast but normal life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6KwNX39DI/AAAAAAAAFck/cB0t8Wub9x8/s1600-h/DSC06094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6KwNX39DI/AAAAAAAAFck/cB0t8Wub9x8/s320/DSC06094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327347970054026290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying with 3 other Indian guys, working in different firms. It’s a nice locality with big park and Church. It has an easy access to Stamford Station and close to my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6KBzFYnpI/AAAAAAAAFXE/FHWQT0ZcS_I/s1600-h/DSC06085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6KBzFYnpI/AAAAAAAAFXE/FHWQT0ZcS_I/s320/DSC06085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327347172723170962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6LFG_WAEI/AAAAAAAAFiA/1do2Y9kESrI/s1600-h/DSC06084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6LFG_WAEI/AAAAAAAAFiA/1do2Y9kESrI/s320/DSC06084.JPG" 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href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/444-befdford-street-stamford-ct.html' title='444, BEFDFORD STREET, STAMFORD, CT'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se6JbzWGHfI/AAAAAAAAFW0/QWKWC7_5sac/s72-c/DSC06040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7230237547973969489</id><published>2009-04-22T07:41:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:47:06.930+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Spring is the time for change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59KPd9LJI/AAAAAAAAFV8/-KKKskZoeOo/s1600-h/DSC06087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59KPd9LJI/AAAAAAAAFV8/-KKKskZoeOo/s320/DSC06087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333024130215058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come spring! &lt;br /&gt;The sweet little flowers&lt;br /&gt;Wake from a long winter&lt;br /&gt;They see this world with thousand eyes&lt;br /&gt;They know their life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59eV2-KgI/AAAAAAAAFWE/qvxmh-nMxP8/s1600-h/DSC06083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59eV2-KgI/AAAAAAAAFWE/qvxmh-nMxP8/s320/DSC06083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333369443133954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spread their love&lt;br /&gt;They smile at everyone&lt;br /&gt;They nod their head&lt;br /&gt;Approval comes with breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59uzY-syI/AAAAAAAAFWM/Y3cikvf2qVk/s1600-h/DSC06175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59uzY-syI/AAAAAAAAFWM/Y3cikvf2qVk/s320/DSC06175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333652248310562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are pink, they are pink&lt;br /&gt;They are red, they are yellow&lt;br /&gt;They are gray, they are black&lt;br /&gt;They are least bothered about their color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59-Dvad4I/AAAAAAAAFWU/xx3vLMIkMr0/s1600-h/DSC06092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59-Dvad4I/AAAAAAAAFWU/xx3vLMIkMr0/s320/DSC06092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327333914335410050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spring comes with a bang&lt;br /&gt;Snow melts and the way comes&lt;br /&gt;Green everywhere and I smile&lt;br /&gt;Spring is the time for change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7230237547973969489?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/Se59KPd9LJI/AAAAAAAAFV8/-KKKskZoeOo/s72-c/DSC06087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-5333532837694364607</id><published>2009-03-12T01:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:06:22.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>This is a quotation from John Ruskin (1819-1900) &lt;br /&gt;Looking for value?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's unwise to pay too much but it's unwise to pay too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you pay too much you lose a little money, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you pay too little, you sometimes lose everything, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the thing you bought was incapable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of doing the thing you bought it to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common law of business balance prohibits &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paying a little and getting a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you deal with the lowest bidder, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's well to add something for the risk you run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you do that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will have enough to pay for something better!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-5333532837694364607?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5333532837694364607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=5333532837694364607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Prema Chitti. Nice lady with tons and tons of confidence. She is my aunty. She fwd this story - amazing thoughts and .... read and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy's father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;He cannot cry out for help to anyone.  Once he survives the night, he is a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own. &lt;br /&gt;The boy is naturally terrified.  He can hear all kinds of noises.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Wild beasts must surely be all around him.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Maybe even some human might do him harm.  The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat there, never removing the blindfold.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;It would be the only way he could become a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a horrific night, the sun appeared and he removed his blindfold.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, too, are never alone.  Even when we don't know it, our Heavenly Father is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you can't see God, doesn't mean He is not there.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For we walk by faith, not by sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4380968819506217955?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4380968819506217955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4380968819506217955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4380968819506217955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4380968819506217955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/03/stroy-forwarded-by-mrs-prema-raman.html' title='A stroy forwarded by Mrs. Prema Raman'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3955404160229558170</id><published>2009-03-02T06:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:07:54.842+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hot Coffee and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SasqXAxn-iI/AAAAAAAAEfc/lLY6ZKb0-z4/s1600-h/A+man.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 79px; height: 82px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SasqXAxn-iI/AAAAAAAAEfc/lLY6ZKb0-z4/s320/A+man.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308383160619760162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows kept open widely&lt;br /&gt;Want refreshing air and noise&lt;br /&gt;Listening cars that travel&lt;br /&gt;Sipping hot coffee &lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the flavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started talking to you and &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you are listening&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care if you don’t listen&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe my soul&lt;br /&gt;Telepathy does favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? Questions&lt;br /&gt;The place where we met&lt;br /&gt;We share our first thoughts&lt;br /&gt;We admire each others company&lt;br /&gt;May became a beginning of new journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that it will cease to exist&lt;br /&gt;Words can’t explain it&lt;br /&gt; Secretly I watched you&lt;br /&gt;Although we don’t speak regularly&lt;br /&gt;Its divine happiness just to see you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regularly checking you being there&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you are okay&lt;br /&gt;I have a request for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t go away&lt;br /&gt;New ‘Romeo’ may come soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please be here as usual&lt;br /&gt;Windows kept open widely&lt;br /&gt;Want refreshing air and noise&lt;br /&gt;Touched the window Grill&lt;br /&gt;And it is very chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3955404160229558170?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3955404160229558170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3955404160229558170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3955404160229558170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3955404160229558170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-coffee-and-you.html' title='Hot Coffee and you'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SasqXAxn-iI/AAAAAAAAEfc/lLY6ZKb0-z4/s72-c/A+man.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-1599143285585618813</id><published>2009-02-26T10:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:34:29.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ash Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaYi0CPc0hI/AAAAAAAAEfU/yee98NX-iuI/s1600-h/Poonch+KI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaYi0CPc0hI/AAAAAAAAEfU/yee98NX-iuI/s320/Poonch+KI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306967488252924434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in a new place brings in lot of new experiences. This is one such experience I can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my employers office here in MI, I met a polish catholic christian women named Linda. She is the receptionist here and Beverly, she also has polish roots. They were talking on Tuesday about a fat eatable item called Pączki. (POONCH KI) is the right pronunciation. I was interested and asked her what is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day - today - Feb 25 is Ash Wednesday in catholic Christianity  tradition. Means ASH WEDNESDAY is the first day of LENT. Now Lent is a 40 day fasting before Easter. There are traditionally forty days in Lent which are marked by fasting, both from foods and festivities, and by other acts of penance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie coming back to Ash Wednesday. There is an enthusiastic lady who is the administrator here - named Sylvia. Oh my goodness, the day before Ash Wednesday she bought lot of Poonch Ki to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are delicious round sugar puffed doughnuts stuffed with Custard cream, Strawberry, Citrus, flavored, tasty and yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Tuesday before Ash Wednesday, Catholic people eat lot of fat items and fast in the noon for losing weight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the mouth watering taste of Paczki - POONCH KI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BTW,A mark is made by Church priest on worshipers with holy ash on Fore Head and its a blessing from Jesus Christ.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Remember the Holy ash given in all Hindu temples??) - Somewhere something is Unique in all religions. We are all Human beings united in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaYih4Cu11I/AAAAAAAAEfE/W1zoV5p8qTo/s1600-h/paczki-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaYih4Cu11I/AAAAAAAAEfE/W1zoV5p8qTo/s320/paczki-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306967176277579602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-1599143285585618813?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1599143285585618813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=1599143285585618813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1599143285585618813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1599143285585618813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/ash-wednesday.html' title='Ash Wednesday'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaYi0CPc0hI/AAAAAAAAEfU/yee98NX-iuI/s72-c/Poonch+KI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-508261870570928083</id><published>2009-02-23T11:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:12:50.032+05:30</updated><title type='text'>INDIA – Personifies a new confidence – Winning OSCAR Awards</title><content type='html'>I cannot express how happy I am, Right now this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.R. Rahman – you don’t need to prove anything else. God blessed you with so much talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I listened to ROJA songs – I know you are adorable, great and yet humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For “Slumdog Millionaire” film A.R. Rahman - won Best Original score, Best Original song and another person – an Indian - Resul Pookutty – Won Award in the category - Sound Mixing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.R. Rahman said in Tamil “ELLA PUKHAZHUM IRAIVANUKKEY” – “Praise to God for all glory”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the History of academy awards for the first time, TAMIL – my Mother tongue is being heard on stage. It makes me feel proud and feel confident. It takes India and Indians to a new high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All my life I've had a choice between hate and love and I chose love, and now I'm here," said Rahman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all these, in my humble opinion – the next century belongs to India. People with huge potential and urge to be a developed nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Dr. A.P.J. Abdul kalam’s dream of 2020 is not far from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“JAI HO … JAI HO….” It makes each and every Indian to be PROUD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-508261870570928083?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/508261870570928083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=508261870570928083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/508261870570928083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/508261870570928083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/india-personifies-new-confidence.html' title='INDIA – Personifies a new confidence – Winning OSCAR Awards'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-9201323938704264984</id><published>2009-02-23T10:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:41:36.179+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Downtown and Baskin-Robbins</title><content type='html'>This weekend Feb 21 / 22 2009 is most memorable. I have never seen so much of snow in my life. My god, the fluffy, flurries, showers like flowers from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;In minutes, the entire town wears a white dress, and black roads sneak-peak here and there. Lovely. I walked on a 8 inch snow, its salty, it’s a fine sand, oh yes definitely bone chilling. I love it, I enjoy it and I cant just stop wondering, how nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot sip of tea, a wide window, slightly opened, it brings in little flurries, chill wind and look beyond horizon, there an old lady running a Baskin-Robins Ice cream shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a perfect scene. I just cant express in words. I asked my room mate and friend who stays in same Hotel  for a walk to near by convenient store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Anil came. Anil, me , santhosh and Selva went to Downtown Detroit today to witness some high rise buildings and life in Downtown. Amazing scenes, 50 – 30 storied buildings and posh ski resorts all over.