<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:07:31.701-07:00</updated><category term='electricity'/><category term='kavidhai'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='life otherwise'/><category term='competitive exam'/><category term='power cut'/><category term='funny'/><category term='smoking'/><category term='crush'/><category term='edison'/><category term='memorable day(s)'/><category term='exam pattern'/><category term='imagination'/><category term='poverty'/><category term='SBI clerical Post'/><category term='books for sbi exam'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The other side of ME!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-2822129783577209523</id><published>2009-09-01T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:02:36.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life otherwise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electricity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power cut'/><title type='text'>What if Edison was a Law or Arts graduate??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday night, it was raining heavily. Chennai-yil oru mazhai kaalam started.. :) as well as so many problems too started.. Stagnated water, unusual power cut etc etc.. when it started drizzling last nite, sincere electricity board workers cut the power down. My mom started cursing the EB for power cut. Because it was third day she was missing her favorite TV serials. She was restless about what happened to Abi in &lt;i style=""&gt;kolangal. &lt;/i&gt;:P I started wondering “what if nobody invented electric current??” “What if &lt;st1:place&gt;Edison&lt;/st1:place&gt; was regular in his school days?” if he was regular, what if he finished his degree in law or arts and science. What if he didn’t bother about replacing alternating current by direct current??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmpf.. the world would be in dark..oh no.. some other grad from Stanford or Harvard would have done tat.. just imagine nobody had interest in anodes, cathodes, circuits like me ;) think about a world without electric current…!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every night you will be having candle light dinner at your home. Your credit cards are safe from the restaurant bills. Wow.. Interesting!! But you will miss freshly baked pizzas and spicy tikkas. But still you can have hot dosai with coconut chutney.. yummy!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your mom will be happy that u doesn’t waste your time in orkut and facebook. Guys.. no more DOTA, FIFA and all.. Don’t worry.. u still have cricket, ghilli, goli :P no cinema theaters. You can enjoy &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; week ends at stage dramas. Remember only morning and &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="12"&gt;noon&lt;/st1:time&gt; shows will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How to spend summer season without Air conditioner or cooler?? The building architecture will be modified to make it airy.. eventually all start planting trees…yayyy… no more global warming threats. No emails, e-cards.. go back to the age of sending postal cards and greeting cards. It will be nice to sit and write letters for your beloved ones  rather copy pasting or forwarding mails. no need of "save electricity" "caution: high voltage current danger" boards.  :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You live life in a different way.. :) even though it will not be hi-fi but sure it will be interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-2822129783577209523?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/2822129783577209523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if-edison-was-law-or-arts-graduate.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2822129783577209523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2822129783577209523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if-edison-was-law-or-arts-graduate.html' title='What if Edison was a Law or Arts graduate??'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-681599963598711874</id><published>2009-08-27T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:51:58.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books for sbi exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam pattern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competitive exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SBI clerical Post'/><title type='text'>State Bank of India clerical Post syllabus and  question paper pattern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My previous readers may get shocked on seeing the title. Arul.. Is tat you writing blogs about such stuffs?? Okay.. listen..y am writing about this? Since my dad insisted to attend the (so called) coaching class I attended it. Actually it wasn’t bad at all.. I got some ideas about competitive exams. So thought of sharing with all.. And one more thing I came to know.. there is a craze for government jobs always among people with age limit 30 .. after a long time I listened to class for 2 hours.. yaayyyy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok ok.. lets get into the business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Examination timing: 135 min&lt;br /&gt;Question Type: objectives (5 parts of questions)&lt;br /&gt;Approximate cut off marks required: 140+ (they consider sectional cut off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;KEY POINT TO CLEAR THE EXAM: TIME MANAGEMENT AND SHORT CUT TECHNIQUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part A : Test of Reasoning&lt;br /&gt;Preferred Book: R S Agarwal verbal- non verbal reasoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topics that are repeatedly asked in Verbal reasoning:&lt;br /&gt;* Blood relation&lt;br /&gt;* Coding &amp;amp; decoding&lt;br /&gt;* Puzzle test&lt;br /&gt;* Logical reduction (syllogism)&lt;br /&gt;* Number ranking sequence&lt;br /&gt;* Conclusion derivation&lt;br /&gt;* Direction test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part B: test of quantitative aptitude&lt;br /&gt;Two types of question were asked – 1) problems solved using BODMAS rule&lt;br /&gt;2) Statement problems&lt;br /&gt;Preferred Book: R S Agarwal quantitative aptitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topics that are repeatedly asked in quantitative aptitude:&lt;br /&gt;· Problems on trains&lt;br /&gt;· Problems on ages&lt;br /&gt;· Problems on Boats and streams&lt;br /&gt;· Time and work&lt;br /&gt;· Percentage&lt;br /&gt;· Numbers, square roots, cube roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can get the short cuts and solved problems from the above preferred book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part C: Test of English language&lt;br /&gt;· Reading comprehension (passages related to economics, banking, marketing)&lt;br /&gt;· Spotting errors in sentences&lt;br /&gt;· Fill in the blanks&lt;br /&gt;· Jumbled sentences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part D : Marketing and computer science&lt;br /&gt;Marketing deals with the terms and definitions of banking marketing.