Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Now Naana

"A cell phone ring during business hours in the Lok Sabha on Monday irked Speaker Somnath Chatterjee, who then launched an unsuccessful search for its owner. As the phone rang, Chatterjee asked whose phone it was and directed the owner to hand it over to the marshals. Although the marshals were walking up and down, no MP was seen handing over a phone to them" - Times of India

Memories of the ECE HoD at Shanmugha come flooding in now. What a man !

Tuesday, March 14, 2006


They should add walkover, side-arm, chucking, crossover, maidin over, one-pitch-one-hand, sada match-bet match...

Back !

This and this.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004


A six-hour shift cleaning tables, dishing out hamburgers and hauling out the garbage at $ 8 an hour, all night in an empty lab in a cold building wondering why a spread spectrum receiver wouldn't work the way you wanted to, four hour conference calls from a broken telephone, 1 am dinners, the first vacation in a snowy NYC, Greek Mathematicians, Russian TAs, A summer on the baywatch beach, Mrs.Catherine Zeta Jones Douglas - a wonderful person and a colleague, Job offer, Bus No.7, Mussaman Tofu, IMDB and Blockbuster Videos, shopping binge, India ahoy, Home sweet home, Meenambakkam blues, the vetti gumbal, Madras Pavilion, lazing in Houston, one Fall semester and graduation ....two and some fraction years later an optimistic self-confessed idealistic lazy procrastinator returns to Swades with a dream that as big as the hope in his heart.

He claims to know more about himself than when he set out, and oh yeah.. he also has a Masters degree. He knows he is Ignorant and Naive and in the hours of uncertainity he slips a Thank You note to Robert Frost for...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

( Courtesy " The Road Not Taken")

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

The Heroine?

They live next-door or in our very homes. Movies are not made and books are not written about them because they are not the women that the media has stereotyped. Neither do they come up with assorted complaints about the unfairness of life nor do they claim to have made the world a better place to live. They are heros in their own right.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

When fact meets fiction.. Scary !!

George Orwell must be laughing to himself. Every page of 1984 comes alive with "The Turkmenbashi"

Ps: Thanks to Nimbupani for the Guardian link

Saturday, October 23, 2004

Saturday Mornings and Personality Tests

Saturday mornings and email forwards catalyse personality tests. The result...

What am I like ?

Extroverted (E) 75% Introverted (I) 25%
Intuitive (N) 91% Sensing (S) 9%
Feeling (F) 60% Thinking (T) 40%
Perceiving (P) 77% Judging (J) 23%

So I am an
ENFP and I am an "Inspirer" ( !!! ???)

Who am I like ?

The result of this test was interesting and I took it again after a month just to make sure...and both times... the result was this
dude ... hmm... interesting !!!

Suggested careers for ENFP people like me.

Who and what do these tests say you are ?

I wish someone would give me a kick on the rearside and make me do better things than check out personality tests !!!

Virtual Acquaintance III

The ex-army truck driver Kissan Baburao 'Anna' Hazare and the villagers of Ralegan Siddhi

Sunday, October 17, 2004

Virtual Acquaintance II

Vandana Gopikumar and Vaishnavi Jayakumar are entrepreneurs and leaders if you want to call them that. The Banyan is good enough reason to know them.

Thursday, October 14, 2004

The Autograph

I don't collect autographs.

It must be close to 9PM. I am waiting with Chitappa outside the room where he is to come and meet people. It is the SIES School in Mumbai. The corridor was full of people, young and old alike waiting to meet him. The wait lasts 15 minutes. We walk in and he is drinking a cup of tea. Chitappa introduces himself and so do I . He smiles at us.

He: Enna padikara ?
Me: Engineering panren sir.
He: Good..enna field.. endha college?
Me: Electronics and Communication Engineering, Shanmugha College, Thanjavur
He: Thanjavur...Good.. Mumbai le enna panra?
Me: BARC le final year project panren sir, High energy Physics Divsion le..Image processing project.
He: Keep it up. Engineering apram enna panna pora? BARC join pannalame?

( Chitappa gives him a piece of paper and asks for his autograph)

Me: US le higher studies panna poren sir.

( He signs the piece of paper and chitappa gives him another piece of paper)

He: Good...higher studies mudicha apram thirumbi varanam. Varuve illa?
Me: Yes sir.... Kandippa

( He hands the second piece of paper to me )

He: All the best.
Me: Thank you sir.

I walk out with the piece of paper in my hand. My first and only autograph. Three years ago.

Today I don't know where that piece of paper is. I might have lost it. But I have lost only that piece of paper.

I still don't collect autographs.

Happy birthday dear Mr.President.