&lt;br /&gt;Nice life. MMM. Some fotos here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIu5c11f9I/AAAAAAAAEeU/KDT_qjyStwk/s1600-h/DSC05995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIu5c11f9I/AAAAAAAAEeU/KDT_qjyStwk/s320/DSC05995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305854875525283794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIubkL_pFI/AAAAAAAAEeM/x_f_yMqzJeE/s1600-h/P7270058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIubkL_pFI/AAAAAAAAEeM/x_f_yMqzJeE/s320/P7270058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305854362101195858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIt3N7-F9I/AAAAAAAAEeE/j5eQcBRyEPw/s1600-h/DSC05993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIt3N7-F9I/AAAAAAAAEeE/j5eQcBRyEPw/s320/DSC05993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305853737653114834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all these -&lt;br /&gt;I must write about about this old women in Baskin-Robbins Ice Cream shop.  She is a small, lean and slightly hunched women. At first glimpse I had a very great respect for her in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Read the first few lines – Its snow cold, hot sip of tea and snow flurries, cold wind” and “Old women running a Baskin-Robbins Ice cream shop”&lt;br /&gt;The shop has some old items, an old analog wall clock, very old television and aroma of Baskin-robbins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a scoop of black walnut less fat ice cream.  She looked at me and smiled. 7 and 47. Paid and sit down and wondering .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 8 inches snow and cold, she is very confident that she will do some business tonight.&lt;br /&gt;This is called - “Confidence”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIvYFqibsI/AAAAAAAAEec/NIRxGofTOjg/s1600-h/DSC05957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIvYFqibsI/AAAAAAAAEec/NIRxGofTOjg/s320/DSC05957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305855401879826114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-9201323938704264984?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/9201323938704264984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=9201323938704264984' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9201323938704264984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9201323938704264984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-downtown-and-baskin-robbins.html' title='Snow, Downtown and Baskin-Robbins'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SaIu5c11f9I/AAAAAAAAEeU/KDT_qjyStwk/s72-c/DSC05995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-5505464350675408714</id><published>2009-02-19T09:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:21:26.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Extra Virgin Olive Oil and Social networking sites</title><content type='html'>Two things (They are totally irrelevant). I admire two things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one is extra virgin Olive Oil –It’s too cold outside, excuse me take bath twice. That’s my strategy! Nothing is more relaxing than a hot bath. Right that too an oil bath, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love oil bath from my childhood.  My moms always insist on taking oil bath every week.  Oil slightly hot, the betel leaves, pepper and little cumin seeds. The aroma of this oil is always great. After applying oil all over, take a bath with finely grounded Mung bean or green gram.  Take bath in real hot water. You will definitely feel refreshing. After this take Garlic rasam and rice, sleep well. Wow, life is wonderful as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to Extra virgin olive oil, oh yes, in US you get pure extra virgin olive oil. Its aroma, my goodness, it makes me remember my Sattanathapuram days, same as the one explained above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its snow cold outside, nothing is far refreshing than taking Oil bath with Extra virgin Olive oil and Hot shower. Trust me, you don’t need any moisturizer for next one week. (Provided you applied oil wait for 10 mins and wash. It will otherwise, make you feel itchy ; - ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SZzdOnd-mpI/AAAAAAAAEd0/tAPOvtHQJkM/s1600-h/DSC05929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SZzdOnd-mpI/AAAAAAAAEd0/tAPOvtHQJkM/s320/DSC05929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304357704318229138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second one is Social networking Sites like ORKUT or FACEBOOK –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just cool. They help not only o keep in touch with your buddies, but a BIG MOTIVATING companion anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you feel slightly down, jut chatting with some of your best pals, wherever they are! Seek guidance, lot of funny communities. Just read posts in some of these communities you will laugh not loudly but rolling on the Floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its benefits are not limited that, what if pick up a strangers profile read their thoughts. Sometimes it’s great and words are much motivating. I absolutely enjoy this and loving virtual world WEB 2.0 anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SZzeAMlztTI/AAAAAAAAEd8/En7mGo-0lmI/s1600-h/ORKUT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SZzeAMlztTI/AAAAAAAAEd8/En7mGo-0lmI/s320/ORKUT.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304358556096771378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-5505464350675408714?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5505464350675408714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;You would have always admired my special tea&lt;br /&gt;If you were S and if I were a G&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2647649700110603456?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2647649700110603456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2647649700110603456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2647649700110603456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2647649700110603456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lived messy&lt;br /&gt;He who smelled like a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now he is agile&lt;br /&gt;Talks so gently&lt;br /&gt;Looks great and charming eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sweet words and manners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks confident&lt;br /&gt;Loves music and movies&lt;br /&gt;Works eagerly and smartly&lt;br /&gt;Love pets, flowers and food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a magic&lt;br /&gt;Magic called Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Does love means &lt;br /&gt;A shared thought &lt;br /&gt;Between men and women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He disagreed&lt;br /&gt;It’s discreet&lt;br /&gt;Love all human beings&lt;br /&gt;Love all creatures&lt;br /&gt;Love everything that you do&lt;br /&gt;Love everyday of your life&lt;br /&gt;Love god&lt;br /&gt;Love your parents and siblings&lt;br /&gt;Love your family and friends&lt;br /&gt;Love your universe and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THIS DAY and SPREAD THE MESSAGE OF “LOVE”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4732298534510242492?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4732298534510242492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4732298534510242492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4732298534510242492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4732298534510242492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/magic.html' title='MAGIC'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3106827654223010931</id><published>2009-02-11T23:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:05:36.987+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You need a ride??!! Are you Okay?</title><content type='html'>Humanity is not dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, I started walking from Homestead studio where I stay to my office ( my recruiter’s place, not my office really : - )) . It’s just a 7 minute walk; I have to cross two signals. I crossed one already and waiting in signal on the other.&lt;br /&gt;When I started from hotel, it was a little cloudy and was expecting rain. I thought even before it rains, I can reach the office.  The wind and yes, when I was waiting on second signal it started raining. Oh my goodness, Signal is green and a car on opposite road waiting to turn right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain started heavily and it’s a northwestern Hwy, so signal takes little longer to turn Red. Signal turned and I started cross walking, the old lady, driver on the car called me, and asked me something. In the mid of Highway, I was concentrating only on crossing the road, I did not heard it properly, I thought she is asking directions and I told her this way showing my left hand and car moved on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds, I realized - “Gentle man you need a ride? Do you need a ride? A ride? R u okay? Are you Okay? Are you all set?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was asking me this. She also in a hurry, Not necessarily she should worry about lonely man waiting to cross the signal on a Hwy and in rain, but Humanity is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, lady. You don’t know me, just looking in to me, rain and waiting to cross the road, you offered to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may get a chance to read this, it’s all right, and may god bless you. Thank you &lt;br /&gt;very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3106827654223010931?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3106827654223010931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3106827654223010931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3106827654223010931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3106827654223010931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-need-ride-are-you-okay.html' title='You need a ride??!! Are you Okay?'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-3482654086582089197</id><published>2009-02-09T06:13:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:43:21.930+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-AmD-WUnI/AAAAAAAAEaw/PE2pudKaaf8/s1600-h/DSC05919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-AmD-WUnI/AAAAAAAAEaw/PE2pudKaaf8/s320/DSC05919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300596677828563570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend (Sat, Feb 07 2009), I had no intention to write this blog, until I get a promising Job after I landed here in US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traveled on Feb 01 2009, Last week this time. I am not here for fun, I am not here for trip, I am not here on business, I am not here on any assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to find a Job, a promising Job that fits my profile, a job that is kind of permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel great sense of responsibility and people have invested on me expecting returns. Economy is gloomy, Jobless are mounting, People suffer everywhere and unemployment rates are higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all these, am here with a hope, confidence and trust. I have hope that I can find better rates for selling my profile, sooner. I have confidence that I can climb up in my career ladder, once I get a promising Job and I trust my employer Technosoft, that they will recognize my potential sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is office here in Souuthfield MI, too cold and too snowy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-B0GIbOUI/AAAAAAAAEa4/OFQJvItrA6U/s1600-h/DSC05916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-B0GIbOUI/AAAAAAAAEa4/OFQJvItrA6U/s320/DSC05916.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300598018437495106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having all these in mind, I felt like relaxing a bit, visiting some places, but its US. You can’t go out without a car. I asked my recruiter Anil to take me out somewhere or he voluntarily agreed for some outing. It happened to be an Indian temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other best way to kick off this Job hunt / new journey, without visiting your favorite god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a parasakthi temple &lt;br /&gt;Parashakthi (Eternal Mother) Temple&lt;br /&gt;551 W. Kennett, Pontiac, Michigan 48340&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his lotus feet of Lord Shri Venkateshwara,&lt;br /&gt;“We offer anything and everything we have, there is no beginning, there is no journey and there is no end without praising your glory. You know how thing starts and how it will end, we are just small creatures and moving in a direction as you drive. I know this is going to be a fabulous new beginning and please bless me and everyone who are part of this journey”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oum Namoh Narayanayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-C--e4MMI/AAAAAAAAEbA/vuUEX0D_qxo/s1600-h/edit4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-C--e4MMI/AAAAAAAAEbA/vuUEX0D_qxo/s320/edit4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300599304874373314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-3482654086582089197?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3482654086582089197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=3482654086582089197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3482654086582089197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/3482654086582089197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank you God'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SY-AmD-WUnI/AAAAAAAAEaw/PE2pudKaaf8/s72-c/DSC05919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7979484984270322122</id><published>2009-02-04T08:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:28:37.935+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Secret</title><content type='html'>The moment I landed here&lt;br /&gt;There was a little breeze&lt;br /&gt;Its was too cold&lt;br /&gt;But a message in wind&lt;br /&gt;that made me hot&lt;br /&gt;its a secret I cant share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a snow&lt;br /&gt;its freezing&lt;br /&gt;Negative temperature&lt;br /&gt;that I never experienced&lt;br /&gt;But a message in wind&lt;br /&gt;that made me hot&lt;br /&gt;its a secret I cant share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying anything&lt;br /&gt;Neither trying to renew&lt;br /&gt;Nor trying to seek sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Not our relationship&lt;br /&gt;and only friendship&lt;br /&gt;But a message in wind&lt;br /&gt;that made me hot&lt;br /&gt;its a secret I cant share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "send" was mistakenly clicked&lt;br /&gt;mail wants to maintain secret!