&lt;br /&gt;Basic knowledge of computer science is enough to answer these questions it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part E: general awareness (current affairs)&lt;br /&gt;Questions are likely to be asked from the events happened in the past 6 months&lt;br /&gt;E.g.:&lt;br /&gt;* Persons of importance&lt;br /&gt;* State bank related questions (who is the founder, recent policies, branches, schemes, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;* Books and authors&lt;br /&gt;* Budget&lt;br /&gt;* Sports&lt;br /&gt;* Awards and honors&lt;br /&gt;* Recent conference and seminars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferred book: competition success review (latest edition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well tats all I grabbed in that 2 hrs of class!! All the best for all who attending the exam..and exam is on November 8 or 15..last date for applying is 15th of September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Errr… too technical and academics oriented post, rite?? cool it… :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;response to the comments:&lt;br /&gt;i will try to put up the materials as soon as possible.. you can cum bak and chek it out at the sep end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://careerquips.blogspot.com/search/label/SBI%20Clerical%20Exam"&gt;http://careerquips.blogspot.com/search/label/SBI%20Clerical%20Exam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above blog will help u with some more details..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-681599963598711874?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/681599963598711874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/state-bank-of-india-clerical-post.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/681599963598711874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/681599963598711874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/state-bank-of-india-clerical-post.html' title='State Bank of India clerical Post syllabus and  question paper pattern'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-2149750079690480299</id><published>2009-08-15T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T08:50:36.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorable day(s)'/><title type='text'>Miss you… Deepak (Mom)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Summer fall has started in many American universities :( :( so many of my friends were off to US.. Madhu, Subbu, Naren, and the next &lt;a href="http://occaecoardor.wordpress.com/"&gt;Deepak&lt;/a&gt;..how did I know Deepak?? Small flash back..whirrrlll… me and Deepak came to know each other well in 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; sem. In 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; sem v had so much of fun.. this fellow is gud at music..knows to play keyboard and drums..and his recent desire is to learn guitar..(ellam varanam aayiram pandra velai..free eh vidunga)..&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Now come back again to present.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Deepak called all of us to his home for giving a send off treat.( actually v should have given..but no prob). As I already said few of my friends were in banglore, only pavi, ashwin,vignesh, k vignesh,pritham, deepak’s school friends raghu, yogesh and me went to his place. V asked for the treat at his home because v all love his mom’s cooking (now u can guess y have I named this post so :P). v all reached his place at 1 30 pm or so.. and got settled at 2..then v started our lunch. :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The only time ashwin doesn’t pull my legs is while he eats. :| bad boy..yup he doesn’t care wats happening around wen he is eating until someone grabs his chicken piece. Well I must say the menu here.. briyani, shredded chicken, prawns, fish fry, chicken fry, idiyappam, stew, veg briyani, chappati, bindhi fry, raita, beetroot pickle, curd rice and finally dessert paal payasam with her unique Kerala touch… v stopped (not finished :P) eating at 3 20 or so..(well.. shakthi, suma pls don’t scold me ;)).. few of them started taking rest and did some actions( they named it as exercise) to eat more and not to throw out the recently consumed food :P these fellas talked over abt ‘sprite bottom up’ matter again and again..(sshhh.. don’t ask me wats tat;);)). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Finally the lunch feast was over.. we saw oceans 11, played cricket. At &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="18"&gt;6 pm&lt;/st1:time&gt; deepak’s sister reached home from college. We all surprised Deepak with a brand new guitar signed by all of us ;):) And he promised us to learn chords and tabs soon and upload it. :) we bid adieu to Deepak after taking few group fotos…&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet another memorable day in my life… :) &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-2149750079690480299?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/2149750079690480299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-you-deepak-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2149750079690480299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2149750079690480299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/miss-you-deepak-mom.html' title='Miss you… Deepak (Mom)!'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-8292119760426936412</id><published>2009-08-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T06:46:18.