<?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-14365197</id><updated>2011-10-06T05:59:31.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENZZZZZZOIIIIIII.....</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is to LIVE.. live it to the Fulllllest ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-8167815724316798794</id><published>2010-06-20T21:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:08:23.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seethai mechum Raavanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/TB7xn42QMaI/AAAAAAAAGHE/3nqb-iN_Y8g/s1600/raavan1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485087063760974242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/TB7xn42QMaI/AAAAAAAAGHE/3nqb-iN_Y8g/s320/raavan1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinematography was excellent...started off by Manikandan and completed by Santhosh Sivan... was beyond words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vikram has done justice to his role both as Veera and as Dev. He has proved that apart from director bringing out the best, its totally upto the actor to excel in any role.. kudos to Chiyaaaan.. he has time and again proved he can perform even after a 'Kandasamy' !!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/TB7wo5KFjQI/AAAAAAAAGGs/hLIjpm8iHSk/s1600/raavan2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485085981512404226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/TB7wo5KFjQI/AAAAAAAAGGs/hLIjpm8iHSk/s320/raavan2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhishek has competed well against Vikram as 'Beera' but if you watch both the languages you will not be able to stop comparing how natural and effortless Vikram has performed the same role :-)...even though Abhi could off the natural look needed to be Beera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priyamani...though it was a short and swt role... the lovely looking damsel did absolute justice to the sister role....wonder why she doesnt get more tamil opportunities... maybe cos she looks too much of a next door girl, can talk well in tamil (main reason for her not getting lead roles) and can really dominate the screen against heroes on-screen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prithviraj... this eye candy surely looks his age when appearing on the same frame with Aish ;-).......but when it comes to acting.. once again Vikram has shown way more maturity as "Dev" compared to Prithvi. The simple scene where "Dev" learns that Ragini has been kidnapped says it all. Well there is not much one can do when competing against a veteran like Vikram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music...sounds better in hindi.. lyrics in tamil do not blend that well.. there are instances where the songs make u feel like you are watching a dubbed movie. Singer Karthik stole the limelight in both the languages :-)... ARR BGM rocks !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish... green eyes, fair skinned, gorgeous costumes...that's about it. I do not see any value being added by her to that role other than her "natural" features. Aish seemed to fit better in hindi though her dubbing voice in tamil seemed way too irritating....its high time she learned to act ( ouchhhhh). I could not help but constantly think of other actresses to replace her in this role. I almost screamed when I could recall the beautiful Vidya Balan.... ( enna Mani sir... marandhuteengala ;-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others.. Govinda sticks to your heart in the same role compared to Karthik and Prabhu was better compared to his hindi counter part... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dialogs in tamil version in certain places made it feel like a dubbed movie. Suhasini's attempt to write did not work AT ALL....esp her attempts to sound like Manirathnam movie dialogs :-)..... made it only worse.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall... thanks to the cinematographers for a visual treat !! (2.5/5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-8167815724316798794?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/8167815724316798794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=8167815724316798794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/8167815724316798794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/8167815724316798794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2010/06/seethai-mechum-raavanan.html' title='Seethai mechum Raavanan'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/TB7xn42QMaI/AAAAAAAAGHE/3nqb-iN_Y8g/s72-c/raavan1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-2219494265874231047</id><published>2009-06-21T19:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:11:12.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutrum bhoomi surungudhey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Naaah.. its not an astro-physics blog post. Its about the addictive concept of social networking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To name a few orkut,bebo , myspace, 51.com, friendster, skyrock , hi5, youtube, linkedin,facebook, twitter.. the list seems endless.  All of them is trying to serve one purpose, to connect their individual life into other person's world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; People no longer seem to have time to stop by for a coffee to catch up with an old friend. They simply login to facebook or follow their friend on twitter. Mobile space has quickly caught up to this trend and serves as a cyber 'cafe' to login to your account and to get upto the minute update about the other person's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though am part of the networking crowd, I do have mixed views about this concept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard parents anxiety about how their kids no longer know to write proper english sentences with grammar, punctuations and spelling. I have seen gran-parents trying to setup facebook accounts to get updates from their 'grand-kids'.  Can you believe this? Old people are forced to adapt to social networking to stay in touch with their family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from all this, these sites publish your day-to-day life to the world viz your friend list and their friends (depending on your privacy settings).  The friend list starts out to be the small group you are interacting with which then expands out to all the long lost friends from school, high-school, college, grad-school and work place. Its fun and exciting to begin with but after the usual small talk in parties you have to move onto the next guest. The same happens after the usual 'hello's and how are you' in social networks too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not the same tween-ager nor the same naughty school boy anymore. Things change around you, life changes your ways and habits and make you a different person but people from your past might not really know the new 'you' and there are surprises for all followed usually with comments that are seen even by your boss who is now 'connected' to you. Ouch... do you really want your boss to know what you did at your prom night or when you had your 'weed' experience (or) did your ever imagine your once gorgeous high school sweet-heart updating her status as to how much she misses dancing with you ;-)? Naaah.. i guess not... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last stab to this is the twitter world.Its popularity is growing by leaps and bounds. Being a blogger myself, the concept of mini-blogging is very enticing. However anybody can follow anybody. An average person only tweets about once in his lifetime ie. once in 74 days. The tweeter usually likes to follow others lives but not really publish his own. It has its pro's and con's but nobody can deny the pandora tweet-box it opens to the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;World shrinks n brings people close but how close is close enough to still have your privacy in check ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/14365197-2219494265874231047?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/2219494265874231047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=2219494265874231047&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/2219494265874231047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/2219494265874231047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2009/06/sutrum-bhoomi-surungudhey.html' title='Sutrum bhoomi surungudhey'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-7447202425855658132</id><published>2009-01-12T12:20:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:35:02.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oru thuli visham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  The study of humans are ever fascinating. One of my favourite hobbies when I travel and don't have a book handy to kill time is to look around at the different people and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; end up wondering what kind of a person they might be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my earlier blog post, I have spoken about first impressions. But there is more to first impressions. Well you might like someone after spending considerable amount of time getting to know them and the first impression of them could be erased from your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also over time, I learnt there was more to impressions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To err is human and I'm no exception to that. My personal experience with one person had formed some kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-set aversion to one sect of people ( I swear this is not a racist feeling .. but let's just call them a 'sect' for reference).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually end up having healthy arguments with a friend and I ended up realizing as to how one person's behavior has caused this aversion in my mind towards that entire sect. I was not willing at first to lose my side of the argument. Slowly I began to see how true my friend's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt; was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One person does not represent the entire sect of people. His actions, reactions, social conduct etc etc only speaks for himself but not for his entire sect. He only portrays his attitude to society but does spoil the reputation of the entire sect he represents. I wonder how many others have been hurt like me through him that they just form hatred and alienate that 'sect' of people from their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can think of many more examples in which we spoil things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;for the&lt;/span&gt; society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic example : This country(USA) gives a wonderful opportunity for shoppers to buy stuff they need, take it home and then return it if for some reason their purchase is not suitable for their needs. A small percentage of the country's population has misused this luxury, that retailers have changed their exchange policy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, even if a person genuinely wants to return an electronic item to the store cause it did not satisfy his needs @ home loses 15% of the cost of the item when he returns it. He is now being punished for the people who exploited this luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thuli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;visham&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unavil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kalandalum&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;adhu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;anaivaraiyum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kollum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;enbathai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ninaivil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kondu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;varum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;santhathikku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nallathor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ulagam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;padaipom&lt;/span&gt;  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-7447202425855658132?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/7447202425855658132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=7447202425855658132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/7447202425855658132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/7447202425855658132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2009/01/oru-thuli-visham.html' title='Oru thuli visham'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-5156005022739299027</id><published>2009-01-12T12:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:21:24.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New year 2009 !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all of you a Happy, healthy and prosperous New year 2009 :-) !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no write...my frequency to writing blog post has reduced and my frquency to read blogs have come to a STOP sign. Busy life, changing interests, and new things happening around me has forced a NOT so regular person like me and some of my friends' blog to this state :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with this new yr, though am not a person who  takes resolutions, I would like to write once in a while :-). &lt;br /&gt;tata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;sukku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-5156005022739299027?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/5156005022739299027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=5156005022739299027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/5156005022739299027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/5156005022739299027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New year 2009 !!'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-1412914916816609167</id><published>2007-08-27T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:22:47.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will ya score tonite?</title><content type='html'>Note : This posting might not be for 'single' people... hehehe.. however I can see some ppl warming up to read the post that follows... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the Marriage post, I would like to share another thought passed to me from somebody famous :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good are you in Math?A set theory diagram. Let the 2 squares be the 2 people getting together in marriage. The red here is the discomfort zone and the colorful part is the comfort zone. For different people, these boundaries vary. As part of marriage when 2 people start to communicate to one another, we have to understand the other person's comfort zone. Rather than having your expectations in mind, you should be verbal in expressing it in a positive manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the person has more of the red zone within them, it is more tactics we require to communicate to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RtL1rEc-HoI/AAAAAAAAABw/9RBqrj3PBaw/s1600-h/set_theory.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RtL1rEc-HoI/AAAAAAAAABw/9RBqrj3PBaw/s320/set_theory.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103411448042626690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What happens when you don't communicate properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person with the more RED zone gets hurt easily. This person eventually builds up a 'Hurt' System within them. Once this hurt system is built strong enough, the person's DEFENSIVE mechanism sets out ..smthing like an Auto pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about scoring, everytime you do something, the other person keeps a score of your actions. A time comes when there is the part called "Settling Scores". This is when the auto-pilot starts settling scores. Sometimes we also hurt the other person's family members in this process of settling scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the person who spoke about this humorously quoted as to how different the woman keeps score as compared to a man. He said " when you dont take her to her favorite restaurant, she gives you a minus 100 whereas a vacation to Florida could get you only a plus 1." The woman settles her score when his folks are in town and when her folks are visiting, he takes his revenge.&lt;br /&gt;He suggested that the best way to avoid "Scoring" in a negative figure is to try to understand the other person's priorities and try to show interest in the other person's priorities. This can indirectly show how much you care for that person. Also a healthy discussion about a common family goal with periodical re-evaluation of priority can also be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also quoted that in the bond called marriage " a woman usually looks for affection and care. She is not really bothered about being understood as it might be impossible task for a man to do that. On the other hand, the man wants to be understood rather than affection and care".  