&lt;br /&gt;The message in wind&lt;br /&gt;Secretly kissed my ears&lt;br /&gt;and it said&lt;br /&gt;I am carrying the air&lt;br /&gt;that he breathed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7979484984270322122?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7979484984270322122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7979484984270322122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7979484984270322122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7979484984270322122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/secret.html' title='Secret'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-1679676955144945290</id><published>2009-01-20T00:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:01:13.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HUMAN VALUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Human Values&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no better way to start this New Year. I was waiting for big things to happen before I web log something this year. It happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“YES WE CAN”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the most promising moment, in the history of United States of America, a leader President Barack Obama, who has world vision. What is more important than Human values?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his own words during his inaugural speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends -- hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism -- these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility -- a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation and the world; duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how important human values are? Do you have ethics? do you follow certain values? If not you can better learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have certain values, Number one - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; - I can't live without integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only for America and Americans – this is universal phenomenon. A human being must define and live with values,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me most important are – not in a specific order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humanity -It’s a Quality of being lovable. Humane.&lt;br /&gt;2. Honesty - True to others&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal integrity or true to oneself or call it self realization.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hard work&lt;br /&gt;5. Philanthropy&lt;br /&gt;6. Love for all blessed creatures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this New Year 2009 let us all promise to define our own values and stand by those values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never compensate any of those defined values and live happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all. Let this be a New Year wish and a promise for life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009 &lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST!!! &lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK!!! &lt;br /&gt;BEST WISHES!! &lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BLESS YOU WITH HAPPINESS ALWAYS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-1679676955144945290?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1679676955144945290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=1679676955144945290' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1679676955144945290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/1679676955144945290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2009/01/human-values.html' title='HUMAN VALUES'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6785266829052229960</id><published>2008-12-31T12:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:04:51.982+05:30</updated><title type='text'>8002 kcabhsalF</title><content type='html'>Flashback 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very bad year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live as usual. My father looks a little tired these days. He need to control his diabetes and also his unwanted work load. Bhooma amma had a world tour :) and Meenakshi amma lives her spiritual life and cooking as usual. They are happy but for the fact that I will miss them and they too, when I travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister and her hubby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved to a new place. She lives happily. Need to learn lessons on "How to tolerate workaholic spouse?" Both of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed Job Twice and got Visa to US. I realize what I need in life, what I want to be. Feel matured in thoughts and learning everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream to start an IT services firm and be an entrepreneur. It may take a little while before I realize this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I cut down say 70-80% on drama and learned to live more practically. I swear. I also learned to be humble and try to understand problems from  others perspective. I need to reduce my frustration on silly things and smile away the worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamil Nadu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly politicians, immature, pocket fillers, self centric, Powerless, not even basic needs are met. giving rice, TV, saree, Money, gas stove, free gifts - will it eradicate poverty? Do you politicians have any plan to offer, any investments? Have you created Jobs? Have you given uninterrupted power supply? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make people lazy. giving 2000/- bugs for flood relief?? that goes mostly to well settled and employed. does it goes to poor and needy? Yuck. why do you give relief? prepare a plan and start working on Channels? is it very difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take 235 (or the number of Legislative assembly seats in TN) Obamas to clean TN politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except tortures from Pakistan grown militants and terror attacks in Mumbai, bomb blast in various other cities, its a good year politically. Congress led UPA government is not soooo bad, Okay. Except a few highly corrupt profiles. People will choose BJP again, there are signs. India is insulated well from Global economic meltdown, wonderful, the banks are very well controlled by centralized system and there are no poisoned home loans, no improper lending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course foreigners withdrew a lot of money from Share market. That's ok. India still survives :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putin, Medvedev WOW!. But one personality, young and charming politician, changed the way the politics should be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United States of America is always lucky. There politicians like Regan, Clinton and now Obama appears. Why not in India?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change that we believe in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past is Past,&lt;br /&gt;Future is unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Present is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Learn to live today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like birds leave your worries,&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Fly high,&lt;br /&gt;Live your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like animals eat what you get,&lt;br /&gt;Learn to enjoy life,&lt;br /&gt;Do not save too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past is Past,&lt;br /&gt;Future is unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Present is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Learn to live today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6785266829052229960?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6785266829052229960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6785266829052229960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6785266829052229960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6785266829052229960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/12/8002-kcabhsalf.html' title='8002 kcabhsalF'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7424967458264416133</id><published>2008-12-23T22:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:03:26.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>Make a promise this moment,&lt;br /&gt;Need jewels, diamonds, pearls,&lt;br /&gt;To get emerald, ruby, sapphire and gold,&lt;br /&gt;Seek affluence of wealth and to be greedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles are countless diamonds,&lt;br /&gt;Pearls are those happy moments,&lt;br /&gt;Made others to laugh, count in those gold coins,&lt;br /&gt;Emeralds are the plants that nourished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping hands are Hessonites,&lt;br /&gt;Corals are tears those hands wiped,&lt;br /&gt;Educating others are true sapphires,&lt;br /&gt;Rubies are alimented hapless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year and brand new sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;Hope never fades away,&lt;br /&gt;Faith ne'er evanescence,&lt;br /&gt;When you wear those jewels, greediness for good! : - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Very Merry Christmas and&lt;br /&gt;Wish You and Your Family a Very Happy and Prosperous&lt;br /&gt;                   New Year 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7424967458264416133?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7424967458264416133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7424967458264416133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7424967458264416133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7424967458264416133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2009'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6576078646245256532</id><published>2008-12-13T01:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:42:50.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kaarthigai Deepam</title><content type='html'>Kaarthigai Star in Tamil month of Kaarthigai and the next day Rohini star are meant for celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is festival of lights. On first day we call it Bharani Deepam (lights) where in the lord of lights, Shri.Arunachaleshwara temple celebrates it. They light the “big lamp” on top of mountain hills (THIRUVANNAMALAI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day will be sarvalaya deepam (all temples and houses festival) where in we celebrate it by lighting the house with small lamps and decorating your house exteriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year my sister Harini was in India. We celebrated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULBuIOedXI/AAAAAAAAEPE/lkrOjDIN4WU/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULBuIOedXI/AAAAAAAAEPE/lkrOjDIN4WU/s320/PICT0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994711457985906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year Sattanathapuram Mrs.Bhooma Srinivasan (In short bhooma amma) initiates the function by lighting Big lamp in our house and she brings it to house entrance with utmost care (not to turn it off) and singing s and praising lord. She wears typical 9 – yards sari and does the rituals. Meenakshi amma will prepare tasty (Nel pori urundai and aval pori urundai) Puffed rice and jiggery balls. After offering it to God and Goddesses, I eat them : - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULCZvCZWtI/AAAAAAAAEPM/dYYpTo77uB4/s1600-h/PICT0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULCZvCZWtI/AAAAAAAAEPM/dYYpTo77uB4/s320/PICT0100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278995460610677458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is awesome, mixing Puffed dried rice with hot jaggery and coconut pieces. It looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULDZLiHiaI/AAAAAAAAEPU/6-K0QP3_ZYo/s1600-h/DEC+12+2008+Kaarthigai+Deepam+1+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULDZLiHiaI/AAAAAAAAEPU/6-K0QP3_ZYo/s320/DEC+12+2008+Kaarthigai+Deepam+1+(10).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278996550591678882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I celebrate here in Chennai, not elaborately but with same happiness in memory of Sattanathapuram large scale celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULEPYyCW2I/AAAAAAAAEPc/BOs632fPpw8/s1600-h/DEC+12+2008+Kaarthigai+Deepam+1+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULEPYyCW2I/AAAAAAAAEPc/BOs632fPpw8/s320/DEC+12+2008+Kaarthigai+Deepam+1+(6).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278997481861045090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/sivasubbarayan/DEC122008KAARTHIGAIDEEPAM#"&gt; SEE FULL SET OF FOTOS HERE&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6576078646245256532?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6576078646245256532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6576078646245256532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6576078646245256532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6576078646245256532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/12/kaarthigai-deepam.html' title='Kaarthigai Deepam'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SULBuIOedXI/AAAAAAAAEPE/lkrOjDIN4WU/s72-c/PICT0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-1260475136436336928</id><published>2008-12-13T00:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:59:51.462+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy Sattanathapuram Srinivasa Iyer turned 70!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SUK7G6qO7MI/AAAAAAAAELY/lSb2Z19N218/s1600-h/DEC+6+2008+APPA+70+1+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SUK7G6qO7MI/AAAAAAAAELY/lSb2Z19N218/s320/DEC+6+2008+APPA+70+1+(9).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278987440731647170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 6th December 2008 (Tamil month Kaarthigai - Pooratathi Nakshatram) my father Sattanathapuram Shri.Srinivasa Iyer turned 70!&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a usual day when someone turned 60 or 70. It’s definitely a special day. They have experienced it! My god, they have enough experience to guide others. They know situations, they experienced it.&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder in a corporate world some of the guys gets utmost importance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of the skills that they learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they competent enough?&lt;br /&gt;Do they improve their knowledge on technical aspects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the answer is EXPERIENCE. They know the world around them, they know how to handle people, they have seen variety of situations, and they should be respected for their experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are aging, slowly decade by decade; after 6 decades they know this world, after 7 decades, trust me they can talk about anything.&lt;br /&gt;You take it crap or word from an elderly wise man, it’s up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing my father for Past 2 and ¾ of a decade, My respect for Srinivasan Iyer jumps a thousand times, not just because he is my father, but for his age and experience. He is truly generous, he likes giving.  He is a real hero, I remember when he turned 60 a decade ago, and he did not want to celebrate it elaborately.  