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Found it somewhere... Found it Nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lament of the Real Programmer&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; "&gt;Sir Roger Needham (Cambridge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh once I could program, the best in the land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wrote in raw hex with unwavering hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mind's eye could follow all possible paths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I can't manage the new-fangled maths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cut lots of code for unaudited cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And nobody cared that I rarely did wash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I'm burned out and admit with a sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That the kids from the High School are better than I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lasted a while as an old-fashioned hack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I could knock out a protocol stack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the mathmos are here now - they've come pretty far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there's nothing for me but to prop up the bar!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FUNNY CARTOON!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/Soaw8ciZgII/AAAAAAAAAIc/ldUm9Su3yFc/s1600-h/compiler_complaint.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/Soaw8ciZgII/AAAAAAAAAIc/ldUm9Su3yFc/s320/compiler_complaint.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370174158185005186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;click to zoom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this cartoon reminded my second semester Programming Data Structures Lab... Lol :D :D i use to curse my compiler y doest it always throw a 'segmentation fault'. now i can understand how a compiler would have cursed me :P:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-8292119760426936412?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/8292119760426936412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/found-it-somewhere-found-it-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/8292119760426936412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/8292119760426936412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/found-it-somewhere-found-it-nice.html' title='Found it somewhere... Found it Nice!'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/Soaw8ciZgII/AAAAAAAAAIc/ldUm9Su3yFc/s72-c/compiler_complaint.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-3803825281844907792</id><published>2009-08-01T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T07:05:36.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Happy Friendship Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SnQONm81R5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1oXKw60B_I/s1600-h/DSC00777.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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SnQONm81R5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1oXKw60B_I/s320/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364928683061888914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hoooorrayyy!! Its august 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; wk end.. National Friendship day…have u ever thot like this?? We spend most of our life time with friends.. do v need to celebrate it on a single day??!! NOPE :):) v always treasure them.. v always love to celebrate it…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And on this friendship day I would like to thank all my friends for making my life colorful… if I start pen down all those moments am sure of getting a warning msg from gmail for running out of storage memory… loads and loads of incidents..u all made me to laugh, enjoy, cry,think, learn and whatnot!! :D how it all started?? A simple hi, lending me ur pencil eraser,helped me out in bluff card game,'r u also computer science dept?'..etc.etc..still they are evergreen:)  wen am happy u joined me and made me happier..wen am sorrow u r ready to rejoice me…soooo many arguments and fites...life without u?? cant imagine how worse it would be…u guys always stood beside me to encourage and support.. and pull my legs too.. :-x u cared me like my mom, adviced like my dad, sometimes restricted like a bro, helped like a sis.. v are all like a single family…;) when I lose hope u boosted up my spirits.. :) when am born some angel would have blessed me to have such a sweet friends. Who will always there in my troubles if not to trouble me.. :p:p from everyone i learnt lessons and experiences which no universities could teach me..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SnQOhnSliMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/arg_BtCIqHs/s320/DSC00842.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364929026750515394" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rite from school i always had a big gang of friends… v always had fun..:)I have a very bad memory :-| so I may not be able to recollect all &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; names..pls forgive me if &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; names are missed out.. still u and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; memories are in my heart..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From kindergarten to primary school : Ida Mary, sabapathy, Bennet, Ilin.. (I don’t have contact with them :( ) rani, sindhura, kirubakaran,ram kumar, madhuram,meena, grisha,vidhyasree,vidhyalakshmi,.. and many more..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Higher secondary school : SathyaPriya, shobana, ramya, Cynthia,jothi, jayasudha, hema, Sharon, Ashwini chitra, Nuzath fathima, vanaja, saranya, nancy,tina, elakiya,princy Thomas,anithakumari, logeshwari..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;College: Bhavana, suma, Pavithra,Div Ash, Ashwin Kumar, Pk, subbu, deepak, shakthi, Abishek, vignesh, k vignesh,vishnu, senthil,kaushy, hems,saranya, pritham,anitha, madhu, latha, jayanthi, nivedha…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Zillions of thanks dear ones for being my friend.. lets rock forever :):) and dis song is for u...&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dishant.com/jukebox.php?songid=60204"&gt;click here to play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-3803825281844907792?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/3803825281844907792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-friendship-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/3803825281844907792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/3803825281844907792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-friendship-day.html' title='Happy Friendship Day!!'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SnQONm81R5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1oXKw60B_I/s72-c/DSC00777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-158856853635799504</id><published>2009-07-29T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:26:43.