This might be contrary to my previous ( way to earlier) post that the man looks for affection in his wife ie. he searches for a second mom in his wife. I guess that is still valid but here we are concentrating on the priority. The man in the long run wants to be better understood by his wife and the affection/care will follow in the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sharing the above thought with you all, could also help me analyze how much I understood that person's discourse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now you decide.. will ya score tonite? ;-).... make sure the score is positive.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-1412914916816609167?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/1412914916816609167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=1412914916816609167&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/1412914916816609167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/1412914916816609167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/08/will-ya-score-tonite.html' title='Will ya score tonite?'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RtL1rEc-HoI/AAAAAAAAABw/9RBqrj3PBaw/s72-c/set_theory.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-4637768502234358213</id><published>2007-08-26T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:56:09.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>First of all... I dedicate this post to all my friends who have got married in the last one year. I guess its been an eventful year for all the wedding hall owners &amp; other wedding contractors coz I know a whole bunch of my friends have given good business to this sector in the last year incl me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As far as I know marriage is a happy ceremony. It is usually performed to announce to the world the joyful binding of 2 people into a holy relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, Y is that the path to get to this point so difficult for so many of us? Be it arranged or self-arranged, the time it takes to clear all our hurdles to get to the point of announcing D day is time &amp; energy consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an arranged marriage, there are so many considerations that come into picture. Based on the level of importance the ones irrespective of religion are : Family background, the education of the groom/bride, wealth &amp;amp; status in society.  More specifically to some community the Horo(R)scope plays an important role.  The parents have a set of  expectations and the kids have their own set of expectations on their 'to be' better half. I would state that unless the kid is fine tuned to the same mindset of the parents, it is more likely that the about "sets" of expectations do not MATCH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part here again is that, when the kid likes a 'prospective', parents have a stronger weapon called "horrorscope" matching. This concept has served as an Armour for the parents who do not like that 'Prospective'. Also the kid who accepts this conditional approval of getting 'horrorscope' matched in order to get engaged to his/her 'preferred prospective' is highly subjected to an emotional blackmail which means out of "jeem boom baaah"... the good news (to the parent) is that the above favored person can never be their prospective 'in law' &amp; the better news is that their 'boom boom' kid had just lost his/her "conditional approval" to a complete dismissal. Is it so difficult to accept the fact for a parent that their kid can like a person and would want to live with the person for the rest of their lives but just the EGO within the parent to accept his kid's choice could completely bury the desire????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW... its an amazing day-to-day practice which a lot of people are actually living through. This example until today I was able to relate to only for a "self arranged" marriage proposal. Today, I got to know that even if the marriage is arranged and if the kid shows interest towards a particular "prospective" identified by the parent, this issue still exists. So it is not the Parent's SOCIETAL fear to accept a self-arranged marriage that makes them to reject a person but their EGO that actually makes them behave so. We constantly think that the world is moving towards a more 'open minded' social set up but I guess there are still people who enforce these stringent choices to their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have seen many parents cribbing about how it took them years to find the perfect  'spouse' for their kid. The actual fact being, they took so much time to either finally accept that no 'prospective' is actually a perfect glove to their kid's hands, either they had to alter some parts of  'their' found glove to fit the kid's hands or totally hand over the credit card to their kid to make their own purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the parents ever realize that their kid telling them "You find me anybody you like" could have a meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh my god....I have spent enough time with you and your list of prospectives, some cases where I have warmed up a little bit with the prospective bride/groom to scare you and make you back out n reject that proposal, some other cases where you have been totally impressed with everything else but I did not want to take a second look at that proposal. Finally I think I have had enough cribbing from you about the number of proposals you have been seeing for me, the amount of money you have spent on horoscope matching and also the complaint about how indecisive your kid is with this whole thing or how unlucky you have been with the groom/bride search and reached a point to say - this is it.. I have had enough and have spent too much of my valuable part of my 'single' life worrying about whom I would bring home after my next trip from home as my better half that I'm ready to finally say this magical line of  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You find(or is it FINE) me anybody you like and I shall marry that person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I would like to stress that Marriage is a happy thing in every one of our lives. As parents, all of them are concerned about their kid's lives but the few months/years you spend with them is never worth the lifetime your kid spends with his/her better half. As a person we have adjusted to the people God has presented to us during our course of life, like our siblings, our teachers, our colleagues but we are allowed to choose our friends. We would also like to have more choices than just  the friends we choose. Would you say Yes or No? If you had said Yes, then how about adding a spouse to that list? To give this same liberty to your kid, Y dont you let your kid choose their spouse too? You could guide them in this process but not force your choice down their throat. Maybe some of us reading this post take the courage to share this to his or her parent and forward them this article if u r in similar situation or try to follow this when it comes to your younger sibling or in later yrs.. with your kid :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get to D date with little effort and more joy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-4637768502234358213?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/4637768502234358213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=4637768502234358213&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/4637768502234358213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/4637768502234358213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/08/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-5732649662875902764</id><published>2007-08-26T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:49:46.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bammmmm...</title><content type='html'>Nice new look to the blog  with a simple template change by this non IT person...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Its been a lonnnnnnng time n am hoping to get back to some active blogging... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   tata&lt;br /&gt;   sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-5732649662875902764?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/5732649662875902764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=5732649662875902764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/5732649662875902764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/5732649662875902764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/08/bammmmm.html' title='Bammmmm...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-7254737855986366156</id><published>2007-04-03T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:22:47.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idhu nalla koothu</title><content type='html'>Though not a big cricket fan, I did feel the team let us down this time in World cup. Having an ardent cricket team fan by your side does force you to watch little glimpses of the 'Gaala-aatam' n the aftermath 'galaata'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049431668994761714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RhMvWZQKY_I/AAAAAAAAABA/U5qX6ubb4_E/s320/indian_team.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chk this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://content-www.cricinfo.com/india/content/current/story/288710.html"&gt;http://content-www.cricinfo.com/india/content/current/story/288710.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody has to be the scape goat and here, our most experienced player blames the coach and captain to protect their skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly disappointing to note that they let down the belief of sooo many millions of people without winning against a team who lost to other countries but looked down on Indian team March 23, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many articles about how the 'Superbowl' caused revenue loss for companies in US. Did someone do a survey on the Production loss for March 23, 2007 with so many s/w programmers falling sick or working from home on the same date????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Something has to be done about the team' is the slogan in every single cricket fan's thought at this point of time. How about dissolving the team and getting in a new set of people? This should become a 'rule' so that the players attitude will only be to WIN and not to ponder about whom to blame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;br /&gt;PS: Courtesy of pics from gooooooogle though collage was done by the author ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-7254737855986366156?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/7254737855986366156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=7254737855986366156&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/7254737855986366156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/7254737855986366156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/04/idhu-nalla-koothu.html' title='Idhu nalla koothu'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RhMvWZQKY_I/AAAAAAAAABA/U5qX6ubb4_E/s72-c/indian_team.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-4049564816097693812</id><published>2007-04-02T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:22:48.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidences could kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RhFfco3_JfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xIjFq-62ToI/s1600-h/girl_teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048921602872255986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RhFfco3_JfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xIjFq-62ToI/s320/girl_teacher.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have the 'Deja-vu' feeling when I see someone new. I would keep repeating that I have seen that person elsewhere and their face looks familiar. Many a times, I would be able to justify it by explaining it that they resembled someone and sometimes it would have been one of those frequent faces we often see but do not communicate with. When you come across such a person in a entirely new place or time other than the usual places we run into, I noticed that I got that 'deja-vu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every one of us might have come across the various coincidences in our lives. Some could be mere ones which we might not even bother to ponder about but some could 'kill'. I was googling about coincidences where I found a website which had narrations about people's experiences. Some were really stupid which I could not relate as coincidences but some were really spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the weird ones I know was, I had a neighbour who had a boy friend. She was not very close to me as she was a couple of years older than me. For weird reasons which nobody other than she could come up with, she broke up with him and married another guy. Everybody including her own brother felt that she had been unfair to her boyfriend by dumping him in such a cruel manner. After her marriage, her brother came to know that her husband's bday falls on the the previous date to her boy friend. This literally made her feel guilty every year. She once burst out to her brother about how guilty she felt when she shopped for her husband for his bday. This rare coincidence awoke her consciousness and almost killed her happiness. Strange enough her boyfriend met his fiancee on her bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These small coincidences makes the wound to burn deeper inside their hearts and doesnt allow it to heel even with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my deja-vu is still indicating me something weird since today morning and am searching my memory as to why :-??. Did I miss something here ???? For some strange reason I remembered the above coincidence. Did the above co-incidence occur in the movie I watched recently? Hehe.. I would not be surprised if a tamil movie comes out with the above story. Writing this as blog would probably avoid my DejaVu when I watch that movie in futur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-4049564816097693812?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/4049564816097693812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=4049564816097693812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/4049564816097693812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/4049564816097693812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/04/coincidences-could-kill.html' title='Coincidences could kill'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eKcubZV44YQ/RhFfco3_JfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xIjFq-62ToI/s72-c/girl_teacher.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-810255092526443306</id><published>2007-03-04T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:36:23.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vazhiyinil Tholaithaayey</title><content type='html'>Have you ever experienced possessing certain qualities within you which you think you have lost over time??? Have you realized later that people around you and the experiences they made you walk through has unknowingly killed those beautiful qualities you have had in you so long ago? Well take a self analysis.... go back in years and start thinking about your innocent years of life. Think about the same you today. Think about the good qualities you possessed during your innocent years and how and the cause of whom you lost them today? I was shocked to bump into an ol' friend who has changed so much. After all  these years I noticed that she has lost some of the wonderful qualities that marked her special. This was due to one bitter experience in her life. Though she is still the same wonderful person, her expressiveness has changed completely. She does not react to loving words and looks lost. I thoroughly understand the pain she has gone through in her life but would always love to see her back in her old cheerful friendly talkative mood she has always been. Her helpful caring nature still exists but she doesnt volunteer to help people like she used to. She doesnt care about others and she has lost that 'unconditional' quality. Looking at her I heard a song ringing in my ears.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-810255092526443306?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/810255092526443306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=810255092526443306&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/810255092526443306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/810255092526443306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/03/vazhiyinil-tholaithaayey.html' title='Vazhiyinil Tholaithaayey'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-1126430673840442140</id><published>2007-03-01T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:47:50.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time I turned to this site. Its been linked to my orkut profile and also to my gmail but I have been busy with so many other things that I have not had a thought to write I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all you guys are doing well......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be bloggin once again ...starting soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-1126430673840442140?