The reason might be, he don’t want to tie a 60th knot to his wives, economic condition or his unwillingness to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No – Let me tell you the truth, I know only in my heart. The very reason is his love for me. I never disclosed it to anyone, but the fact is –&lt;br /&gt;It was fall 1998. I was supposed to join a professional college to purse my degree. I got better marks (not really the best) he tried in so many ways, but it all failed. I spent one full year at home that definitely depressed him. For the very reason he did not want to celebrate his 60th birth day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU my daddy. I pray almighty to give you all the strength, courage and health to lead people around you, advise them, help them and be a part of their life. In South India it is very uncommon to show the care and affection to father or mother even in private meetings (No Hugs, No I love you, No Miss u) it’s just the culture here. A few drop of Tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is no known lock to love, when they meet&lt;br /&gt;Just a drop of tears will signify it” – Thirukkural by Thiruvalluvar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eternal happiness I traveled to Sattanathapuram to celebrate his 70th Birth day a simple friends and relatives gathering), all 4 of his brothers visited. Went to temples around Sattanathapuram and am so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in my previous post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He has got very little to offer, but he offers everything that he has”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SUK5y1sgmxI/AAAAAAAAEKc/FCn_r7dGpR8/s1600-h/APPA+70th+Dec+6+2008+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SUK5y1sgmxI/AAAAAAAAEKc/FCn_r7dGpR8/s320/APPA+70th+Dec+6+2008+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278985996290005778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href = "http://picasaweb.google.co.in/sivasubbarayan/APPA70thBirthday#"&gt; YOU CAN SEE FULL SET HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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70!'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SUK7G6qO7MI/AAAAAAAAELY/lSb2Z19N218/s72-c/DEC+6+2008+APPA+70+1+(9).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7753824651544727175</id><published>2008-12-11T00:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:48:10.014+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never tell me that you don’t love me</title><content type='html'>I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;He stays insecure about &lt;br /&gt;What he feels and what he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;Every time you call me, I know what you need&lt;br /&gt;And that will change when you find a true love as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;He stays insecure about &lt;br /&gt;What he feels and what he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some inconvenience&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to compromise&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to relocate&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stay away&lt;br /&gt;And so all the mistake is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;He stays insecure about &lt;br /&gt;What he feels and what he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I know you love him&lt;br /&gt;You wish not to make it futile&lt;br /&gt;You are ready for a Change&lt;br /&gt;You decided to move&lt;br /&gt;And so things will fall in place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;He stays insecure about &lt;br /&gt;What he feels and what he wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you call me I know what do you need and&lt;br /&gt;Never tell me even in dreams that you don’t love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a boy named Senzz&lt;br /&gt;Senzz doesn’t loved me back&lt;br /&gt;He stays insecure about &lt;br /&gt;What he feels and what he wants...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7753824651544727175?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7753824651544727175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7753824651544727175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Not to have too dramatic words but they come from heart&lt;br /&gt;Smile is not attractive but welcoming&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need finest clothing but honesty and integrity&lt;br /&gt;Hands are not clean and pampered but they work hard&lt;br /&gt;Lips are not scented but they speak the truth&lt;br /&gt;Not very emotional but strong enough to comfort others&lt;br /&gt;Not to make too many promises but live on words already spoken&lt;br /&gt;Not interested in wealth but humanity&lt;br /&gt;Never seeks a big family but philanthropy&lt;br /&gt;Not to hurry up things but to think&lt;br /&gt;To stop being too selfish and to work for social welfare&lt;br /&gt;To realize dreams and to work towards it&lt;br /&gt;To realize self potential and stop blaming others for fault&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to offer but want to give whatever I have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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be'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-294470482358701049</id><published>2008-12-09T23:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:24:31.664+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Les Chansons d'amour</title><content type='html'>The door opens and you don’t smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked your favorite dish,&lt;br /&gt;I arranged lovely fruits,&lt;br /&gt;Lightened the candle,&lt;br /&gt;Ready for a perfect dinner with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wine in cubes started to float,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times looked mobile,&lt;br /&gt;Millions of thoughts while waiting,&lt;br /&gt;The hot soup is already cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counted on every neighbor’s horn,&lt;br /&gt;Played your favorite music again and again,&lt;br /&gt;Every doorstep makes me to feel you&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost hope that you will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candle finished burning,&lt;br /&gt;City started to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Other than street lights and dark cats&lt;br /&gt;The door opens and you don’t smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-294470482358701049?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/294470482358701049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=294470482358701049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/294470482358701049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/294470482358701049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/12/les-chansons-damour.html' title='Les Chansons d&apos;amour'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-9038717584020942622</id><published>2008-11-03T17:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:09:58.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Analysis of "The Road Not  Taken"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SQ7ilc8OqEI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OOvZkX0XkkM/s1600-h/Robert+Lee+Frost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SQ7ilc8OqEI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OOvZkX0XkkM/s320/Robert+Lee+Frost.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264394147494537282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I red this poem - What a concept, unspoken words and Meaning. Its true Robert Frost is a GENIUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;br /&gt;By Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to view this poem from my point. I mean although everyone interprets it differently I would like to see it this way - Enjoy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Stanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the season is Fall, he calls it Yellow, because leaves are already turning colors and wearing yellow color. The leaves cover both the roads. One need to compare it with real life situations where you may end up in tough decision making times. Everyone need to travel in life and there are situations where you need to decide on which way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cannot travel on both, one cannot live two different life! There is no harm in taking a while (taking some time) to decide on which road to travel, but cannot decide to take both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bent down to look as far as you could - here Frost is trying to compare looking in to options with careful judgment. Life will give you choices, problem is with choice and making right decision. Put your experience, thoughts and get advise from seniors. Look out as far as could and then decide. Try to understand the difficulties, traffic, hairpin turns, curves and bumps in that road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Stanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision is made and looking at the grasses, the leaves, they are less crushed and wanted a wear, wants someone to travel on them. while started traveling - Frost realizes may be they both are same. Meaning - on the course of life,  while having a little difficulties one may think, may be it is same as other road (other choice perhaps).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Stanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comparison continues and he looks in to the leaves and Grass. May be both are worn out in the same way and thinks that he kept the other road for some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means, while living your life with a choice, you may feel there is no difference between them. You tend to feel more similarity and may decide to live the other choice later. How naive??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a decision is made, once you have chosen you path, you cannot think about traveling on other road some other day. That is the reason why, the decision making is insisted in First stanza. The choice must be made very carefully. The choice will not appear again, time is precious and also you should think only of best possible ways to live this choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stakes are high and no time to return and choose other. Because one choice leads to other and life is full of decision making and keep moving in the better way as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Stanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather confusing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at last three lines, He took the one less traveled by and that made the difference. Yes People who make their choice carefully and decides to travel on the "Road less traveled by" makes the difference. The right choice made at right time in life will take you to grater heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop! That's not the conclusion, look at First tow lines of Fourth Stanza -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;  Some where Ages and Ages hence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Meaning - he had not yet experienced the difference. Some where in future he will tell with a relief - The right choice made at right time makes the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stanza helps to put a positive note - at least the Choice was made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow - He is really a genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-9038717584020942622?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/9038717584020942622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=9038717584020942622' title='147 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9038717584020942622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/9038717584020942622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/11/analysis-of-road-not-yet-taken.html' title='Analysis of &quot;The Road Not  Taken&quot;'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SQ7ilc8OqEI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OOvZkX0XkkM/s72-c/Robert+Lee+Frost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>147</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4572957967349447648</id><published>2008-11-03T16:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:23:25.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Cho Ramaswamy</title><content type='html'>I admire him a lot. A diversified personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like most of his novels, they are too conservative and it doesn't fit for people born after 80's and 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but good a good political critic. He is determined, clear on his words, tries to convey what is best for society. Recently in an interview he said "corruption becomes part of life in India". Very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and got a great sense of humor. The interviewer wishes to give him a present and she asked - whom he would like to send a present. Instantly he replied - to my grand daughter. He indirectly criticizes the Tamil Nadu CM Mr.Karunanidhi. He went on saying, she is writing poems, very active and brilliant girl. Also said "I want to give present to someone with in my family following what other elders are doing here".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier he said, Mr.Karunanidhi is known for his hard work and from a background of no political support, he learned to prove himself as leader of biggest political party in Tamil Nadu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4572957967349447648?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4572957967349447648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4572957967349447648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4572957967349447648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4572957967349447648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-cho-ramaswamy.html' title='Mr. Cho Ramaswamy'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-572605547099823606</id><published>2008-11-03T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:17:01.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>There is no Short-cut to Success</title><content type='html'>Is there any short-cut to success? I absolutely feel NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people follow shortcuts to claim success. I hate it. One of my colleague is writing an online self-paced training examination. He directly opts to answer questions, without reading the content. He appears once, twice and third time Ha!! the same questions and he claims 100% score. What a shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day people shamelessly asking for pre-answered questions so called dumps to clear exams? At least understand the concepts, prepare well for exams and then read through Dumps to clear the certifications - they do it so casually! It became way of life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In India, I feel everyone is having too much of Attitude (may be including me??). There is absolutely no teamwork and even when it comes to working in teams, they listen to single leader and that leader thinks, he knows everything?! It is good to follow the leader. What if leader himself lacks Integrity, Self-discipline and lack of enthusiasm. The team will follow the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, coming back to defining success -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Individuals or team members who feel great and happy for a task which is accomplished by practicing Hard work, Integrity, Honesty and Commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it takes time, but gives you a divine satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-572605547099823606?