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorable day(s)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>Looonnnng Road Trip to Vellore golden temple! ;) 29th july 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;B4 telling about our trip to Golden temple let me say the reasons y v arranged a trip to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Vellore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--My friend Ashwin gna do MBA in &lt;a href="http://www3.uwic.ac.uk/English/Pages/home2.aspx"&gt;UWIC&lt;/a&gt;. He is leaving on Sep 1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;i&gt;st&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;i&gt; wk and his dad gna handover his fiesta to their college staff. So we wanted to go for a long drive in fiesta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--on the way to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;vellore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;i&gt; there is a briyani shop.. non-veg lovers must not miss this place.. (Actually dis must be the first reason :P )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; R Vignesh and k Vignesh were in chennai but missed dis trip.. unlucky fellows ;);)Most of my frenz joined their company in blore so they also couldn’t cum..&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ashwin,Deepak, Pavi and myself only went. We started at sharp &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="8"&gt;8 o’clock&lt;/st1:time&gt; in the morning from guindy..traffic was normal and deepak speeded at 120 km/hr towards porur with the music player loaded with &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;aayirathil oruvan &lt;/i&gt;songs. V stopped at a highway restaurant to have breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“remember v need cum before one clock to the bryiani shop otherwise it will be closed” said ashwin in a warning tone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“it’s a famous temple… my mom said it will be too crowded, can v cum bak early??”, said Deepak. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“do u know how long will it take to reach the temple” , asked pavi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“hmm.. from here we will reach arcot briyani shop in one hour.. from there golden temple will be near only I guess…”. Ashwin&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; said coolly and smirked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“so u don’t know the exact place..??”. we shouted in shock!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“hey.. it must be somewhere near arcot only..”, ashwin assured us and again we started driving. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time &lt;st1:time hour="10" minute="10"&gt;10:10 a.m&lt;/st1:time&gt;, v reached. 2 hours traveling was not boring at all.. how it would be boring with my frnz around me..?? :):)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ashwin again warned,” briyani shop is till &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="13"&gt;1 p.m&lt;/st1:time&gt; only.. so dnt make late in temple.. ve to cum bak soon..ok??”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey let us reach the temple first.. how long to go da??” ,I asked him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Somewhere here only di..”, again in a confident voice ashwin said. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sign boards pointing towards banglore reminded pavi and me about our written test at sonoa systems on Friday. (oh.. with written test on Friday u gals loitering out ?? :P) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In few min, a temple with a bronze tower glowing in bright sun light was visible.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hurray… v reached the temple..cool..!!” pavi and me shouted in joy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before Deepak could turn right towards the temple, a pulsar speeded infront of us. So he went straight without turning right.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is a famous temple.. but its very small”, ashwin said in doubt. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;V asked a auto driver to confirm, “where is the golden temple??”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“go straight.. Then u will reach &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;vellore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.. cross 3 bridges take left go straight…”. He continued a big map description..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;v didn’t want to go back to arcot without seeing the temple.. Deepak drove in the same speed..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally v reached &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;GOLDEN&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;TEMPLE&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="11"&gt;11 a.m&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;V need to reach that briyani shop b4 &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="13"&gt;1 p.m&lt;/st1:time&gt; :P we decided to finish the dharisanam in 45 min and go bak to Arcot. We ain’t suppose to take mobile fonez inside the temple.v stood in a big queue and surrendered our fonez, shoes… time &lt;st1:time minute="20" hour="11"&gt;11:20 a.m&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;V walked into the temple, the path is fully fenced with iron grill gates. Usual checking was made by the temple securities and v reached a room with chairs neatly arranged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The security kindly said,” ppl..u sit here.. then in a short time u will be re-directed to another room”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“how long will it take??”, asked ashwin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“jus 30-40 min this room.. like this v have 3 rooms for complete dharisanam it will take around only 2 hours or so”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lol :D we walked towards the exit!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Either v have to drop our eat-out plan or miss dharisanam. Well, we decided not to miss the both. So v planned to go back to arcot and come to the temple in the evening.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Again car speeded towards Arcot. We reached Star Briyani, Arcot at &lt;st1:time minute="10" hour="12"&gt;12:10 p.m.&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man.. u will be amazed to see such a delicious briyani served in a small shop.(it can not occupy more than ten ppl at a time and the rates are damn cheap ;);)). It was little crowded. V got a separate room with only one table and had superb briyani served hot with raita. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hmpf..lunch over.. again bak to golden temple…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I told,“hey.. feeling too tired.. can v go someother day” .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“even I have to reach home early.. my sister is waiting for me..”, said pavi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“OKIES.. Bak to Chennai..!!” :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;atlast reached Chennai at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="15"&gt;3  p.m.&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Though v didn’t see the temple or get dharisanam..it was a wonderful trip. One of the memorable day in my life. :):)&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-158856853635799504?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/158856853635799504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/looonnnng-road-trip-to-vellore-golden.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/158856853635799504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/158856853635799504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/looonnnng-road-trip-to-vellore-golden.html' title='Looonnnng Road Trip to Vellore golden temple! ;) 29th july 2009'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-6522682931809160499</id><published>2009-07-23T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:17:46.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kavidhai'/><title type='text'>SaY NO to SmOkInG... SaVe LiVeS :)</title><content type='html'>hi frenz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;this post am writing for all those cigarrete smokers. of course most of the educated smokers must be knowing tat the nicotine present in cigarretes affect brain and its carcinogenic. then y still smoking?? the smoke not only affects them but also the innocent ppl around them by inhaling that smoke.and the highest percentage of smokers are in the age of 15-24.. :(:( (me shocked to c this survey..!!). this is the age to enjoy and achieve.. then y do u want to spoil ur life by smoking..u got one life.. live it.. live like king size without any regrets.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this my imagination how wud smoker loved smoking and regret for this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;யாருமில்லை என்று இருந்தேன்,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எங்கிருந்தோ வந்தாய் ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன்னையே தஞ்சம் என்று அடைந்தேன் !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஒவ்வொரு விடியலும்&lt;br /&gt;உன் ஸ்பரிசம் தேடியது விரல்கள்..&lt;br /&gt;உன்னைக் காணும்  நேரத்தில்&lt;br /&gt;உன் மீது இதழ்கள் பதித்தேன்...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன்னை முத்தமிட்ட சுவுடுகள் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;மறையவில்லை என் இதழ்களில்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன் சுவாசம் என் சுவாசத்தில் கலந்தது..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன்னை தினம் தினம் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எரித்து என்னை மகிழ்வித்தாய்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ஆனால் இன்று நானோ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;சுவாசமின்றி தடுமாறுகிறேன்..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;நீ இருப்பினும் இல்லாவிடினும் நடுங்குகிறேன்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;உன்னால் மொத்தமாக &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;எரிய தயாராகினேன்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இப்படிக்கு,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;சிகரெட் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;புகைத்து உயிர் விட துணிந்தவன்...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who read this post pls tell atleast 2 person abt the effects of smoking..&lt;br /&gt;lets join our hands to create a better world!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;cheers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-6522682931809160499?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/6522682931809160499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-no-to-smoking-save-lives.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/6522682931809160499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/6522682931809160499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-no-to-smoking-save-lives.html' title='SaY NO to SmOkInG... SaVe LiVeS :)'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-2566506767664851271</id><published>2009-07-20T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:18:16.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><title type='text'>Don’t waste food!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s been long time I updated my blog &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;L&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; though I wanted to be active had no time!! :p Anyways once again thanks for those who have had visited my blog so far…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;2day morning I received a mail “&lt;a href="http://blogs.muxlim.com/siecantik/voted-the-best-email-of-this-year-and-deservedly/"&gt;voted the best mail of the year – worth a look&lt;/a&gt;”. I opened the mail and scrolled it. I just remembered an incident in my life tat happened b4 2-3 months.. so I thot of sharing it with all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyday my mom packed lunch for me cus of two reasons, she doesn’t want me to spoil my health by eating out and not to increase my pocket money :P. One fine morning, I was as usual late in getting ready to colg. I grabbed my class notes (err.. rarely I take notes too..), assignment file, pen drive and mobile fone from my table and dumped into my bag. My mom plunged the tiffin box into my bag and gave the usual advice, “do eat lunch properly otherwise &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; health…”. Before she could finish tat I walked away towards the bus stop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; We had four classes in the morning and v were supposed to submit our assignments in the lunch break. Since there was no free time in the morning I completed my assignments at the end of the lunch time and submitted. There was only 5 minutes more for the next class to start. So I thot skipping lunch and attend the class(I didn’t want to get lack of attendance..). &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in few minutes all our mobile fones beeped with the msg “5&lt;sup&gt;th &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; hr cancelled”. So v had no classes in the afternoon. Me and my friends planned to go out for lunch. There was a big discussion and v finalized to go to KFC. Around 7 of my frenz went there and had lunch. From there v went to fruitshop and then to broken bridge. After tat v left home..