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/1126430673840442140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=1126430673840442140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/1126430673840442140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/1126430673840442140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-115814033853618457</id><published>2006-09-13T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:39:47.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillenra Kadhal..Jyo enra kalyanam</title><content type='html'>Dum dum dum !!!!!!!! @ last.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/thaali_sur_jyo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/thaali_sur_jyo.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city was captivated with the preparations of the most awaited Surya Jyothika wedding. The love that has been nourished by these two loving hearts grew its roots deep to end up in a Happy ending wedding. Yet again the actor had made his father proud,  in making him  head this occassion in a pompous manner and we can see our bold n beautiful Jyo feeling shy n coy in her wedding dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/23562399.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/23562399.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been one of the person, wanting to see this pair get happily married and am really happy for both of them. I salute to their commitment towards one another, congradulate both of them in how they have encouraged themselves to ladder up in their career and also how they have waited to get married with everybody's nod ( which is only the groom's dad am sure)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to the lovely couple and crossing my fingers for a life full of togetherness to my all time fav cute couple.. SURYA AND JYO... Big bear hugs to both of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/surya_jyo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/surya_jyo.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-115814033853618457?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/115814033853618457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=115814033853618457&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/115814033853618457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/115814033853618457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/09/jillenra-kadhaljyo-enra-kalyanam.html' title='Jillenra Kadhal..Jyo enra kalyanam'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-115671510869580347</id><published>2006-08-27T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:45:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marandhey pochu :-(</title><content type='html'>After months when I got the message from "Priyum" did I realize how long it has been that I wrote my last post. Monotonous life and busy job schedule made me completely isolate self from the blog world. Also the tool called orkut is my fav past time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all who have been wondering how my vacation was... well.. I never made it :-(... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all of you are doing well and I will try to write more often from now ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-115671510869580347?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/115671510869580347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=115671510869580347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/115671510869580347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/115671510869580347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/08/marandhey-pochu.html' title='Marandhey pochu :-('/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114842695051339203</id><published>2006-05-23T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:29:27.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manam virumbhum mannam :-)</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you I was busy with the search??? Believe me, I never thought this was going to be so painful. It took me almost a week to decide what I wanted. At last...thank all my lucky stars....I got what I wanted :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Paint the town in pink' is the untold rule in the family.The excitement grows uncontrollably to reach the sky. You are the celebrity at home and people shower you with all that you can ask for :-). You are the most wanted person for that span of 'celebration time'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Waiting to meet all your friends and family, hugs n swt kisses from your lil cousins...(oh my god.. they are all grown up to become teen agers soon !!!) n many more new surprises to come.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Its the time to be rejoiced..a happy vacation back to your home country is all that I want this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/india_map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/india_map.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manam virumbhum mannam... ennadhu mannin mannam :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114842695051339203?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114842695051339203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114842695051339203&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114842695051339203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114842695051339203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/05/manam-virumbhum-mannam_23.html' title='Manam virumbhum mannam :-)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114790464069837010</id><published>2006-05-17T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:50:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thudikkum thuligal</title><content type='html'>The days have been fairly busy and with not much happening in life, could not think of a topic to scribble about. Moreover the time I used to spend with blog reading has reduced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What am I doing with all the free time I used to have... well interests have changed into other new spheres and I have started reading books and watching documentaries ( hehehe.. the movies I watch are close to being called this way).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the other biggest time killer... is guess what .. orkut. This just eats away my time when I log in. Im sure a lot of people would be using this but for me its more of a boon in disguise. I got to contact a lot of my lost friends with this community and also made a couple of new friends. Its fun to see people scrapping more than chatting. Well for a fact, many of the offices do not allow chat softwares to be installed and that has been filled in by the scraps of orkut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last but not the least.. with the weather getting nice and pleasant out here, why would anybody wants to sit in front of the internet? Its bright outside until almost 9 pm. Outdoor games, the ever green parks, and nice long walks in the pleasant weather eats up all my time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Time flies and within a wink of the eye and almost its been a month I posted in my blog. Howmuch ever we try to have more spare time and do a lot of activities, spend time with your loved ones, this time is just not enough... it never stops to beat for anybody..... well.. my recent learnin exp ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idhyathai vida medhuvaaga thudithaalum enrum ayaraadhu THUDIKKUM indha THULLIGAL namadhu tharunagalai mella vizhungukiradhu...ovvuru iniya thuliyaiyum mella pathithu sellum naam enrum solla ninaipadhai thalli poda koodathu.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all seems like yest, the last time I spoke to my friend was almost 2 yrs ago. He was always a bubbly guy and an intelligent chap. Busy lives and the distance made us to really drift apart. The last time I heard  about him was that he got married. I was determined to fight with him when I go to India this time for not letting me know about it. Jus a few days back I got to knw that he died in an accident. The mock anger which I had for him, the quarrel I had planned to have with him and then was planning to tease him to the core ;-)... all this had to be done only in my dreams now. I would never be able to do all this now. I could have emailed him but I thought I would postpone it till I go to india this time. I felt really terrible for letting myself wait this stupidly to hear the horrifying news. I wish I could be there to console his family though nothing could give that wonderful guy back to them. May his soul rest in peace. I surely miss a good friend, mentor, a wonderful coll sr ...and wish all this was a dream from which I would want to wake up from... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114790464069837010?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114790464069837010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114790464069837010&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114790464069837010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114790464069837010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/05/thudikkum-thuligal.html' title='Thudikkum thuligal'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114498891047959203</id><published>2006-04-13T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T09:23:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaaraai Viya-ka Vaikka :-)</title><content type='html'>Anavarukkum Enadhu... Tamizh puthaaandu Nalvazthukkal :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;இனிய தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள்&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114498891047959203?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114498891047959203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114498891047959203&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114498891047959203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114498891047959203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/04/vaaraai-viya-ka-vaikka.html' title='Vaaraai Viya-ka Vaikka :-)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114386291436245020</id><published>2006-03-31T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:50:58.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oru naalil oru varudam parisadaithen :-)</title><content type='html'>First of all I would like to thank all my friends, my fellow bloggers, family and many more people who wished me on my b'day :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well one day changes your age by one number snatching away the smaller number u r currently holdin :-) At certain stages in your life you could be happy on growing old.. at certain stage u r lil shy to tell ur age out.. and over a couple of yrs later .. u just stop counting :-D...not that u dont want to...just that u dont want to hurt others by telln them..sm of us might shock others.. sm might end up shocking ourselves ;-)..lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another strange thing.. i have noticed.. least for me.. I have only a handful of them who have been wishing me consistently over years.. but there are some people who might b wishing u this yr.. but over yrs.. u might lose touch with them.... for all those who still remem my spl day but cud not reach me... I still realize ur gud wishes are always with me..n I wud thank all those ppl for all those untold wishes :-).... (i do miss hearn ur wishes in ur own voices though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange as I already said...one day gains the big prize of one year to your age :-)... jus that unique date is different for all of us.. so there are 365 magic days ..each one of us havn diff magical dates.. but just one day in the year gains all of us an additional year.. that's jan 1st ....romba kadi pottuteno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again.. thank you for all ur wishes.. me esc for another wild party ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114386291436245020?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114386291436245020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114386291436245020&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114386291436245020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114386291436245020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/03/oru-naalil-oru-varudam-parisadaithen.html' title='Oru naalil oru varudam parisadaithen :-)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114344419290099445</id><published>2006-03-26T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:23:12.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manathavippu</title><content type='html'>Getting into the blog world helped me in one time when I felt really lonely. It brought to me a whole new world of friends. F.R.I.E.N.D.S. from different parts of the world. Some of the new acquitances helped me in getting to know a lot of other old lost contacts too :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I really enjoy and wait for updates in some of the bloggers blogs. This is not to race anybody else and to post a comment but just cos I really enjoy their blogs..One such blog is murali's &lt;a href="http://swara.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The first time when I read his blog I misread Manapathippu as Manathavippu...but I really feel Manathavippu makes more sense. His voice is really amazing. Their is some magic in SPB's voice. This guy tries to bring in that magical effect. He sings malayalam songs too. Though I dont understand the language, Im one of the admirer of that nasal lingo (jus the lingo??? ;-))....In some songs he brings in the effects of Yesudas and in some it is SPB. I was amazed to learn the guy's interest in music without a formal education in music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is specially dedicated to his magical voice : Murali every time we hear your voice.. it is not just a Manapathippu ( not just a memory note we make).. but it is a Manathavippu (some stirred up emotions) which only magical voices and music can bring on any individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114344419290099445?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114344419290099445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114344419290099445&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114344419290099445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114344419290099445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/03/manathavippu.html' title='Manathavippu'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114258091079150873</id><published>2006-03-16T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:25:05.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manam Magizhuthu</title><content type='html'>For people who know me pretty well or rather for people who read my blog regularly, Im sure you all must be aware that I love to have friends and get really excited when Im with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got a chance to get in touch with 3 of my school mates today. Got emails from 2 of them.. its been almost 9 yrs and the third one, I got a chance to talk to her after 7 yrs... wow... its such a wonderful feeling you get when you talk to them.. something runs inside your body which makes u really really jump with energy...transforms your voice into a charged music...wow...its so unexplainable... I really have no words to explain it out.. but would love to discuss this with a neuro to find out.. why our body goes through such emotions.... Am so damn excited to hear all the missing year stories about their lives and all the new things happening to them. Most of them are in the transition of their marital status, some of them are relocating cities or even countries and some of them are hopping jobs.  The best part is that, the missing years have cultivated more fondness in our hearts and makes us recall our forgotten faces  and names of our fellow class mates as though we are about to win a million $$$ if we recall their names.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also .. late in the night.. got a chance to catch up with another friend after almost 8 months..though our conversation started with a bitter note over yahooo... we gradually... tried to fill the gap mutually..we did talk a lil n fight a lil or rather tease a lil ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. after a long time.. I was happy to be able to communicate to some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I still have something lacking.. behing the back of my mind.. am still searching for some other friends of my past.. whom I would love to catch up with ... but have no idea how to locate them :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114258091079150873?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114258091079150873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114258091079150873&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114258091079150873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114258091079150873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/03/manam-magizhuthu.html' title='Manam Magizhuthu'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114185881671663243</id><published>2006-03-08T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:07:00.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Therthendukka  vaaippu(gal??)</title><content type='html'>Back on track !