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/572605547099823606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=572605547099823606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/572605547099823606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/572605547099823606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-no-short-cut-to-success.html' title='There is no Short-cut to Success'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-5177777734249796517</id><published>2008-10-16T01:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:05:05.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>That was dark and rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy – rain makes me sad,&lt;br /&gt;North east monsoon winds,&lt;br /&gt;They bring rain in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing near grill gate,&lt;br /&gt;There is a lock – even in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Lightning and Thunder storms,&lt;br /&gt;Rain drops dances in reluctance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me the sudden season changes&lt;br /&gt;The Ups and downs in life is a journey,&lt;br /&gt;The past, the present and the future,&lt;br /&gt;No regrets it’s just a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be muddy, it may be smooth,&lt;br /&gt;It may be a pike or a spike.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom to choose the road,&lt;br /&gt;After choosing one there is no turning back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice was made and the roads of no return,&lt;br /&gt;Success or failure makes no difference,&lt;br /&gt;Learning to live happily,&lt;br /&gt;Brush aside worries and staying positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never disappears and fades away,&lt;br /&gt;The hope the desire and the confidence,&lt;br /&gt;Like the North East monsoon winds,&lt;br /&gt;It comes every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing near grill gate,&lt;br /&gt;There is a lock – which opened already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this poem after inspired by reading a snippet from Mr. Robert Lee Frost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-5177777734249796517?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5177777734249796517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=5177777734249796517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/5177777734249796517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/5177777734249796517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8575284515957450046</id><published>2008-10-16T00:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:46:32.534+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Positive Attitude</title><content type='html'>Positive attitude and Optimism plays an important role in life. Although it’s an individual ability and circumstances which make one to feel positive about things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it comes by practice, it comes by encouraging people around and it comes by taking things more optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say for example, if you invested a lot in stock market and these days of tumbling world market, people are worried. You might have lost a million or great fortunes or even a minor loss. In a situation like this, one needs to keep their hopes up. There is a loss, yes a loss but, how to take it positively –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Think that, I invested in a risky market a few years back and was making nothing but profit until last week, but now I lost it, it’s only temporary Have an attitude, I made money easily and I know it will be wiped out as it came and wait for good days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Or Well, I invested in this a few years back; I made a fortune, now am standing empty handed and get away from stock to look for alternative investment opportunities where in you don’t believe in luck, but hard work.Take it this way - I am what I was a few years back and have the same potential and energy to invest my time, money and smart work on other known fields of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just example. You can relate it with any of the happenings in your life and can stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember staying optimistic, improves your confidence, lessen the stress and worries and makes you keep moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also people who stay positive, stay optimistic are more successful and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTITUDE determines your ALTITUDE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8575284515957450046?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8575284515957450046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8575284515957450046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8575284515957450046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8575284515957450046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-positive.html' title='Positive Attitude'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8153501665291440452</id><published>2008-10-12T22:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:00:12.971+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the  Center of the Earth - Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/7a/Center_of_the_earth_3d.jpg/200px-Center_of_the_earth_3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/7a/Center_of_the_earth_3d.jpg/200px-Center_of_the_earth_3d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 3D Movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A professor, his elder brother (Max) disappeared din a adventurous journey. Max's son (Professor's Nephew)visiting him on a vacation and while going thro' this book (Journey to the  Center of the Earth) he finds some reality in his brother's calculations. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel begins, to top of an (in)active volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the plots, the 3d YO-YO scene, the initial adventure in thunder storms, the fall in to deep volcano, the mines, diamonds, roller coaster ride on a broken mine trucks, (WOW!) the flimsy rock, sea snakes, wild fish, sweet little bird, the dinosaur, and finally the steam pushing them out of 10s of thousand miles volcano through a water stream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely enjoyable. Worth watching Kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8153501665291440452?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8153501665291440452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8153501665291440452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8153501665291440452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8153501665291440452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/10/journey-to-center-of-earth-movie.html' title='Journey to the  Center of the Earth - Movie'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8676770146805860708</id><published>2008-09-30T18:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:27:22.815+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Navarathiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIhw_XpgiI/AAAAAAAADi8/zB8KSP2T-iI/s1600-h/DSC05801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIhw_XpgiI/AAAAAAAADi8/zB8KSP2T-iI/s320/DSC05801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251797240995480098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nav – Nine Rathri – Nights. NBavratri in Sanskrit means Nine holy nights and ten days worship the nine form of Goddess “Sakthi”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first three nights for “Durga” – to destroy evil from society&lt;br /&gt;Second three nights for “Lakshmi” – to bring wealth to society and&lt;br /&gt;Last three nights for “Saraswathi” – to make people wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh day –  Saraswathi Goddess for education is worshipped and on 9th day every one worships their work / tools. Meaning “Work is worship” “Ayudha pooja” or “Pray the tools / Job that feeds you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vijaya dasami on 10th day is auspicious to begin new things, new jobs and to make kids start their schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too started celebrating navarathri from Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIgD2hkOOI/AAAAAAAADdc/ExnLql6hRa4/s1600-h/DSC05787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIgD2hkOOI/AAAAAAAADdc/ExnLql6hRa4/s320/DSC05787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251795366015416546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arranged some sort of Golu (keeping Idols of God, Goddess and people on stair case like arrangement) and preparing “Kadalai paruppu” sundal now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIg_odIvVI/AAAAAAAADgo/TUcUYL6-YI0/s1600-h/DSC05798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIg_odIvVI/AAAAAAAADgo/TUcUYL6-YI0/s320/DSC05798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251796393030892882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see my Golu &lt;a href = http://picasaweb.google.com/sivasubbarayan/NAVARATHRISEP302008&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;HERE&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8676770146805860708?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8676770146805860708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8676770146805860708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8676770146805860708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8676770146805860708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/09/navarathiri.html' title='Navarathiri'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIhw_XpgiI/AAAAAAAADi8/zB8KSP2T-iI/s72-c/DSC05801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8679638322883016250</id><published>2008-09-30T18:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:14:26.715+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Parthasaarathy Perumal Kovil – Triplicane</title><content type='html'>I envy people live near Triplicane temple. They always enjoy the beauty, the divinity and the energy of Lord.Shri.Parthasaarathy perumal. This weekend I went to Sharkankar mama’s house in Mandaveli. He is a CBCID officer and helped me to get patta for Harini’s vacant site in Tambaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triplicane is nearby. I decided to meet House owner to pay rent and to visit Parthasaarathy perumal kovil. Vow! Some urchavam time and Perumal and Thayaar Thiruveedhiula. Then I entered main temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand eyes to see your glory, a thousand words to praise your Aureole!&lt;br /&gt;He just wears holy Shell and no wheel. He is the one who raids the chariot of Arjuna in Mahabharatha, he is the one who bears all the arrows in battle field. His holy wheel or “Chakkra” had not yet returned from battle field.  Lord himself in war ceremonial uniform, wearing a sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIfCpsK4BI/AAAAAAAADc4/utzJOgF9FRE/s1600-h/parthasarathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIfCpsK4BI/AAAAAAAADc4/utzJOgF9FRE/s320/parthasarathy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251794245878734866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy; feeling blessed and went to buy some Idols for Navarathiri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8679638322883016250?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8679638322883016250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8679638322883016250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8679638322883016250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8679638322883016250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/09/parthasaarathy-perumal-kovil-triplicane.html' title='Parthasaarathy Perumal Kovil – Triplicane'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SOIfCpsK4BI/AAAAAAAADc4/utzJOgF9FRE/s72-c/parthasarathy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7016194167164438197</id><published>2008-09-24T20:21:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:01:38.257+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chapter – 6 Yoga – Abhyasam or Do your duty without any expectations</title><content type='html'>sri-bhagavan uvaca&lt;br /&gt;anasritah karma-phalam&lt;br /&gt;karyam karma karoti yah&lt;br /&gt;sa sannyasi ca yogi ca&lt;br /&gt;na niragnir na cakriyah&lt;br /&gt;-Lord Shri Krishna Bhagavad Gita Chapter 6.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning:&lt;br /&gt;God says – Who is true Sanyasi? One who does his karma without expecting fruitful results, and does his duty perfectly, immaterial of its benefits. He is better than the one who never lights up (Daily karmas) and sits Idle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Power Says –&lt;br /&gt;One who learned to perform his duty without any expectations, one who does duty with utmost sincerity, and one is keen on job but not on the results or gains is a true saint. He says “Karmayogi or the one who performs his daily activities - take care of his own family and sincere in whatever duty assigned for him. He never worries about the end results, he is not attracted to small gains, and he is not expecting a benefit, He who is involved only in perfection, is far better than Saints who do not perform any routine”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna Argues Karmayogis are better and further one who does his duty without any expectations’ is far better. Karmayogi Who is not bounded by deeds, not moved by passions and he sets results aside.&lt;br /&gt;____________   &lt;br /&gt;Two Weeks before Me, Jayanthi Mamai  (Raghu mama’s wife),  Gayu and Mami’s elder sister Sethu Perima, went to Tirupathi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Divya dharshan – Paadathi Kesam (From His highness head to Toe), a very memorable experience. We climbed all the 7 hills and 3500 + steps. Even a little boy of Age 6 was climbing; I admired his passion and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We climbed for about 7 hours relaxedly and All four never felt tired and enjoyed the stay in Tirupathi and also went to Kalahasthi , Padvavathay temple in Thiruchanoor.