&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Around 6 30 pm Me reached bus stop and walked towards my house. Ouch.. I forgot to throw the lunch!! Near my house there was a ground, I went there to throw out my lunch to avoid scoldings from my mom. Wen I went to tat ground a small gal ran from the house with a plate.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “akka akka.. pls put the food in dis plate” , she asked.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; The food was cooked in the morning. So I didn’t want her to eat tat.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “mm..err.. Actually.. the food was stale. U must not eat this” . I didn’t want to disappoint her. I took few coins from my purse and offered her.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “oh.. thank you so much.. but give tat food also. I will be grateful. I didn’t have my lunch yet.. I can keep dis money for tomorrow. Akka its not stale and all. Even it is not fresh no prob give it. Few days bak u threw food over here. I took it and ate. Tats y on seeing u I came running for food. Here afterwards don’t throw it down, I will be here only.. pls give it to me..”&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; “u wont go to school..??’, before she could answer me few more kids came running to share food with her. I walked away from there with tears. Tat afternoon I had lunch in A/c room with my frenz happily.. But still there are ppl who are starving in hunger and poverty. v had so many options to where to eat ..Ready to eat whatever they get. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S.: pls don’t waste food. If u feel tat u ve excess pls do share it with ppl who r in need. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-2566506767664851271?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/2566506767664851271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-waste-food.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2566506767664851271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2566506767664851271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-waste-food.html' title='Don’t waste food!!'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-2178438937477818066</id><published>2009-06-23T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T02:57:57.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Sybilla-scope :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Me waiting opposite to mash, bessy.. the usual place where our frenz will meet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my cellfone beeped with a txt msg from bhavana, "am near fruitshop will be there in 5 min.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B4 i cud reply "okiez..", she parked her i10 infront of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hiii d... where are the others??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"as usual they are late", me frowned..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh ho.. hmm r u alrite?? u still worrying abt the late DOJ(Date-of-joining) ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no no d.. hey its too crowded here.. shall v go for a walk??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hmm yea.. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us started walking towards Planet-yum.. she was telling abt her office and team mates..;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was too excited and dropped her cellfone... (dis must be 100th time 2day :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v bent down to take the fone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh.. a shining crystal ball was on the ground near the cellfone...i took it from there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"thank god, its working d", Bhav. She fixed it up with ease :) and turned bak to me and asked, "wats dis d?? Looking awesome" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both of us hurriedly grabbed the tag in it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though the ball is pretty and brand new, the tag was almost worn-out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the letters were faded, v tried hard and uttered, "SEE-BY-LAW-SCOPE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crystal ball made a giggling noise and said, "Its see-beel-la-scope". the voice was so pleasing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v got shocked on seeing this talking crystal ball and again bhav was abt to drop it in shock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ball continued, "eepodoKHEE Ero-men-ee... am a fortune teller, well ask me a question abt ur future i will answer.. and u got only one chance"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldn't believe wats happening and said,"hey some one must be making fun.. lets throw it away"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no no.. wats wrong in trying dis d.. ", bhav said eagerly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"but who gna try dis??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"of course its you..:P", and bhavana smirked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"noway am not interested in dis.. either u try or will throw it away"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then only me noticed tat the whole area around us is dark and only me and bhav standing with that glowing ball in our hand.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the crystal ball sounded anxiously."Ero-men-ee!! am no harm to you.. just go ahead".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i heard a female voice from a long distance, "Arul.. its almost late..." and the voice again faded away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally We decided to know abt my future..but wat question to ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"bhavana, shall i ask abt will there be any off campus soon??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ohhh shuddup d.. forget dis job, company and all... someday u gna work for a company.. y do u wanna know abt tat.. ask something intersting..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hmm.. will i ve luv marriage or arranged marriage ;);).. gud one rite??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hmmm.. someday u gna get married for sure... y do u wanna know whether its luv or arranged one?? heyyy... better ask with whom u gna end up?? wat say??