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have so many choices in front of us for so many different things in our lives. Starting from the tooth brush to toilet tissues to almost everything we have so many different choices to pick up from. This portrays active competition. This also has brought an enormous growth to visual media and ad-world. Different thinking and peculiar yet interesting ideas from the young minds of ad film makers to show the best of their product to this world. Many of us would love to watch the commercials played on the TV rather than the actual Soap. Well one thing is we cannot directly attack a product's name in India whereas in US we can actually do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what are the other things that we shop for and find having so many choices? Well for sure,  your field of education is somethign you can shop and choose from. This again has been limited with the COUNSELLING policy in India ( Tamil nadu esp). Again, how many of us get our choices to choose from when we have job offers ??$$$$$$?? More than the profile on which we want to work it is the sign in between the Q marks that change the path of our careers as we move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again another thing we can choose for.. is our friends. We might meet so many different kinds of people when we move from home for work or study. Not everybody can be nerdy to spend all their time alone. There are still normal people like me out there to hunt for good friends. Talking to anybody and everybody in an amicable manner is a habit you can develop. It is not tough if you are really not so picky. At the same time, you really dont feel like sharing your personal life or problems or ideas with any random person. Human nature is to pick and choose the person they are most comfortable with to become friends with. This usually takes some time..maybe a few hours to a few days to a few weeks depending on the nature of the individual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are so many choices out there, we really find ourselves needlessly spending a lot of time thinking and analysing wht to choose and shop for...be it for friends... to studies .... to job.. to car.. to apartments for rent or buying to almost everything...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just wondering how many of the choices you make can be changed when you really think you made a wrong choice the first time??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more confused you are the more you wish you were as happy as this cute one is out here !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/babies8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/babies8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN YOU BE MORE HAPPIER THAN THIS CUTE ONE ?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114185881671663243?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114185881671663243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114185881671663243&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114185881671663243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114185881671663243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/03/therthendukka-vaaippugal.html' title='Therthendukka  vaaippu(gal??)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-114136959971886802</id><published>2006-03-02T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:06:39.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indha naal !@!$@!$#@%#@%??????</title><content type='html'>Ippo ellarumey hibernation announce pannitu thaan blog-leave podaraanga... aaana naan idhulayum konjam somberi...sollama leave eduthuten.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ovvoru naalum Iniya naalaga irukkanumnu thaan ninaikarom....adhey pola thaan innaikkum ennoda naal arambichudhu...arai thookathula ezhunthu...paadhi thookathula shower adiyila nanaidha appuram thaan muzhithen..... 'ada paavigala...indha kuliril... pachai thanni thaan varudhu'....2 mins maggi fan pola dress maathi.. bus kku lateaaa apdinu yosichukittey oru car mela modhina... luckily was my colleague...hopped in n got out at parking lot...man.. another day in office... huh!@!#@!$#!@... poi system on panni login panna.. good news.....thaathukku pudhu velainu oru offline message n post vera....adha paarthu congradulate panni..mail chk panna...totally mood off agura maathiri oru email....MAIL MAKES UR DAY MOST UNFORGETTABLE - mar 2,2006 :-)......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Indha naal... iniya naal thaana??? oru nalla news..innoru...upset pannura news...meedhi naal poora.. naanum ennoda mind wandering smwhere else...well too many nostalgic memories... making me more homesick than ever before...been homesick for a couple of days now.. but today the feeling was different...need for the support n warmth of the home when i physically don't wanna go home :-(...friends are always there to b ur backup... but how much does everybody know whts running behind the face that smiles ?????? well..nywayz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-114136959971886802?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/114136959971886802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=114136959971886802&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114136959971886802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/114136959971886802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/03/indha-naal.html' title='Indha naal !@!$@!$#@%#@%??????'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113969398193787512</id><published>2006-02-11T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:46:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaatriniley patri kollum kaadhal</title><content type='html'>I know it has been quite sometime I posted some of my actual blabbering. I have been posting movie review and collage for the past 2 posts. But well, looks like I have attracted quite a few females to visit n comment.. thanks to surya :-).... Okay.. now for yet another 'sensitive' blabbering.. here i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well..love is in the air.. as we are approaching yet another V day :-). I realized that it was the month of feb the day Starbucks filled its store with goodies in pink..( i always associated love with RED...looks like starbucks thinks different :-P))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I recall till the year 2000, I dont think V day was celebrated this elaborately in India, but now I think it is given more importance than in US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do we really need one day to celebrate LOVE? I dont think this is necessary. I thught if you love someone a LOT.. all 365 -24/7 should be celebration of LOVE.... (enna da.. naan sollaradhu seri thaaney???;-)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/secretcupidnikol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/secretcupidnikol.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples have their own special dates ( the day they proposed..) and married ones have their own anniversary's to recall n celebrate which is kinda unique for them.. Then.. why do we need a Special day? Is it true that lot of people wait till this day to propose?? I dnt thnk so.. If you dont propose at the right time n date you might miss the bus.. well in that case.. y wud anyone want to wait till this ufdate???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing is.. Do everyone who love really end up in marriage? Then why do people go for such relationships for the heck of it? Just the fact that you dont have someone to gift or get gift from on this V day is not a good reason to fall in love. I think love for a person who does not belong to your family is something which has to be unique and has to be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last question which haunts me is... people who do not end up marrying the person they love.. do they really forget their past love?? How true are they to their spouse's in claiming that they have forgotten their past passion.. and HOW ON earth are they able to do it?? This is quite an unsolved puzzle for me.. when I observe people around me.... Sometimes I feel we act more like wild animals rather than people who have the capacity to think rationally :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to all the couples out there who are planning swt surprises.. wishing you all a happy Valentine's day.. and good luck to get married to the ones u love... to all married people out there.. good luck with your long life together.. n to all singles out there... Wait for your chance to be on the other side of the grass.... which looks greener now.. until u cross the river to be on that side and be envious of your single junior's :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113969398193787512?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113969398193787512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113969398193787512&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113969398193787512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113969398193787512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/02/kaatriniley-patri-kollum-kaadhal.html' title='Kaatriniley patri kollum kaadhal'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113938697840533243</id><published>2006-02-08T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:25:15.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kolluthey un kangal ;-)</title><content type='html'>After a long time, I tried my hands on scrap-bookk work with my paint brush staring into the most attractive pair of eyes.. n then decided to share it with all those jollies out there :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/surya_poster_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 5px 5px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/surya_poster_new.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy : Indiaglitz &amp; www.rssurya.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Planning to do a post on this guy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113938697840533243?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113938697840533243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113938697840533243&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113938697840533243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113938697840533243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/02/kolluthey-un-kangal.html' title='Kolluthey un kangal ;-)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113865650206846473</id><published>2006-01-30T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T13:28:22.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Life is never fair...n me totally sad today.... once more.. am going to miss some of the gud friends.. again.. Y is life so unfair to me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113865650206846473?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113865650206846473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113865650206846473&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113865650206846473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113865650206846473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/unfair.html' title='Unfair!!!!!'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113851542033712744</id><published>2006-01-28T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T22:21:28.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethirikalathi vannamayamaa...</title><content type='html'>To all the indians whose complaints have been heard..here comes the shortest movie in Hindi movie history( i think) : 1 hr n 20 mins is RANG DE BASANTI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont want to leak out the story but it is a different story which really provokes a thought among all of us about our country and the present scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have more engineers, doctors and uncountable number of software engineers...whts lacking.... we need more IAS, IPS and other high government posts to be held by youngsters who could make our INDIA a better place :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice thought which is told in an interesting perspective n a MUST see movie :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beginning of these thought provoking movies have already given birth to a new political party formed by IITians "Paritrana"....HATS OFF TO THOSE GUYS !!! (I would support them if they would need any sort of help :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/rang241205_1024_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/rang241205_1024_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to AAMiR khan n his crew.... Idha paarthavadhu namma ooru vayasu pasanga HEROkalaana Rajini n kamal.. normal love story edukkaaama.. urupadiyana padam panna nalla thaan irukkum... kekutha...KAMAL ????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113851542033712744?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113851542033712744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113851542033712744&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113851542033712744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113851542033712744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/ethirikalathi-vannamayamaa.html' title='Ethirikalathi vannamayamaa...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113829824583254452</id><published>2006-01-26T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T10:21:59.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaniyadikka(m) oru padam</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; FRIENDS ARE WELCOME &lt;br /&gt;RELATIVES ONLY BY APPOINTMENT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a souvenir wall hanger I saw recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read these lines, I felt as though for the first time there was someone out there who feels the same as me. No offense against being close to relatives, but you are better off with your friends than relatives is my arguement. You might be very close to one of your relatives and will eventually find yourself searching for a friend in them rather than the RELATIONSHIP......this is bitter to accept that you prefer friends to relatives but it is true and am not ashamed to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after a  longggggggggggg time.. I got to talk to one of my friend last night...(raz it was)......lost my sleep...came to office later than I actually planned to...eyes are burning and red...tired cos of the lack of sleep.. but wht the hell.... an hour or more over the phone with a friend... actually made me forget... all this stress and found myself :-) grinning... stupidly on my way to office as I recalled my conversation with her the previous night... nice warm heart huggin memories of college life...makes u smtimes realize that you have grown old out of college... people change.. for good ( hopefully!!!).... Though I spoke to my Best friend....it is true that even if you were to catch up with someone you have hardly spoken during your college times.. u find yourself warming up with them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113829824583254452?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113829824583254452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113829824583254452&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113829824583254452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113829824583254452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/aaniyadikkam-oru-padam.html' title='Aaniyadikka(m) oru padam'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113813525785541478</id><published>2006-01-24T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T19:16:27.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapunzel koondhal</title><content type='html'>Hmmm......enna maathiri....HOT-HOTTER-HOTTEST climateil pirandhu valarndha ellarukkum... thanni enral... enrum indha ullam ketkum.. MORE.... (normal water baaaaa...not alcohol).....lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; appadi oru azhagiya koondhal kondavalai kanden naan... Snoqualmie falls... wow.....thulli kudithathu manam.....thalaadiya avaladhu koondhal... ponra neer.. azhagaaga paaayum azhagey thani.... (facts : observation platform 300 feet above the Snoqualmie River;falls plunge 270 feet into a 65-foot-deep pool before rushing downstream).... Niagara-vai vida uyarathil ulla oru aruvi idhu......aanal agalam kammi......angey oru arai mile thooram ulla irangi paarthal.. innum azhagu..... ippadi oru iyarkai azhagai kaaana... munnal naan sonnathu pol.. kandgal kodi venum.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/DSC00901.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/DSC00901.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/DSC00915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/DSC00915.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113813525785541478?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113813525785541478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113813525785541478&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113813525785541478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113813525785541478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/rapunzel-koondhal.html' title='Rapunzel koondhal'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113752099117046778</id><published>2006-01-17T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:44:01.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pithu Pidikudhungo....</title><content type='html'>"Kangal kodi vendum... andha irai azhagai kaana"... aaanal...jenmam kodai venum avan padaitha azhagai  kaana : idhu ennoda statement.