&lt;br /&gt;At Srikalahasthi we had a pleasant experience; the guide explained every aspect very well the story of Shri.Kannappa Nayanar and also the meaning of Srikalahasthi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri – means the Spider; Kala – Means the Snake and Hasthi – The elephant, all 3 were Yaktsha kumaras and they had their curse cured at this station so called Srikalahasthi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find Full set of Photographs in this link &lt;a href= http://picasaweb.google.com/sivasubbarayan/Sep121314TIRUPATHI&gt; Tirupathi Photos &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent dharshan of Shri. Gnanaprasannambhigai, Shri.Dakshinamorrthy and also at Shri Padmavathy temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, my frined asked me – Why we need to strain all the way in crowd to see Lord Shri Venkateswara? Did He ask for it? Why do you wait in queues to get food or other prasadams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to understand one important thing – as Lord Shri Krishna says – karma is participle of him, everything is him and we do not need to go all the way to tirupathi, struggle in crowd and witness him. He never asks for it but,&lt;br /&gt;After knowing everything is given by him, Happiness, sorrow, Jealous, glory, pride, this life, this Jeevathma or the mystic life, why not this body and this soul can strain a little? It’s a small gratitude in return and a thanking him for whatever he had given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do we get food served in temples. After straining in crowd, it’s a bit relaxation under tree and to eat that little food with pace of mind. It’s not that we are beggars and waiting to get the small quantity served, but it’s a kind of relaxation, breath for a while after watching his glory in a crowded small place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, human perception differs. I see it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://avatars.yahoo.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/ewimages?enc=UI3qDSxFScEL5tTkO.ouCkSEjvCKLxFD&amp;size=large&amp;type=png" width="250" height="400" border="0" alt="Yahoo! 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This year it’s on Sep 3 2008.&lt;br /&gt;This year I was in Sattanathapuram to celebrate it. I enjoyed it very much, as such the “mandapam” or the stage will be set for placing clay idol of Lord.Shri.venkateswara and as usual people in Sattanathapuram celebrate every function elaborately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgEVgBslqI/AAAAAAAADSM/1DY8h5vrTdA/s1600-h/09032008041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgEVgBslqI/AAAAAAAADSM/1DY8h5vrTdA/s320/09032008041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244446533493757602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year too everything is set, but due to ramar kovil function My father could not perform pooja so I did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgEoZhvhZI/AAAAAAAADSU/UHj8ybnSSXU/s1600-h/09032008054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgEoZhvhZI/AAAAAAAADSU/UHj8ybnSSXU/s320/09032008054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244446858166633874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meenakshi Amma prepared nice “Vella kozhukattai”, “Uppu Kozhukattai” and Aappam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vella Kozhukattai  - Crust prepared with Dessicated dry coconut and jiggery. Outer thin layer prepared with paste made from wet powdered rice, prepare small containers from wet rice powder, stuff the mixture of Cocnut and jiggery “poornam” prepared earlier and bake them in high flame for about 5 to 10 minutes. Sam way for “Uppu kozhakattai” but inner recipe is salt and spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appam is a mixture of Rice powder with jaggery, cardamom seeds and other flavors, and deep fried in a specqail “Appa kaarai”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I enjoyed everything and my Pillayar Chathruthi this year is memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgFQVlkoxI/AAAAAAAADSc/q8woJS9gK5M/s1600-h/DSC05760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgFQVlkoxI/AAAAAAAADSc/q8woJS9gK5M/s320/DSC05760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447544303723282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AMMA and APPA after Ramar Kovil Kumbhabhishekam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-5794053426989640308?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5794053426989640308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=5794053426989640308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/5794053426989640308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/5794053426989640308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/09/pillayar-chathurthi.html' title='Pillayar Chathurthi'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMgEVgBslqI/AAAAAAAADSM/1DY8h5vrTdA/s72-c/09032008041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8965668130968375212</id><published>2008-09-04T22:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:30:10.291+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Travel to Sattanathapuram and Ramar Kovil kumbhabhishekam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8jk2lkiI/AAAAAAAADRk/fh433IlISco/s1600-h/DSC05577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8jk2lkiI/AAAAAAAADRk/fh433IlISco/s320/DSC05577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437979214484002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Mrs.Brindha ramanathan, Mr.Ramanathan and family. They have 3 sons and 2 daughters. They lived in Sattanathapuram village some 25 to 30 years back. Last year when my father Shri.Srinivasa Iyer performed kumbhabhishekam for newly built sattanathapuram prathiyanghara devi, they generously donated and participated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8jfZk2bI/AAAAAAAADRc/OZN3-G8LEnQ/s1600-h/DSC05572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8jfZk2bI/AAAAAAAADRc/OZN3-G8LEnQ/s320/DSC05572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437977750624690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, Mrs.Brindha ramanathan was eager to build a “Rama Bhajanai Smamajam” in Sattanathapuram village. I had a chance to spend time with their family very closely. Unforgettable experience and it’s like a dream come true for Brindha aunty.  They spent around 400,000 rupees and my father also contributed considerable amount and effort to build a ramar kovil in Sattanathapuram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf95QGHnzI/AAAAAAAADR8/_oI79ao5dZE/s1600-h/DSC05602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf95QGHnzI/AAAAAAAADR8/_oI79ao5dZE/s320/DSC05602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439451111235378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, Lord Krishna said in Bhagavad Gita – Their family is a typical example for Karmayogi who grown up his child with good manners, culture and taught humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the members of Mr.Ramanathan clan are very good at Rama bhajans. They are sincere and dedicated and typical example for traditional Tanjavur district family. They respect elders; they teach manners and grow kids, criticize them whenever required and encourage them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Brindha bought beautiful Tanjore paintings for Ramar Kovil and I really enjoyed them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8i_DgpAI/AAAAAAAADRU/AFMeIRLGEMo/s1600-h/DSC05567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8i_DgpAI/AAAAAAAADRU/AFMeIRLGEMo/s320/DSC05567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437969068139522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While travelling back, I was thinking, the place should be called as “Brindhavanam” by the name of Mrs.Brindha ramanathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8j1JuEoI/AAAAAAAADRs/UeazUB6_Rkc/s1600-h/DSC05599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8j1JuEoI/AAAAAAAADRs/UeazUB6_Rkc/s320/DSC05599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437983589700226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the typical Iyengar menu –&lt;br /&gt;Thirukkanamudhu – Sweet rice porridge&lt;br /&gt;Kariamudhu – Fried vegetables&lt;br /&gt;Sakkarannam – Rice and jiggery mixture&lt;br /&gt;Saathamudhu – Dilute liquid, made from Bengal gram, dried coriander seeds, turmeric, cumin, mustard, ginger and churry leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Akkara vadisal – milk, jiggery, basumathi rice, moong daal and ghee&lt;br /&gt;Thaddhiyonnam – mixture of rice and curd, made of pure yogurt from cow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Puliyodharai.&lt;br /&gt;While mixing the Puliyodharai with rice, they followed a brilliant technique. They did not touch it with hands, but they used a mat made of coconut leaves and plain 5 meter cloth to mix boiled rice with puliyodharai. This method will delay spoiling of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating all these I too felt very much like Iyengar aathu pillai! : - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN FIND FULL SET OF PHOTOGRAPHS &lt;a href =http://picasaweb.google.co.in/sivasubbarayan/SEP2342008SATTANATHAPURAMRAMARKOVILKUMBHABHISHEKAM#&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8kae58aI/AAAAAAAADR0/56_SnxTkUQA/s1600-h/DSC05587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8kae58aI/AAAAAAAADR0/56_SnxTkUQA/s320/DSC05587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244437993610670498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf_vpZSUxI/AAAAAAAADSE/pc0o4v3vCjs/s1600-h/09032008135-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf_vpZSUxI/AAAAAAAADSE/pc0o4v3vCjs/s320/09032008135-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244441485127078674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8965668130968375212?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8965668130968375212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8965668130968375212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8965668130968375212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8965668130968375212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/09/travel-to-sattanathapuram-and-ramar.html' title='Travel to Sattanathapuram and Ramar Kovil kumbhabhishekam'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SMf8jk2lkiI/AAAAAAAADRk/fh433IlISco/s72-c/DSC05577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4402508951043438680</id><published>2008-08-29T22:27:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:40:21.692+05:30</updated><title type='text'>“Go Green” – Germany leads the way</title><content type='html'>Of late everyone talks about non-conventional sources of energy. Renewable. That produces little carbon. That saves this earth. Energy - prevents global warming.&lt;br /&gt;In spring 2006, I was not much aware of what is go green? I went to Tokyo railway and was booking to and fro tickets to Kyoto. Kyoto was around 400+ Miles south west of Japan capital Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyoto was capital of Japan during Edo period, or so called last samurai had his big palaces around this place. Surprisingly during spring, the 5 Mountains in and around Kyoto will be lighted with lucky 5 Japanese characters. Similar to our “karthegai deepam” . See the below pictograph, where an unmarried Japanese girl witnessing the Japanese character (Ooki – the big or Big luck) light, from a distance in one of the Kyoto mountains : -)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLgrelJT3zI/AAAAAAAACnI/2Z41NpNuIsU/s1600-h/DSC05553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLgrelJT3zI/AAAAAAAACnI/2Z41NpNuIsU/s320/DSC05553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239985970812804914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLgr_9Zn7PI/AAAAAAAACnQ/pyTdIFjsr70/s1600-h/DSC05554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLgr_9Zn7PI/AAAAAAAACnQ/pyTdIFjsr70/s320/DSC05554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239986544259362034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know a Japanese women is unmarried? Simple. If the Kimono (Japanese dress) she wear has a large ribbon hanging from the belt at back, and the Hand cuffs are too large, they are unmarried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story is deviating. Yeah, I too witnessed them. While buying tickets in counter, the lady asked me – whether I need to book a green car? I asked her what the price difference is. She handed over a sheet, which has both English and Japanese – explained, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Green Car is only for non-smokers, where the renewable energy from rotating, high speed bullet train wheels – Mechanical energy is converted in to electrical energy and also has solar panels, the seats are made of natural fiber cushion and food supply is natural”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      THE ABOVE STATEMENT WAS MY IMAGINATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized, Green car is nothing but a triple time charged, 1st class Car with hot towel and other supplies    : -))))) he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, coming to the point.  Germany started and leading the Green initiatives. They have Windmills to generate more than 40% of domestic requirement. They install solar panels everywhere and buy energy from every single home where they produce electricity. The amount of green house gases emitted from Conventional Charcoal burning is nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Germany is the largest economy in Europe and revenue generated from Go Green initiatives are really high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my question is like “GREEN CAR” in Japan, the developed countries are playing economic card – with this GO GREEN Initiative?? Also, I red online, China makes maximum number of Solar panels in the world... is there a hidden agenda??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are reading this - Please contribute as much as you can to reduce the Green house gases. Always buy Economic friendly goods and try to reduce the amount of plastic in day to day usage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4402508951043438680?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4402508951043438680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4402508951043438680' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4402508951043438680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4402508951043438680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-green-germany-leads-way.html' title='“Go Green” – Germany leads the way'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLgrelJT3zI/AAAAAAAACnI/2Z41NpNuIsU/s72-c/DSC05553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4505563689578171159</id><published>2008-08-23T22:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:39:29.879+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gokulastami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBCHGrVeXI/AAAAAAAACmc/rQYYZbNLH3A/s1600-h/DSC05550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBCHGrVeXI/AAAAAAAACmc/rQYYZbNLH3A/s320/DSC05550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237759056450779506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Birth Star. Tamil Month of Aavani and star Bharani comes together. Today only I born according to my mom and Paambu panjankam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, today is Gokulastami too. I celebrated it happily. Praising lord Krishna and singing some of those old songs. My mom gave some Murukku, Cheedai and Vella cheedai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people live in satanathapuram village always cook well. Cooking is their passion both my moms, step mother (I call her mother always) Mrs. Bhoomadevi Srinivasan and my Mom  Mrs.Meenakshi Srinivasan are expert in cooking.  