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again the female voice repeated,"cant u hear me.. its late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided not to waste time in thinking.. so asked the crystal ball, "err..okay, tell me clearly with whom will i end up, tel me the name??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if possible address and phone number too.." bhav interrupted. "wats wrong in getting it d?? ",she smiled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me too agreed :P:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ball turned blue and started glowing again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pleasing voice from crystal ball asked,"Ero-men-ee!! have u had crush?? pls let me know the name of ur crush "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"err.. well.. actually.. its..", me stammered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tat female voice(not from the ball), sounded angrily,"Arul. will u please.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before tat voice faded, i told,"hmm.. kind of.. but i didnt remember the name"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bhavana smirked and pinched me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ball shooted out the next question,"wat u expect from ur partner??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again am running out of words,esply adjectives :P:P. Yup.. again the female voice reminded am late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i said,"Hmm.. loadz of affection"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bhav said,"loads of affection on whom d??.. u must ve mention tat na??"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the whole place is dark.. crystal ball turned off... in no time it glowed with white light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ero-men-ee... now see the face of the guy", the pleasing voice told..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i couldnt open my eyes, i struggled... its very blurred.. i tried hard to look at him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atlast i saw his eyes... it was very familiar one...his hand touched my forehead, i could feel the affection for him in his touch.. it must be the person i knew for many years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He called me, "Arul arul..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg!! the voice is too familiar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wiped my eyes and looked at him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey arul wake up.. its 8 o clock... u still sleeping???" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dad, is tat you??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who else will wake up u??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The female voice that was warning me sounded very near, "how long am shouting, cant u get up?? its very late...go get up and brush ur teeth"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i giggled at my mom and dad and went on searching my spectacles... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-2178438937477818066?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/2178438937477818066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/06/sybilla-scope-d-d.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2178438937477818066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2178438937477818066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/06/sybilla-scope-d-d.html' title='Sybilla-scope :D :D'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1206070851845202509.post-2778143274146713683</id><published>2009-06-17T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:46:49.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat NeXt??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.arthurdurkee.net/images/Candles0028w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 432px;" src="http://www.arthurdurkee.net/images/Candles0028w.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiya frenz,&lt;div&gt;this is my first blog :) its been long time am planning to write blogs.. cus of 2 reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Me finished my engg. and being so vetti at home :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Wanted to express my thoughts in words :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i really wanted to start with some happiest moments i ve had, but felt like sharing the Worst Sleepless nite in my life :(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. Its all cus of the mail i got on june 17th, 3:52 pm from CTS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well one small recap of how How ArulMozhi got into CTS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Till the age of 12, she didnt ve many big dreams or goals to achieve... she is one lucky kiddo for her dad.. always pampered by him!! For her the world is her DAD, she didnt even care abt others... Her Dad always wanted to c her in high position in society...so tat was her aim, motto or watever at tat time. she decided to study medicine... things were fine, her dad was happy with her high school results:):) then got her hr. sec results, it was not tat bad... but couldnt fullfill her  dream to becum a cardiologist :(... It was her biggest failure.. She cried and cried...Till tat she was one bold, non-fearing gal... 1st time she had 1000's of questions abt her future... And it all answered once she got admit in CEG :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Four years of engg... She had no idea abt engineering drawing, Programming, debugging,assessments, cgpa,on-campus,intern,Dream comapnies,blah-blah and all...Things were new...Somehow she managed...Ofcourse life was like heaven... though she had some pain, she got biggest support from her frenz.. they are her BiGgEsT AsSeRt :):) She understood the Real Meaning of friendship..learnt Loads and Loads of lessons thru only experience.. (cus she slept off in many theory classes :P) She found the other side of her life... the gal who not satisfied with 95% of marks in hr. sec. now being happy tat she is 7 ptr with no arrears in colg...One fine morning she had her 1st interview for CTS and she got thru it:) Her whole family was happy :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Okay, now cum bak to the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time 4 p.m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was totally shocked on seeing the mail from cts stating tat "you wud b joining Cognizant in one of the batches slated to join us in 2010".... Omg!! this time i got millions and millions of questions abt my future!! Wher did i go wrong?? Shud not ve chosen engg?? esply CSE??shud ve  got Placed in some other company??? wat will be my next move?? y i didnt opt for hr studies??... it was endless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to relax, but i couldn't... was restless...confirmed with my frens whether those who all placed in cts got the same mail.. Yup, there were no partiality ... :P:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then tuk my mobile fone and dialled the 10 digits, which i usually do when am tensed up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the phone sang, "Vizhi moodi yoosithal angeyum vandhai...", Its one of my all time fav, but not in the mood to listen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End: &lt;/b&gt;hoii..wassup??