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes.. for the second time in my life I got a chance to visit yet another beautiful place covered by snow and was totally taken by its beauty. I have absolutely no words to describe the scenary that caught my breath. When all of them were busy eating Pongal versions at home, I was at the top of 8000 feet looking down at the beauty of the surrounding of Whistler village and whistler creek mt.It was a great day for me...I really enjoyed the whole day after a longggggggggg time.....went skiing in the morning, went to the top of the mountains in the afternoon to be amazed by the beauty beneath it, had a mangolian lunner (lunch+dinner) with a bunch of my friends and later....went wild.....;-)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The group was total fun......one pakka tamil pair...'made for each other' kinda couple, another tamil origin confused desi...hehehee, one quiet UP guy who only spoke to tease me (poor me!!!!) and yet another tamil speaking guy...who has officially taken me to be his hair stylist...lol.........another kenyan Doctor - twice my height...seriously....and another asian guy... (leave out the kenyan and asian out of most of the fun part).......all of us had a nice time and at the end of the whole trip found that we enjoyed it...last but not the least was the guy at the border who had to put up with me......lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try to upload photos soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parthaaley pithu pidikudhungo".....andha himalaya azhagai konda naam.... ingum vandhu mayangugirom...elithaaga paarthu rasikkum vasadhi konda indha whistler malaiyin azhagey pithu pidikkum podhu... paarkavey iyalaadha uyarathil.. ulla andha himalayam.... ethanai azhagaaga irukkum ena enni enni viyalugiren.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113752099117046778?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113752099117046778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113752099117046778&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113752099117046778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113752099117046778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/pithu-pidikudhungo.html' title='Pithu Pidikudhungo....'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113720892928602147</id><published>2006-01-13T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:22:09.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pongalo Pongal !!!!</title><content type='html'>En iniya tamizh makkaley, Ungal illangalil amarundhu, vettiyaga pozhuthai oru dappavin munnilayil : Pongal Naal sirappu nigazhchigal kandu kalithu kondu, karumbu, venn pongal mattum sarkarai pongal and vidha vidhamaaga unnum ungal anaivarukkum INIYA PONGAL NALVAAZHTHUKKAL !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merpatta inathil seraaa matra anaithu maakalukkum enudaiya iniya MAATU PONGAL THINA NALVAAZHTHUKKAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhai thavira, matra pandigaigal kondadum..veveru idaithai saartha matra indiyargallukku avargaludaiya pandigai nalvaazhthukkal!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. neenga ellam enzoi panna.. naaan inga ennoda pongal annaikku vettiya inga konjam janthukalukaga wait pannitu irukken.. enna pozhappo idhu ....lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113720892928602147?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113720892928602147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113720892928602147&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113720892928602147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113720892928602147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/pongalo-pongal.html' title='Pongalo Pongal !!!!'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113697894153842006</id><published>2006-01-11T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T03:29:01.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnai thiruppa thaaan AAAAAASAI</title><content type='html'>We all start each coming new year with celebrations and good wishes...with every coming year.. we do grow old..and when the year comes to an end a common comment we hear among all of us... was how the year was for each one of them... good!!! bad!$@$@#~ best:-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is with every year throughout your life.. whether you are in school.. or college.. or job.. or retired.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are certain times in your life which forms ageless impressions deep inside your heart which you would refer to as "MOMENTS". These may be precious to you coz they may contain people you love :-) or mischievous instances which brings a naughty smile when you recall them... or time which you would have frozen and would be hanging in your heart as a picture with the nail digging too deeeeeeeepppp....... Whenever you are reminded of some such times, you either wish you can go back to that time to live it again...over and over... and overrrrrrr......Every human at some point wishes he could turn back time........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Every time i hear the boys from the back of the street singin.. "but i wish i could turn back time.. impossible as it may seem".. i realize.. how true it is.. how unconsciously we always yearn for those moments to breeze back into our memory...bringin moistness into our vision and a painful pinch in our heart which desperately wishes to go back in time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my instances...those naughty school days, mischeives done when me n my best frnd was left 'home alone', those.. chasing the boys...like 'kanda naal mudhal' raatchasi....., those inquisitive adolescent days...whr u talk in hushes..., those studious school days...(not missn the studious part...bt the fun i had even during my revision exams time.......HMMM WHAT AM I GOING TO DO THIS YEAR THAT TIME OF THE YEAR&gt;&gt;&gt;FEB), those college days.. man....the people you meet in college......;-)... ragging, friendship, sighting, farewell, autographs.... everything.. brings a sweet pain into my hrt..and my lips involuntarily utter : BUT I WISH I CUD TURN BACK TIME..IMPOSSIBLE AS IT MAY SEEM !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113697894153842006?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113697894153842006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113697894153842006&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113697894153842006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113697894153842006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/unnai-thiruppa-thaaan-aaaaaasai.html' title='Unnai thiruppa thaaan AAAAAASAI'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113619282581748932</id><published>2006-01-02T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:07:05.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eindhil maatiya Eindhugal...</title><content type='html'>Kulirndha kangal....panna tag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was nothing else but studies....home...friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years Back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd yr of my college...just out of being a first yr student...tried to act like a senior...though dint have the heart to rag... found it the best way to make friends...now some of my jr's so made friends are on my best friend list...(enna machi...correctaa??? ;-))...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Year:&lt;br /&gt;got over less than 30 hrs ago.....well one of the most unforgettable yr in my life for so many different things that happened...both happy and sad...and of course.. i started my blogspot...last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Wishing " Happy new year to all of u" was my primary duty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 yummy things:&lt;br /&gt;Molaha bajji in the sea-shore&lt;br /&gt;Gobi manchurian&lt;br /&gt;Molagu rasam and vendakkai curry...&lt;br /&gt;yogurt....&lt;br /&gt;tirupathi laddu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I know by heart:&lt;br /&gt;my fav songs&lt;br /&gt;some thirukurals&lt;br /&gt;slokas&lt;br /&gt;my unforgettable moments&lt;br /&gt;untold crushes ;-)(my only secret deep inside my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I’d do if I had a lot more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give it to people who need it desperately&lt;br /&gt;make better living conditions for people in my city first &lt;br /&gt;donate to all research organizations&lt;br /&gt;get my own jet and travel arnd the world&lt;br /&gt;get my own satellite and travel into space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I escape to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet....where i can be alone&lt;br /&gt;my pillow...bury my face deep in there n think&lt;br /&gt;my daydreams..where i can do what i want to....&lt;br /&gt;temple...just staring at the god in front of u...relieves me so much....of my emotions...&lt;br /&gt;death....last option left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I’d never wear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowardice ( i hate it sooooooo much...dont i???? ;-))&lt;br /&gt;Head strongness&lt;br /&gt;Pride&lt;br /&gt;Attitude&lt;br /&gt;Liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favourite TV shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S &lt;br /&gt;Meendum Meendum sirippu&lt;br /&gt;Master card family fortune&lt;br /&gt;Oliyum Olliyum&lt;br /&gt;News of course ( do I have a choice when so many channels telecast news at 7pm/7.30pm/8pm/8.30pm....one timing or the other i get stuck with one of the NEWS programs with one of the channels..thanks to the N number of channels...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I enjoy doing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping others (whether they realise it or not)&lt;br /&gt;Going out to places....(esp scenic places)&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the shore of the sea and staring at the moon :-)&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with someone i love... &lt;br /&gt;Making myself a joker...just to see other's smile :-) ( how far did this go??????..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging.................NO ONE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appaaada...finished my long promised tag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of u out there had a wonderful beginning this year :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113619282581748932?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113619282581748932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113619282581748932&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113619282581748932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113619282581748932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2006/01/eindhil-maatiya-eindhugal.html' title='Eindhil maatiya Eindhugal...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113605315995297506</id><published>2005-12-31T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T10:19:20.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puthaandu Vaazhthukkal 2006</title><content type='html'>En iniya puthaandu Nal-Vaazthukkal 2006 :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wishing you and your family a Happy and Prosperous New year 2006 :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; May all your dreams come true this wonderful year :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113605315995297506?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113605315995297506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113605315995297506&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113605315995297506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113605315995297506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/puthaandu-vaazhthukkal-2006.html' title='Puthaandu Vaazhthukkal 2006'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113589538290835902</id><published>2005-12-29T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T14:30:56.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kondaada oru kuzhanthai :-)</title><content type='html'>Bonus before new year......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My hearty congradulations to the new parents - my dear friend Shakila and her husband Mansur on the birth of their beautiful n lovely daughter today (2.45pm CST)....... "Kondaada oru kuzhanthaiyin" peyar : Santhosham alli tharubaval (Giving Happiness)....&lt;br /&gt; Lucky to be born for you both :-)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Waiting to seee her.....damn these flight deals :-((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; tata&lt;br /&gt; sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113589538290835902?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113589538290835902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113589538290835902&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113589538290835902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113589538290835902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/kondaada-oru-kuzhanthai.html' title='Kondaada oru kuzhanthai :-)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113579185902270639</id><published>2005-12-28T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T09:20:27.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vishayam theriyuma unakku (hushhhhhhhh!!!!!!)</title><content type='html'>Girls are always blamed for fighting for equal rights at all places...education , career.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now who said guys are not fighting for their rights???? Whoever told "Gossip is the birthright of a girl" should now listen with EARS open......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEll matter is... GUYS do gossip...and they are worse than girls in that matter.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vittaaaaa namma ooorla....irukkara...paatingala thooki saapudura alavukku illa vambukku alaiyaranua....adi athaaadi.....idhenna kootha irukku ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113579185902270639?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113579185902270639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113579185902270639&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113579185902270639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113579185902270639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/vishayam-theriyuma-unakku-hushhhhhhhh.html' title='Vishayam theriyuma unakku (hushhhhhhhh!!!!!!)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113572460762504081</id><published>2005-12-27T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T15:03:27.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ushhhhhhhhaaar agungooooo</title><content type='html'>End of another year....Some of them are working hard as it is the financial close and last week of this year 2005...some of them are chasing rats as their clients are all on vacation.. so they ESC by afternoon to do the cat work ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lets not go into the stats of the number of crimes reported this year but lets just discuss few tips about being more careful.. esp...for women who travel alone :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Always carry your cell phone with you. If you are in US, kindly store 911 as speed dial in one another number other than '9'. This way, you might just press some number hard enough that it can directly be connected to 911 and also would not get the attention of your attacker if you dont press the number 9. For those who are in India, kindly store some emergency contact number in ur cell phone (your personal contact) or also 100&lt;br /&gt; 2. Whenever you travel alone, let someone know - ur room-mate or friend or relative (parents), when and where you are going and what time you would be back.&lt;br /&gt; 3. Even if you are travelling to a new place, familiarize yourself a lil about the possible routes you are going to take and also the nearby locations which might be having some crowd even during the wee hours ( Mapquest or google maps and other Trip planner sites for your State is good enough). This might take some extra minutes but is always wise to do it.&lt;br /&gt; 4.Carry "Pepper" spray or chilli powder with you at all times esp when you travel alone ( can throw your make up powders from your kitty bag if you lack space).Knifes and other sharp items may be prohibited due to security issues in some places and is not a good idea to carry them :-)&lt;br /&gt; 5. Never encourage a stranger too much. Even if someone would offer rides :-), say NO to them. It is illegal to offer rides to pedastrians in the States. Do not get allured to the extra friendly gestures even from people of either Sex.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Do not look scared. Even if you are really scared, dont ever show it on your face. This gives the attacker more courage. The more bold you look, they will think twice...This is not practically possible at all times... but TRY....