They try variety of recipe. Even when I was very young, may be in 1984-85, Bhooma amma never used to stop kids from eating although elders at home are in some kind of fasting. She cooks Onion, and other masala items, even when they need to strictly follow some tradition. I remember both of them cooking separately for me and Harini, taking bath then cook for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I am a good eater. I can easily differentiate varieties and my tongue knows how typical Moorkuzhambu, paruppurundai , payasam or the stuffed brinjal will taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sattanatahpuram, for every function they make different, tasty food menu. For example the Kaarthigai Deepam would be filled with Manokaram urundai, Nel pori orundai and Aval pori urundai. All are made from jaggery but trust me, those three are awesome with different aroma and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, for Gokulastami, we make Vella Cheedai, Uppu Cheedai, Kola vadai and Murukku. Along with butter these may Items are offered to new born baby Lord Shri Krishna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBCyZQuHII/AAAAAAAACmk/m0QqCA7FwU4/s1600-h/DSC05544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBCyZQuHII/AAAAAAAACmk/m0QqCA7FwU4/s320/DSC05544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237759800173796482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoyed it. Only thing is I am alone celebrating it today : - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to mention, amma your Mango thokku is awesome and am having it now with Thayir saadam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBDm6UjXqI/AAAAAAAACms/pCG1m3tYIcg/s1600-h/DSC05545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBDm6UjXqI/AAAAAAAACms/pCG1m3tYIcg/s320/DSC05545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237760702401437346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4505563689578171159?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4505563689578171159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4505563689578171159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4505563689578171159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4505563689578171159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/gokulastami.html' title='Gokulastami'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SLBCHGrVeXI/AAAAAAAACmc/rQYYZbNLH3A/s72-c/DSC05550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8446010281513602726</id><published>2008-08-23T21:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:57:38.121+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Geyam Gita naamasahasram - Part 2</title><content type='html'>nalin¯ıdalagatajalamatitaralam.&lt;br /&gt;tadvajj¯ıvitamati´sayacapalam j&lt;br /&gt;viddhi vy¯adhyabhim¯anagrastam.&lt;br /&gt;lokam. ´sokahatam. ca samastam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water drop playing on a lotus petal has an extremely uncertain&lt;br /&gt;Existence; so also is life ever unstable. Understand, the very world&lt;br /&gt;Is consumed by disease and conceit, and is riddled with pangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SRI ADI SHANKARACHARYA, BHAJAGOVINDAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we shall continue the second part of Chapter 5.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Shri Krishna continues&lt;br /&gt;… Like, a person doing Karmayoga or practicing Gnanayoga reaches me. But, Karmayoga needs to be done without having your soul get involved in to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One need to understand that “Stula  sareeram” (GROSS) is independent of Sukshma(SUBTLE) and co-existence can be explained only by kAranA (Supernatural).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnanayogis – Who need not to worry about their world, their heir, their wealth, their property and they do not possess anything, not even their own “Stula sareeeram” and their athma or soul does not performs anything other than praising the glory of God. They are in search of the Bigger, super power – the kArana (or Supernatural). They have the capability to understand the supernatural and so they reach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karmayogis – In spite of searching for Supernatural, they do their duty. They live as a good father, caring mother, responsible grandparents, studious child, intelligent researcher, committed politicians, service for people, job and bring more comfort to their own livelihood. They balance this world and live the purpose of existence. It means they make this world really exist, lively. Those who knowingly perform unwanted crime will get their own punishment. If not in this birth, definitely on next and so forth. Human kind involved in philanthropy will reach me soon and in turn a sinner takes much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,  Karmayogis will attain Gnanayoga  only when they practice karma without having their soul involved in it. They need not to worry about existence of supernatural power or they need to search for it. They simply need understand the GROSS (Stula) and SUBTLE (Sukshma). They should get involved physically in all worldly activities, they should perform all their duties, they should love their spouse, respect their parents, grow their kids, do their job, and they need to practice strict personal integrity, they should live honestly, help others – in turn their MIND or SUBTLE should only think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mind and the Body –&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krsihna continues –&lt;br /&gt;A wise man, karmayogi who learned to distinguish between body and mind, soul and skin, will reach me quicker. While performing his duties, he may need to do a non-conformance, a practice that is too selfish or an activity that may cause damage to animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a karmayogi becomes a sinner. Although he is destined to do his duties, still he is a sinner, if he failed to differentiate between body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small story:&lt;br /&gt;To make above statement very clear, we can take up a small incident. But relating it completely to what Shri Krishna stated above is not our objective. &lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in a big city, there lived an old man. He is a very kind and generous gentle man. All people live nearby respect him a lot. A new person is visiting the city and engages in a conversation with old man. Suddenly this new fellow beats the old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked by this, Old man went to King and reports the incident. During court trial they observe that, new person came to the city earlier is demented. He is mad and got brain disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Old gentle man wishes to forgive him and ask king to give him some treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this story, the moral is – One who performs worldly activities, yet his mind is not involved can be forgiven and pardoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna says,&lt;br /&gt;One who lives life like water on a lotus petal, affix mind to me and perform duty thinking about me will get Mukthi sooner than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to understand??!! So it is…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8446010281513602726?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8446010281513602726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8446010281513602726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8446010281513602726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8446010281513602726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/geyam-gita-naamasahasram-part-2.html' title='Geyam Gita naamasahasram - Part 2'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8901398998371196959</id><published>2008-08-21T21:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:25:25.202+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Geyam Gita naamasahasram</title><content type='html'>geyam. g¯ıt¯a n¯amasahasram.&lt;br /&gt;dhyeyam. ´sr¯ıpatir¯upamajasram j&lt;br /&gt;neyam. sajjanasa˙nge cittam.&lt;br /&gt;deyam. d¯ınajan¯aya ca vittam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regularly recite form the Gita, Meditate on Lord Vishnu in your heart…and chant his thousand glories. Take delight to be with the noble and holy; distribute your wealth in charity to the poor and needy.&lt;br /&gt;-SRI ADISHANKARACHARYA, BHAJAGOVINDAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we discussed earlier for Chapter 5, here is important information. This information is overall perspective of chapter 5 or  Bhagavd gita Chapter 5 Saaramsam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna Says -&lt;br /&gt;The delight or eternal pleasure happens only through doing your duties... Immaterial of whether you do Karmayoga or Gnanayoga  - the outcome or the glory of God remains the same. Both Karmayoga and Gnanayoga bring glory, ultimate divinity and thus apotheosis for your soul. Mukthi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna confused –&lt;br /&gt;Lord shri Krishna, you say both karmayoga and Gnanayoga take your soul to god. How is this possible? After all the saints and Guru sacrifice their entire life, thinking every second only about you, they live to spread your thoughts, they take pleasure in doing service to poor and needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who perform Karmayoga,  spends his time on his own breed, Kids, parents, his duties, his work and lives mostly a self centered life, although Karmayogis are not selfish, they are self-centered and worried in raising their own needs and deeds. They pray only when they are in trouble and still for both Karmayogis and Gnanayogis get the same destination and are given same upshot? Is that justified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna says –&lt;br /&gt;For this you need to understand two things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, God do not discriminate any one based on their Karma. After all the karma they do is also me. To reach me, I gave two options as explained earlier either follow Karmayoga or follow Gnanayoga. Karmayoga leads to Gnanayoga and in turn leads to self-realization and Mukthi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look at this simple example.&lt;br /&gt;Saint Shri Ramanuja (11 Century AD) Went to tirupathi on his foot to pray and witness Brahmobadhesam festival of Lord. Shri Venkateswara.  He crossed seven hills with bare foot and would have troubled himself a lot and suffered a lot of pain to see Lord shri venkateswara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In latter days, properly laid out steps came and people happily climbed up the steps and became devotee of Lord Shri Venkateswara. Still they had to go through lot of pain and suffer lot of discomfort while climbing through the steps, and then witnessed Brahmobadhesam of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent decades, neatly laid down roads and excellent transport facilities available and you can climb up with a motor car or a bus and see Lord Shri Venkatreswara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, sit in home watch brahmobadesam happily in your Hall, watching Television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these four examples, “Dharshan or to see Lord Shri Venkateswara” is a fact , a truth and cannot be denied.Simple question - Did you saw lord shree venkateswara? all four categories of people will reply "Yes" - true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna Says –&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, a person doing Karmayoga or Gnanayoga is immaterial and always reaches same destination, but…..&lt;br /&gt;(To be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8901398998371196959?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8901398998371196959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8901398998371196959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8901398998371196959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8901398998371196959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/geyam-gita-naamasahasram.html' title='Geyam Gita naamasahasram'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7638232184523998116</id><published>2008-08-21T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:03:17.589+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My 27 Birthday and your wishes</title><content type='html'>Your Wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am feeling very special now,&lt;br /&gt; Very special!&lt;br /&gt;No words to explain the feeling,&lt;br /&gt; No words!&lt;br /&gt;You may not know how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt; Love!&lt;br /&gt;I myself forgot what is today,&lt;br /&gt; Today!&lt;br /&gt;A man can live life in two ways,&lt;br /&gt; Two ways!&lt;br /&gt;One using his brain,&lt;br /&gt; Brain!&lt;br /&gt;One using his heart,&lt;br /&gt; Heart!&lt;br /&gt;One uses his brain may be an intellect,&lt;br /&gt; Intellect!&lt;br /&gt;One uses his heart is happier,&lt;br /&gt; Happier!&lt;br /&gt;Which one you are going to choose,&lt;br /&gt; Choose?&lt;br /&gt;And thank you so much for your wishes&lt;br /&gt; Your Wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7638232184523998116?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7638232184523998116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7638232184523998116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7638232184523998116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7638232184523998116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-27-birthday-and-your-wishes.html' title='My 27 Birthday and your wishes'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-8983112288933486869</id><published>2008-08-18T20:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:31:38.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Poet in my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmTDllbLlI/AAAAAAAACl4/-bkKRY-oINY/s1600-h/Amma+Kavidhai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmTDllbLlI/AAAAAAAACl4/-bkKRY-oINY/s320/Amma+Kavidhai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235877731632885330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom Mrs.Meenakshi Srinivasan, Sattanathapuram, wrote quite a number of Poems. They all used to be so nice. Unfortunately I don’t have all of them in collection. This one I saw when I went to Sattanathapuram last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about Lakshmi maami or lakshathu maami who lived a few houses away.  I heard that she died at the age of 90+ recently.She had five girls and two boys. They lived in abject poverty, later the children grown and so their financial status. She was a very nice women to me always and she gives lot of sweets whenever I visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this; you will understand typical lakshattu maami through her words.&lt;br /&gt;My mother - you are really talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, My father seldom writes letter to me. Only on two occasions, I missed the other one, but this one I wanted to preserve. Simply .... Lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKnG9-XZACI/AAAAAAAACmQ/MpFkUM1U2gM/s1600-h/Appa+lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKnG9-XZACI/AAAAAAAACmQ/MpFkUM1U2gM/s320/Appa+lr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235934809810337826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-8983112288933486869?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8983112288933486869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=8983112288933486869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8983112288933486869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/8983112288933486869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/poet-in-my-mother.html' title='The Poet in my mother'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmTDllbLlI/AAAAAAAACl4/-bkKRY-oINY/s72-c/Amma+Kavidhai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-6000173367960174358</id><published>2008-08-18T01:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:51:58.