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Hey got mail from CTS!!:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: oh.. kewl.. wen they calling u d??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: wat?? ve they mentioned the date exactly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Nope, they sed early 2010.. tats it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: Lusi, no worries d.. cheer up!! CTS is not the only company u ve.. u can find someother job...And nobody gna say anything if u aint gng for job.. then y do u bother??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tats the fact which i very well knew.. but his word always boosted up my spirits..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: hmm.. yea... Arul can shine up in someother job too.. rite??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: yea yea.. wat doubt in tat..now u forget it.. me g2g.. talk u later buddy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;hmm k k!! cya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In few min, buzzing sound from gtalk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: hey u thr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; yea d.. got mail :( calling us 2010..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: hey come on.. y sad?? u can prep for ur dream colg LIBA.. got time to study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(again the fact which i knew, well she reminded when am suppose to remember it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; yea u r rite d:) will do tat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other End&lt;/b&gt;: All the Best d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still am not very clear abt wat is my next move.. Time 9 p.m.. My bro reached home.. he is the guy who always forget to speak kind words wen ppl are sad.. always with his usual facts and statistics.. (err.. i hate him for dis :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt;: hey had dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;nope.. am very sad.. doj for cts is in 2010.. no mood ve dinner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;he:&lt;/b&gt; wat?? for tat u skipping food?? u think only cts is ur life.. ve u ever knew how ppl struggle for food... u got all the comforts at home, u can very well improve ur knowledge at home... u got loads of stuffs to learn other than academics.. u think all r gng to job once they finished graduation.. noway.. y do u always think ppl above u alone?? jus think abt ppl roaming the nook and corner of cities in search of job... well u got offer letter atleast... so jus cum and ve ur dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; me&lt;/b&gt;: ( had no guts to oppose my bro.. so jus nodded)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad, mom and anna- all gave up 100's of alternatives for this 6 month.. But still confused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its time to sleep.. though i wanted to sleep, my inner soul kept pestering me... I was clueless abt wat to do next??  I tried to sleep by listening to my fav songs..(tats my usual habit).. I was asleep in few min but still music was on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"endha manidhan nenjukul kaayam illai sollungal.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uli thaangum karkal thaane man meedhu silai aagum....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaaruku illai porratam(struggle)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oru kanavu kandal adhu dhinam muyandral vazhvil nijamaagum" - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time 3 a.m... dunno how i got up?? and y i got up so early?? But those few lines repeated again and again in my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream was to fullfill my dad's dream.. he didnt force me to do medicine, engg or join cts... one thing he wanted is c to me in high position in society... y cant i achieve it in anyother field??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My god.. now i have Zillion's of answers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y not i can do tat by educating others?? ("Learn to lead"- tats wat my school taught me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y not i achieve it by doing service to humanity?? (thani manidhan oruvanuku unavu illaiyanil jagadhinai azhithidu--- tats my fav lines of bharathiyar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y not be an entrepreneur and give offers to 1000's of youngsters?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still ve all my frenz to support me, my dad encourage me, my bro to criticize me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am getting more and more tougher to meet the the toughest part of my life... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: ppl thanks for reading my blog. pls do comment ur views... and sorry if there are mistakes.. will do improve it :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1206070851845202509-2778143274146713683?l=gettingtougher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/feeds/2778143274146713683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wat-next.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2778143274146713683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1206070851845202509/posts/default/2778143274146713683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gettingtougher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wat-next.html' title='Wat NeXt??'/><author><name>Arul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010798556537157384</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/_Jl0uWCSBhxw/SjmmitMHryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sb-HZ86DVZY/S220/DSC03192.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