&lt;br /&gt; 7. Never hesitate to report what you see. If you see something or someone disturbing, always try to report it. Do not think it is not your headache. You never know how harmful it might turn out to be cos of your lack of a minute to report :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eppavum...thuru thurunu .... ungala suthi irukkum atmosphereaa observe pannunga...kuninja thalai nimiraama nadakka thevai illai....inga ungaloda adakkamum odukkamum thevai illai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the tips I could think of. More suggestions are welcome. Not only girls, guys who travel alone also need to be more careful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least, the new contacts you make always not to be trusted toooooooooooooooo much..(esp in a new place ex. when you move to a new city)... they can turn out to be ass holes. Never discuss too much of your personal life with new anyone unless you know them realllllllly well.... this is specially for all the girls...( avanunga/avaluga vidura kadhai... indha kaathula vaangi andha kaathula joot vidanum....never should reply from your mouth ;-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : my heart-felt condolences to the BPO employee who was murdered in Blore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ushhhhhhhhaaar agungooooo ponungalaaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113572460762504081?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113572460762504081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113572460762504081&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113572460762504081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113572460762504081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/ushhhhhhhhaaar-agungooooo.html' title='Ushhhhhhhhaaar agungooooo'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113557169590537517</id><published>2005-12-25T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:34:55.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU OUT THERE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all got your presents from SANTA :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113557169590537517?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113557169590537517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113557169590537517&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113557169590537517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113557169590537517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113432526203817527</id><published>2005-12-11T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:21:02.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Podungamma/ayya  vote...</title><content type='html'>Election campaign ileeengo...aanaalum neenga vote podanum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matter idhu thann.. naan ippo romba irregular agiten.. esp to visit blogs and to post my comment there... aaaaana ivlo velai vetti illadha busyaaaaaaaaana (ammadiyov) schedulayum.. naan sunday sunday.. aavaludan rasikkum oru kolam.. kalai podum &lt;a href="http://tatoonies.blogspot.com"&gt;KALAI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kalaikku oru vendukol: Neenga en post panradha nirunthineenganu enakku theriyadhu. Sunday aana mattum unga blog visit seyyum naan nethu edho suddena visit panni shock agiten. &lt;br /&gt;Reasons y i think you shld start bloggin again :&lt;br /&gt;1. I enjoy reading your blog ( selfish yet true)&lt;br /&gt;2. Seriousaaa enna mathiri rambam topic pesaravanga mathila..unga post padicha ... nijama vaay vittu sirikkalam..can see a SOLOMAN pappaiya touch..sirippu kalandha logic&lt;br /&gt;3. NERD score 99 ulla oru ponnu ivlo nalla ezhutharathu makes girls proud :-)&lt;br /&gt;4. You are becoming famous and there is a huge fan for your writing.. I dont see any harm in this......so remem that to satisfy or prove something to someone.. you are hurting so many other people who still want you to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least : unless it is your parents or someone you love or someone who loves you is suggesting you to stop blogging.. I dont see this as a good reason for you to pull out your blog posts. I really want you to continue bloggin..and since you have disabled your comments section.. I posted my comment here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matha ellarukkum... unga voteaaa namma comment sectionla kuthungayaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113432526203817527?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113432526203817527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113432526203817527&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113432526203817527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113432526203817527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/podungammaayya-vote.html' title='Podungamma/ayya  vote...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113353905284816808</id><published>2005-12-02T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:57:32.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaathirundhen... oru yugam</title><content type='html'>I have read a lot of poetry.. which says.. your hours pass on like secs when u do or be with someone you like/love... at the same time... even a sec becomes an eon if you have to wait desperately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..today.. i really experienced it... that one minute... 7:59 to 8:00AM was like an EONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN for me.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaamadiyov.....aaala vidu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113353905284816808?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113353905284816808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113353905284816808&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113353905284816808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113353905284816808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/12/kaathirundhen-oru-yugam.html' title='Kaathirundhen... oru yugam'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113333250977197683</id><published>2005-11-29T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:35:09.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sowgarya some/"sam"bandham</title><content type='html'>Long week end... phew.. was a nice break for people who work very hard ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well this world compraises of different types of people......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Marriage..punidhamaana oru uravu..niraya bloggers..indha bandhathukku thayar nilayil irukkum palarum thangaladhu blog site-il oru postaavadhu idhai patri ezhuthirupaanga...(Ippo recently niraiya blog love patri post varudhu...idhai onnaiyavadhu.. vittu vaiganpa..kidaikkum idam ellam josiyakaran poster ottura maathiri.. neengalum.. kidaikum vazhi ellam ungal thunaiya theda aaiyiram vazhi irukku.. indha blog communitiyaiyavadhu ungaloda 1001 vadhu vazhi aakama irundha...nalla dhaaen irukkum.. enna naan sollradhu...).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naanum indha topicla blog pannama irundhen..aaana ippo adhil oru pudhu konaithai kanden....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Naan indha country la niraiya vidhaaamana - vinodhamaaana namba oor kaarangala paarthirukken. Inga Indiyargal apdinu illama..aasiyar anaiyvaraiyum namba oor apdinu sollalaam. Ingu palarum thangaladhu kudumbaithai vittutu vandhu thaniyaga irukkiraargal. Ivargalil palar pannathirkaaga mattum inga irukka kattaaya padhutha padhugiraargal. Appadi irukkum pala nalan kallukku ingey dhamayandhigal kidaikaraaanga. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/naladamayanti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/naladamayanti.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Edheynum onrai edhir paarthu bandham kollum dhamayandhiyai thaan kelvi pattuirukkiren... aaanal...endha vidhamaana edhir paarpum illamaaal thangalai patri yosiyahmal, thangalin bandha ennikaiyai nambikaiyodu kooti kondu udhavum indha manithargilin perunthanmaiyai paaratuvadha?? alladhu... thangaladhu bandhathai vittu thangalai bandhamaaga vitru kollum "agadhi" nilamaiyil ulla nammavarai paarthu vidiyalukkaga ivargal thangalai varuthi-kolgiraarkalay enru manam puzhungvadha??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enru vidiyum ullgin por nilai... andru thaniyum indha anniya mogam !@$!$!@#$#!@@$#@%#@%@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ippadiyum....oru "sam"bandhama??? Idhil yaarukku sowgaryam??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113333250977197683?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113333250977197683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113333250977197683&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113333250977197683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113333250977197683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/sowgarya-somesambandham.html' title='Sowgarya some/&quot;sam&quot;bandham'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113290425346981678</id><published>2005-11-24T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:37:33.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanukku thanakkunaaaa.....</title><content type='html'>Thanks giving.. well roots back to celebration of immigrants thanking the natives of US of A for helping them to survive in this land. This was believed to have been a feast given by them to the natives. Though modern day Thanks giving dinner has turkey and pumpkin pie ( off-late) as part of their 'mandatory' menu, this was not proven in the past historic records....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well idhellam oru pakkam irukka.... this holiday week end witnesses one of the most nightmarish traffic on the roads esp the evening before thanks giving. Usually, any long week end starts with the heavy traffic with people trying to escape for vacations. This was kind of reduced with 9/11 and people started travelling without fear from last year end (2004).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the increasing madness..... there have been a drastic number of accidents with this madness...of heavy traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such accident was witnessed by people in Chicago this wednesday, nov 23, 2005. One of the trains hit the cars in a level crossing. There were a total of 12 cars being hit and the statistics of people injured were not reported properly to the media. The cause of the accident is still not known. How did so many cars get there when they knew that the train is being run on a "scheduled time"??? This is a total mystery. The time table of the trains is followed strictly in this country and it is never altered even by a minute unless abnormal or unavoidable circumstances. I found it too mysterious. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/5394045_320X240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/5394045_320X240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most surprising part of this was that, this news though it was covered by important channels like CNN was not made a big issue. This NEWS making incident was made a small report by the  media. I found it very surprising. What could be the reason??? (1) Was this because this might be considered "inauspicious ??? beginning " for this thanksgiving season ( Thanksgiving is considered the beginning of holidays and celebrations) (2) Was it because they wanted to protect their 'responsible' behaviour??? (3) Was it because they did not want to panic the huge crowd travelling across the country??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something like this has happened in India, I can imagine the commotion the politicians would have made.. (imagine ... with LALU being the minister of railways....cant stop myself from ROTFL with imagining what his responses would have been )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. all this apart... I was also one of them who had to wait in the train which was delayed  for 3+ hours and also saw those cars involved in the accident. From the damage to the cars, am sure any witness could easily imagine the state of the lives involved with the accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with wishing you all for Thanksgiving....I would like to pray for the recovery of those people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113290425346981678?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113290425346981678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113290425346981678&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113290425346981678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113290425346981678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanukku-thanakkunaaaa.html' title='Thanukku thanakkunaaaa.....'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113175757256692459</id><published>2005-11-11T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:39:14.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumped....</title><content type='html'>My dearest one... my swt lil swtheart... gets to spend the maximum time with me during my youth ;-).... one to  get all my attention at anytime of the day....one who stays physically close to me......with my hands over all the time... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; do u know how u wud feel when someone as close as above dumps u when u really really really need 'em the mosssttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it happened to me yest... for the curious lot... it was none other than my laptop... the OS crashed...how much i hate @$@$#@!... tell me abt it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/laptop_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/laptop_girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113175757256692459?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113175757256692459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113175757256692459&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113175757256692459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113175757256692459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/dumped.html' title='Dumped....'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113155164531021309</id><published>2005-11-09T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T17:00:07.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musky Mask</title><content type='html'>Am i talking about DEO we wear??? ada paavingala... kulikkaama blog padikireengala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naan aniyum mask (wht others think abt me )...friendly, extrovertish, extremely bold, help@anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i actually... well...am really comfortable talking to anyone @ any age... but the real me... is a person who can go to party's and hang out only with my known gang, can be my usual notorious and talkative only with my friends... On deep thoughts am I really the extrovertish mask am wearing......dunno (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i think abt myself :&lt;br /&gt;Friendly ....really easy to start talking to and can talk in a variety of topics....this is the best part of the mask which actually adds musk to my heart :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely bold : hehehee...i hope my folks r not reading this post....I don't hesitate to take any actions if needed. Im not sure if some people refer to his as foolishly bold... but I have been brought up so independant that i find this as a part and parcel of me...Inwardly am not sure of whether to be happy about this part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help@anytime : wellllll..u r welcome to knock 24/7 &amp; I wud be available to help anytime....This is something which i like the best about myself... but people who care for me sometimes feel i should Prioritize.....hmmmm.. well i shld remem that the next time i offer to help smone ( am very forgetful...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht I think about myself is the same as the REAL me...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i dont like abt the above ME : Being too friendly gets me into trouble @ times,&lt;br /&gt;extemely bold : when others tell me about the possible bad things that could have happened abt the risks i have been taking... i feel am too quick in action and feel stupid sometimes.... and last but not the least 'help@anytime' actually attracts lot of ppl to exploit me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does everyone like the &lt;strong&gt;musky mask&lt;/strong&gt; am wearing ???? do I really care... am not sure. I do care abt wht ppl I care for think abt me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113155164531021309?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113155164531021309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113155164531021309&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113155164531021309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113155164531021309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/musky-mask.html' title='Musky Mask'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113143083724079353</id><published>2005-11-07T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T22:20:37.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazhuvi pona uravugal!!!!!!!!! :-(</title><content type='html'>Ennavendru sollavadhu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  How much does the first impression influence a relationship? What if the person you judged by the appearance made you the WORSSSSTTTTT judge on the face of earth???????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Does this happen to all of you out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why do we have to judge someone just by looking at them without giving them the oppurtunity to make us find out what they really are? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This maybe something which can influence a lot of relationships...like friendship @ any place.... relationships with employers/employees.....future TBD relationships....&lt;br /&gt;Have we ever thought about the possible "good" people we might have missed becoz of the above mistake?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada... idhellam idunga pa... naaama ellam indha bloggin panrom.. how many of us.. treat the people  V meet daily with the same polite talk u do when u chat with ur fellow blogger?????????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll.... the reason... for this post is... while travelling..  I was tooo bored....became restless... and ended up looking at people and was wondering what kind of a person each of my co-passengers might be... adhaaan indha vetti post........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary.. we end up spending valuable time of our lives with people....which we might end up discovering... it was WORTHless....moments in our lives........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht the hell.."life is to live.. live it to the fullest" :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(appaaada mudikka oru line from the head line..hehehehee..).....ungalidam irundhu vidai peruvadhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113143083724079353?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113143083724079353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113143083724079353&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113143083724079353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113143083724079353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/nazhuvi-pona-uravugal.html' title='Nazhuvi pona uravugal!!!!!!!!! :-('/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113124510457818439</id><published>2005-11-05T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:45:04.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandhak : Hostage</title><content type='html'>Deep thoughts reflected in their first production. The story is about the aftermath of 9/11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew is new and a good effort has been made by them. The boom of the IT industry and the numerous oppurtunities during the Y2K period is a known fact. What happened to the immigrants in the US as an aftermath of the 9/11 is the crux of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew is small and the charecters are shown to have come from different family background s with different needs and situations. Typical life of an Immigrant in a shared enviroment with emotions has been well depicted on the screen. It was something that could be well connected-to by immigrant from any country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for commercial aspects, this movie  would not be a good choice. Though the movie is in Indian language, the expressive acting of the main role conveys the message to international audience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/bandhak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/bandhak.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy : Rutgers,NJ (screened on 10/20/05)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113124510457818439?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113124510457818439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113124510457818439&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113124510457818439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113124510457818439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/bandhak-hostage_05.html' title='Bandhak : Hostage'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113117450109655427</id><published>2005-11-04T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:08:21.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>krazjy........</title><content type='html'>Ellarukkum Vanakkam ba ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Konjam Krazy time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; trip with friends, back to hectic work - too much pressure &amp; krazy long hrs..., travelling almost all weekends to friend's place....lazing out during the PRECIOUS sat and returning back on sundays... and then moving to another place.. has been my last one month schedule.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ippa kooda.. it was the occasion of diwali which forced me to post ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of all this..... i was still able to chat with a couple of friends ( bloggers) online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzzzz... for all those who have been wondering abt my hibernation... thought i will post rather than explaining in comment section...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my islamic friends out there... belated EID MUBARAK.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Advanced courtesy to kalai ( for a krazy gal cartoon u r going to do for this post )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113117450109655427?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113117450109655427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113117450109655427&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113117450109655427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113117450109655427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/krazjy.html' title='krazjy........'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-113086928349153571</id><published>2005-11-01T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:36:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iniya Deeba-oli vaazhuthukkal</title><content type='html'>En iniya makkaley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Iniya deepavali vaazhthukkal!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happy Diwali to all of you out there!!! May this joyous occasion spread peace and prosperity in all your lives and may the year ahead make all your dreams come true !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/Diwali%20Lamp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/Diwali%20Lamp1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-113086928349153571?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/113086928349153571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=113086928349153571&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113086928349153571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/113086928349153571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/11/iniya-deeba-oli-vaazhuthukkal.html' title='Iniya Deeba-oli vaazhuthukkal'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112779696084846726</id><published>2005-09-26T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:04:55.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poli-yana Gover-avam</title><content type='html'>romba yosikaren naan.. adhaaan indha time pass post...(Adult content not restricted to just 18 and above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we say "don't create any politics" when we refer to some chaos or confusion.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y have people made this word sound synonomous to confusion. Is that why it is so tough for many people to understand the politics created by "Mr/Ms. confuscious"'s????? What are the politicians gaining by intimidating 'sensible' people away from their arena? If someone asked me the about the last time I voted, neither am I able to recall the name of the people who stood for the big POSTS like CM/PM nor  can I hardly recall the local politician's name for whom I voted for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them enter politics to find themselves a PROFESSION, some jump in to keep up the Family name...(roobha notela sirikudhu...kudumba peru...lol), some for popularity.......n what the hell.. where are the people who enter politics to SERVE people???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well to be frank, Educated people in India treat the Election date as a "HOLIDAY" and stay back home for all the special news bulletin or the FIRST time telecasted movies, people who are young vote for being the FIRST timer ;-) , people who are old are either helpless to go alone or if they do take their efforts to go and find out after standing in the queue that they have been officially "dead" in the voting list or their GHOST twin has already  casted the vote...lol....and the UNEDUCATED lot is exploited for all the cheap alcohols or the WATER carriers of 'SARAVANA'S', last but not the least :NRI... NOT RESPONSIBLE for any politics happ in INDIA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this should change.. and wht am i doing for this instead of VETTI-ly blogging....hmmm least ppl who read this will think a min or two about it.. that's the effort  I could do... and maybe the NRI's would look into their "local" newspapers on the net to confirm their memory on the present CM and PM's names.... (let me do a google before someone asks me in comments section ...:-P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST A COMMENT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/koundamani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/koundamani.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARASIYALLA IDHELLAM SAGAJAMMAPPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112779696084846726?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112779696084846726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112779696084846726&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112779696084846726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112779696084846726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/poli-yana-gover-avam_112779696084846726.html' title='Poli-yana Gover-avam'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112767109603263675</id><published>2005-09-25T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T10:58:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tholaya pora ellarukkum....</title><content type='html'>For past few days, life has been little busy. I have learnt to smile forgetting all my worries.... realised how much I get to lose simply worrying than trying to straighten things up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well am in a phase of life.. when I would like to play SHIP-WRECK...and still cant think of any reason to justify my claim on the life boat...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ippo thaan konjam friends gang form aana mathiri irukku...adhukkula i have to leave my current job.... well.. y does this always happen to me?? Losing friends is something not very easy for me... I hate it everytime this happens to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is tough to bug those new friends through phone call or email when you are not very close to them.. at the same time.. u dont want to lose them  forever.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether I added this in my TAG 7 but everytime i lose a friend I would like to pray to god... please make my memory RAM.... so that I can start and cont my life afresh without feeling that am missing them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112767109603263675?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112767109603263675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112767109603263675&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112767109603263675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112767109603263675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/tholaya-pora-ellarukkum.html' title='tholaya pora ellarukkum....'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112710438213160296</id><published>2005-09-18T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:33:02.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAlDA DAPPAS</title><content type='html'>Namma thalai porandha naalaikku ... pudhusa.. katchi araambichurukkom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://priyaunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/09/captain-bad-proudly-presents-to-u.html"&gt;DALDA DAPPAS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Vaaanga Vaanga... indha pudhiya rowdy kumballukku unga aaadharavu irukkumnu illaina unga nenjula keera maanja soru veliya therikkum...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112710438213160296?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112710438213160296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112710438213160296&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112710438213160296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112710438213160296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/dalda-dappas.html' title='DAlDA DAPPAS'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112702711610483970</id><published>2005-09-17T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:20:49.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parisu venum ellarukkum</title><content type='html'>I think the most recent post of &lt;a href="http://vineshks.blogspot.com/2005/09/eyes-of-beholder.html"&gt;Vinesh&lt;/a&gt; has caused a wave and Neha has posted a similar post in her blog too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Instead of expressing my comments about this whole issue, I thought of sharing some thoughts of someone whom I was lucky to meet when I was almost in the beginning of my teen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Imagine visiting a relative or friend's place who have kids. What are the possible gift we would buy the kid. If the kid is a girl, we have too many choices for them with exclusive choices of dolls, varieties of dresses, jewellery, props and what not. There is no end to get a gift for a girl. What if the kid is a boy? Even if you list all possible things you could gift the boy, the amount of choices you might end up for a boy can never match the girl's list. The number of choices for gifts for guys is even less as his age becomes higher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second most important thing is that, pampering and cuddling given to the girl is more than the exhibit of affection shown towards the boy. This kind of attention is always more for a girl at whichever age she is in. This is also deprived for a boy as he grows. You can never imagine the boy being hugged by the "aunty" who is visiting his place with the boy starting in his teens or later ages. Girls are pampered and given more attention whatever their age might be. Also the only care or pampering or attention or cuddling is given to the boy as he grows is by the MOTHER Of the boy and no one else. FATHERS are usually not into hugging and cuddling or carressing and can't expect them to fulfill the "lack of affection" a BOY kid may miss over his growing years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of lack of affection makes the guy crave for a girl more than the girl craving for a guy. This kind of craving gets satisfied only when the guy finds his "mother" in another girl.This search of affection mostly gets to their destination at the wonderful bond called marriage. The gentle squeeze of hands, gentle hugs, puppy kisses, snuggling cuddles and big bear cozy hugs which the boy lacks over his growing years makes him give more attention to the "motherly" breasts in the opposite gender. The tendency of getting obsessed with something you are not able to obtain slowly grows in his mind and makes him yearn for it. This naturally makes the guy to pay more attention to something in a girl which he does not possess and which he thinks would make him feel more "loved" and "cared" for( though the boys can have friends of his own gender, the warmth and tenderness of the affection showed by the girl is irreplaceable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the explanation "SHE" gave for guys either craving or more attention to breasts of woman. This explanation though I could not understand much at that age, did seap deep into my heart and made more sense as I grew up and got to know more guys. I would say this is more logical too. The guy who has relatively more women in his life (say sisters added to the default woman in his life ie. mother) would be more dignified when he meets the girls/women in the society at various situations in life. Is this the reason when the girl is getting abused by a guy, the first Q she asks is " are'nt u born with sisters??". Some guys misunderstand this thinking that the girl whom he is teasing is in an urge to meet her future in laws.. lol.. kodumaiyaaaaa ungaloda... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How can we change this? Well that is something to be pondered about. The way we bring up kids plays a vital role. If this is done properly, the kid will never get spoilt even when his friends are rogues who commit sexual harrassments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nature has differentiated men and women for its own cause. We can't redefine nature but we can reform ourselves and make this beatiful world a more loving place to enjoy every moment in life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112702711610483970?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112702711610483970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112702711610483970&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112702711610483970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112702711610483970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/parisu-venum-ellarukkum.html' title='Parisu venum ellarukkum'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112692611779561390</id><published>2005-09-16T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:19:12.