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bhagavat Gita Kinchita Jheeta</title><content type='html'>Baghavad Geetha Kinchita jeetha&lt;br /&gt;Ganga jalava kanikam peetha…&lt;br /&gt;   Let a man read but a little from Bhagavad Gita, like drink just a drop of Ganges to purify yourself&lt;br /&gt;-SRI ADISHANKARACHARYA, BHAJAGOVINDAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just want to give a drop from it whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to mention about Chapter 5, in which Krishna explains Arjuna, what is the difference between karmayoga and Gnanayoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms:&lt;br /&gt;Karmayoga – Do what you are supposed to do. (Work, Teach, Study, Perform daily duties etc...)&lt;br /&gt;Gnanayoga – Consecrated bakthi , like saint, apotheosis in bakthi.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna says –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I classify a group of people to do Karmayoga and a group for Gnanayoga. The categories of people capable of doing Gnanayoga   are typical saint and have no worldly attachments.  No relation, No emotion and no commitments. He is free to live on his own, dedicating himself to god, live in banks of a river, in a forest, thinking all time about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group, who cannot get rid of their duties, they have responsibilities’, family, kids, work, parents, property, and typical normal men and do their karmayoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, sometimes one who can free himself from all these emotional relationship, can get rid of worldly worries, can get away from family life, and still is not considered good for Gnanayoga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is:&lt;br /&gt;“He has followers - like a king, a business head, a philanthropist and social workers”. Although they are capable of getting rid and lead the life of a saint, they cannot do so. This helps to have a balanced environment for human survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Karmayoga teaches Gnanayoga and both leads to AAtham SSAkkshatkaaram or - Self-realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mr.Vellukudi.Kannan after listening to his speech am inspired to write this piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-6000173367960174358?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6000173367960174358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=6000173367960174358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6000173367960174358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/6000173367960174358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/bhagavat-gita-kinchita-cheeta.html' title='Bhagavat Gita Kinchita Jheeta'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-7119547993815772387</id><published>2008-08-18T01:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:00:22.979+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This weekend</title><content type='html'>I was spending this weekend just like that. Chatting with Vinod and other friends. Listening to lot of patriotic songs, national anthem. I had a good discussion with Lenin, Sridhar and Arun on Corruption, Changes in politics and so the National level Integrity and individual integrity. Its fun but very important to understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Interest in Politics, shows interest for your society and also the changes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the evening I went to give Saibaba Photo for framing. I am getting emotionally closer to him. I just love being Saibaba devotee, it makes me feel happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmv6lvK8SI/AAAAAAAACmA/mYDOKXp8nzA/s1600-h/DSC05542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmv6lvK8SI/AAAAAAAACmA/mYDOKXp8nzA/s320/DSC05542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235909462892146978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I went to see Kumari. Poorvaja's Salangai Poojai festival. All these kids danced very well. Especially "Asainthadum mayil ondru". May God bless them with great talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmw7kAJmUI/AAAAAAAACmI/8ksBmew6MvI/s1600-h/DSC05526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmw7kAJmUI/AAAAAAAACmI/8ksBmew6MvI/s320/DSC05526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235910579117988162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-7119547993815772387?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7119547993815772387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=7119547993815772387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7119547993815772387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/7119547993815772387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SKmv6lvK8SI/AAAAAAAACmA/mYDOKXp8nzA/s72-c/DSC05542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4908195544336873973</id><published>2008-08-18T01:12:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:33:50.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Agony when you loose</title><content type='html'>Two Failures. This week I am looking in to two totally different personalities and two different failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A TV game show personality&lt;br /&gt;2. Former President Mr.Parvez Musharaff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one, its a dance competition show. They both are elegant, they both are talented,   really competitive, gorgeous looking, potential to win. But they lose. Reason, may be poor judgment, lack of understanding, more importantly - may be jealousy of judge himself / herself, giving a little information....but they have other opportunities to prove, other places to succeed, so that agony should turn to a positive attitude and they can definitely come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second one, Shame! You did exactly the same thing to Mr.Nawaz sherief 9 years back. Cheated him, tortured him, deported him to Dubai, take over government in hand, Spoiled the economy, Created instability, created Kargil war and a big failure and now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little after 9 years very short period though??!! shadow of Bush failed, even Bush himself a great failure..... Face it. This is called Justice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DON'T RESIGN - you will be deported, blamed with n number of charges, face it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4908195544336873973?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4908195544336873973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4908195544336873973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4908195544336873973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4908195544336873973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/agony-when-you-loose.html' title='Agony when you loose'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-2704376096889714523</id><published>2008-08-18T01:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:18:29.435+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TITANIC</title><content type='html'>This weekend I saw TITANIC once again. As many times I saw, I truly enjoy seeing this again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp. The first proposal from Jack. The Boat corner scene, the song "every night in my dreams", Beautiful set, the ship, Rose's mother, another fat women, Rose herself, extraordinary Jack. Its simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anxious climax, tears and old women throwing diamond in sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply - LOVE and to be loved is always beautiful. is it not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-2704376096889714523?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2704376096889714523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=2704376096889714523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2704376096889714523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/2704376096889714523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/titanic.html' title='TITANIC'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-884061042279926755</id><published>2008-08-08T23:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:14:59.287+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BEIJING – People’s Republic of China and Olympics 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SJyFo-N205I/AAAAAAAACjs/ySz-THy78N4/s1600-h/Prove+it.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SJyFo-N205I/AAAAAAAACjs/ySz-THy78N4/s320/Prove+it.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232203806040052626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fantastic show. A developing country with more than billion people! They proved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They proved it to the entire world. Despite complaints from western media, Oh my god it’s hot, Oh my goodness the pollution, oh no the crowd, oh no the cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the China! O yes the hardworking people, Oh yes the mass production, Oh yes the new railway lines, the perfect network, the stadium, the green Beijing. The Great wall, paper, the medicine and now the Olympics.  I am getting goose bumps; the opening show was really grand, comparable to world standards, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing some of the photos, the fireworks and the two story globe that emerges pout from inside the stadium. Believe it or not, by 2030 China’s red flag will raise and rule West, East, North and South.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hear in my life time – Bhopal 2028, or Delhi 2038.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I say Bhopal, MadhyaPradesh. India can build a centralized super fast trains from Bhopal. The can connect East, west, North and South with High speed Freeways, at least two different rail tracks from every state with world class standard, at least one international airport with superb facilities to connect Bhopal,  A Big Games village with adequate infrastructure, a freeway exit on all corners to connect every state, every 20 Minutes a gas station, every half an hour a wind mill, every 1 km a rest booth and water supply, every 3 miles a convenient store, High speed internet cables and broad band lines all along the freeways connecting major towns, Indian made automobile units, electronic items, Cheap food and clothing targeting this billion population, all slums replaced with decent society houses and a green park, Oh yes, India is developed then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also the name that starts with "B" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-884061042279926755?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/884061042279926755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=884061042279926755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/884061042279926755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/884061042279926755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-peoples-republic-of-china-and.html' title='BEIJING – People’s Republic of China and Olympics 2008'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Y_7Y9bDDKA/SJyFo-N205I/AAAAAAAACjs/ySz-THy78N4/s72-c/Prove+it.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-653401033271083676</id><published>2008-08-08T22:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:20:30.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>OMI</title><content type='html'>I would like to introduce OMI and his blog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.omi24.blogspot.com. Recently in his blog I red something about Being Gay and out to the society. Here is my comment on the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Omi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this story and your comment, I would like to pint out Two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you true to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you really happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answering first question, yes one should not cheat himself and as you said, it is very important to understand the preferences and importantly orientation Gay, Bi or a straight. self realization is very very important to keep your mind stress free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the second question, once you realized yourself, are you really happy. Obviously, once you are true to yourself great you will feel absolute happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now think about your siblings and Parents, are they really matured to understand what "gay / bi" means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am I going to bring change to the society by telling everyone that "I am Gay"? or I am going to mess up my life, and live with unwanted worries imposed by society on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is Big NO. So do you need to go through all these troubles in this 'Single Life' by complicating yourself, telling your identity? Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realized yourself, that itself is a change and after a decade or two you become a senior citizen / rather your age group of people who becomes the so called society - will definitely have the maturity to accept Gay / Bi as it is... this is how a society, a country grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not confuse coming out and do not equate it with self realization. They are two different things for this generation of Parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to understand??!! So it is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-653401033271083676?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/653401033271083676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=653401033271083676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/653401033271083676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/653401033271083676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/omi.html' title='OMI'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1349233576632806993.post-4203592268842967773</id><published>2008-08-05T21:59:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:04:20.527+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Madhanagopal Parthasarathy</title><content type='html'>Oh My goodness. Can I ever get a friend like him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote about me in his blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://madhan2008.blogspot.com/2008/08/shivas-farewell.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://madhan2008.blogspot.com/2008/07/shivasubbarayan-real-talent.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1349233576632806993-4203592268842967773?l=sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4203592268842967773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1349233576632806993&amp;postID=4203592268842967773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4203592268842967773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1349233576632806993/posts/default/4203592268842967773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sivasubbarayan.blogspot.com/2008/08/madhanagopal-parthasarathy.html' title='Madhanagopal Parthasarathy'/><author><name>SIVASU</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12534573210878387246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JMVMuNW1hI/TxYgcxkd5dI/AAAAAAAAJZY/zy_Cv0Pfam4/s220/DSC01287.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