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nalam vaazha en vaazhuthukkal...</title><content type='html'>En priyamanavaley... Nee pallaandu vaazha en vaazhthukkal... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; "onru mudhal padhimoonru varai unnudan kazhitha naatkal anaithum inimai..&lt;br /&gt; eppodu ninaithu paarthalum naam seidha kurumbugal anaithum pudumai..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THis post is dedicated to my best friend in life. The last time I saw her must have been almost 4 or 5 yrs ago. Circumstances and ego problems of elders were causes that prevented us from keeping in touch. When I met her last she took me by surprise saying that she always remembers how everyday she used to be scared to enter her kitchen when she is alone at home and how she used to eat as soon as I went home.I also told her that I used to remem her bday but never bothered to wish for which she felt bad that I didn't.  Though she is younger to me by six months, I have always been her baby-sitter...lol...... The day she told me this, I cried that night all alone and felt I really missed her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 16 is her bday and it has always been great with all the bday parties and celebrations in her house. I used to feel she was damn lucky to have such wonderful cake parties for all her bdays. SHe is indeed a friend for life and a wonderfully sweet thing happened to me in my life, someone who shared the BEST days of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/catphoto11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/catphoto11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Little will she knw that the anonymous caller who wishes her every year on her bday was me :-) [called your home number during the last one hr of this wonderful day and was disappointed that no one picked the call]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sweet heart... WIsh you many many more happy returns of this wonderful day. May that LORD bless you with whatever you wish for in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and I really miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112692611779561390?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112692611779561390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112692611779561390&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112692611779561390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112692611779561390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/nalam-vaazha-en-vaazhuthukkal.html' title='Nalam vaazha en vaazhuthukkal...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112665469918016604</id><published>2005-09-13T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:14:38.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Dazed @ oor vambar's !!!!!</title><content type='html'>Me and my lil world of me alone has been .. in a very confused state analyzing ANDHAR balti in my last post.... but well..... i guess the curse continues... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After taking off for a couple of dayzzz...today I went back to office. I heard a whole bunch of Mr. Curio Questions from all my collegues. Looks like I have projected a picture of home--&gt; office--&gt; home --&gt; office and my disapp for a couple of days made all of them forget their work and wonder where I had disappd to ;-)...indha makkal thirundhavey maatangala.. I thought only desi's behave like this..(my office has lots of desi's) but then my surprises grew with chinky's being curious about my disapp.... one whole bunch of people congradulated me.. making 'mIss SLeeepy' all the more wonder what the hell was wrong with all of them or is it something about me!@#$!%$#@~T%$# Onnum puriyala.. and to add more fire to the gas burning right next to me ( my team mate), I found out that there had been a rumor that I either quit job or got some job..... man..where the hell do they get all these news from @!#%@!%$#^ "VENDHA PUNNULA VELAI PAAICHUM SAMOOGAM".......endru thirunthum indha maanida piravi.. eppo dhaan indha vambu adikkum pudhi pogumo??? Kadavuley..... me... all the more confused about the whole hoooooo's and wooooo's and then it took some time for me to figure things out and then "SIM" the gas stove next to me and went back to work.. My Inbox was overflowing... my brain was STACK OVERFLOW with the happening of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From next time, if i ever take off for a day am going to send out email to all employees in the office : " REQ for leave due to my friend's blog innauguration ceremony".....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....last but not the least (warning : kids below 18 kindly skip this part).... I thought of posting this pic with absolutely no connection to my post except that we share the common platform - windows illai... stop working people - the common platform am referring to is "rumor in office".&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/office_rumour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/office_rumour.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.When I first got this pic as a fwd from one of my friend, I was not able to understand the pic @ first.....well it is a funny pic....the expressive mind behind the DESIGNER of this pic is amazing. While writing my blog i read a post by vinesh,about a sensitive issue in his  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vineshks.blogspot.com/"&gt;JUICe for SOUL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;. I think any "taboo" is always of high secretive interests to people and the designer has exploited this to his advantage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112665469918016604?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112665469918016604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112665469918016604&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112665469918016604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112665469918016604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-dazed-oor-vambars.html' title='Still Dazed @ oor vambar&apos;s !!!!!'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112623642450738010</id><published>2005-09-08T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T20:35:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Onnumey puriyalai...</title><content type='html'>Well off late things have been.... u know.... too confusing.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now am just blogging cos.. I need an outlet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; People are of different kinds. Is understanding a human being such a difficult task? Do people around me have similar problems with me too? How do we analyze and get to know a person? Does a psychiatrist really understands all his patients? Does it mean that all of us should be students of that subject to understand people around us? This is one part of my thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other part..is.. you think you have completely understood someone, well atleast you claim that you understand the 'thought' process of someone once you get really close to them, how sure can you get and at what point can you make this claim? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess am thinking too much...lol.. enna panna once in a while when you become that Minnaley girl ( maddy engayya??? ) ..alone n thinking.. this is what happens... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last but not the least... How could people change overnight? Idukku peru dhaan andhar baltiya?? Kuranga pirakka vendiya jandhu ellam manushanaa pirandha idhaan gathi.....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/monkey_thinking.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/monkey_thinking.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku... (romba yosikama poi thoongu.. this is what my friend wud tell me now.. GOSH I WISH LIFE WAS MUCH MORE SIMPLER MAYBE IT WUD HAVE BEEN IF I WERE BORN AS SOME OTHER LIVING BEING.... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112623642450738010?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112623642450738010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112623642450738010&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112623642450738010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112623642450738010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/onnumey-puriyalai.html' title='Onnumey puriyalai...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112606094350002267</id><published>2005-09-06T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:05:20.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pillayar.. ennoda pillayar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/image030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parkum pothu ellam oru nimmadhi... avar thaan ennoda fav Pillayar... Happy go lucky chap who symbolises the contention and wealth by his stature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I feel like I could walk to him when I was in chennai. I really miss this day of Vinayaga chaturthi. It is one of the festival I enjoy the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To all of u.... Happy Vinayaga chaturthi..May that LORD shower all his blessings on all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To my dear Thalaivar..."Pirandha naal vazhthukkal.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Enrum un anbudan... konjam kavani thalaivaaaaa :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112606094350002267?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112606094350002267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112606094350002267&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112606094350002267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112606094350002267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/pillayar-ennoda-pillayar.html' title='Pillayar.. ennoda pillayar'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112595713974617750</id><published>2005-09-05T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:44:53.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kadamai azhaithathu</title><content type='html'>Romba naala enna aalai kanomnu ennoda Fan club seruntha seitha SADHI thaan indha postkku moola karanam..aamamaiya.. i have been Tag!!D &lt;a href="http://barathrao.blogspot.com/"&gt;by BaBaRao&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anbu thollai thaangama en kalai panniyanathai thondangugiren.. hehehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulagam suthanam ( travel around the world)&lt;br /&gt;Become a 'Quiet' Person&lt;br /&gt;Read more books&lt;br /&gt;Have my own service organization&lt;br /&gt;Understand other "women"...lol... &lt;br /&gt;Write a code of 1000's of lines.. ( pincodaaa?? illai .. coding)&lt;br /&gt;Become a Samiyarini... after finishing my duties ...(romba too much...hehheheee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you can do!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make more friends.. &lt;br /&gt;Learn more languages&lt;br /&gt;Become a professional photographer&lt;br /&gt;Teach &lt;a href="http://barathrao.blogspot.com/"&gt;BaBaRao&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; in becoming a better phone person..lol&lt;br /&gt;Write better blogs..rather than Tagging along&lt;br /&gt;Become lil serious about life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you can't do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up&lt;br /&gt;Increase my tolerance &lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;Quit&lt;br /&gt;Stop helping&lt;br /&gt;Stop expressing myself on issues&lt;br /&gt;Start hating someone I have ever liked/loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes n eyes n only eyes.. ( aiyo..what about the other six??)&lt;br /&gt;Boldness&lt;br /&gt;Selflessness&lt;br /&gt;Care and affection&lt;br /&gt;Humor&lt;br /&gt;Maturity and sense of responsibility&lt;br /&gt;Friendliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you say most!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wht the hell???!#!@$!@&lt;br /&gt;Shit ( sometimes I try to subst 'Shoot')&lt;br /&gt;ADachaaa&lt;br /&gt;Perumaley ( oh my god!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Exactly&lt;br /&gt;Whats up?&lt;br /&gt;appuram vere enna matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seven celebrity crushes ( real time crush is easy to ans.. my celebs are )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillayar&lt;br /&gt;Ezhumalayanum thaayaarum&lt;br /&gt;Naradhar&lt;br /&gt;Anjaneyar&lt;br /&gt;Durgai amman &lt;br /&gt;Ragavendrar&lt;br /&gt;Enda Guruvayurappa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yaaam petra inbam peruga ivvayagam" ennum uyarndha oru sithanthathai konda indha &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'TaG'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; technologya naanum pin patri..ennudaiya EZHU natchatiramsaaa ulla iskaren... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Prakasamaana edhirkalam varudappa indha Tag oda...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tringtring.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adengappa innum 5 pera??...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pudhumai-penn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pudumaiyana Ezhukku..ansh...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en-kirukalgal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kanaamal pona Chennai payya...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anandps.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ezhu swarangaloda..anandan...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phobophobiac.blogspot.com/"&gt;GV...yoda ezhu ennangal...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noisyparan.blogspot.com/"&gt;satham illama pona..saranyan...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112595713974617750?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112595713974617750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112595713974617750&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112595713974617750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112595713974617750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/09/kadamai-azhaithathu.html' title='Kadamai azhaithathu'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112508097137736798</id><published>2005-08-26T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T20:57:50.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vandaaraiya vandaaraiyaaaaa...</title><content type='html'>Today(friday) the CEO of my company ( my temp job ) was visiting the facitlity..... adengappaaaaa..over hype as he is coming to this facility for the first time. I have heard that his speeches are really interesting and entertaining and i was actually looking forward to it..... .He was going on and on about what is going to be done in future... and sounded exciting.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we had one hour of this and then all of us got free stickers to promote the future project of the company.. Nice stickers for car.. ( car yaaru kuduppaa.... enna maathiri aalukku ellam idha otta??? ..lol..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Met a guy who has achieved quite a lot and a very inspiring personality.. he made my DAY.....after this I felt like going home.. ( quite a long day.. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112508097137736798?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112508097137736798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112508097137736798&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112508097137736798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112508097137736798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/vandaaraiya-vandaaraiyaaaaa_26.html' title='vandaaraiya vandaaraiyaaaaa...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112425325820370236</id><published>2005-08-16T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:48:28.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engey sellum indha "Journey????"</title><content type='html'>Time travel... Well  today morning this topic flashed for an instantaneous second and then i continued with my day's work.At night  I read about the dream BLOG : 2050 -A journey http://earth2050.blogspot.com/.......journey made the thought of "time travel" to flash again  in my mind..and then I visited a blogger's site who has described himself as "time traveller"...3 times the same topic popped into my mind.. oh my god..couldnt resist it now.. writing the 2nd blog.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Time travel ?? It is an abstract topic of discussion yet an interesting one. I welcome all your thoughts and comments on this.FEEL FREE TO SAY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TIME TRAVEL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112425325820370236?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112425325820370236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112425325820370236&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112425325820370236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112425325820370236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/engey-sellum-indha-journey.html' title='Engey sellum indha &quot;Journey????&quot;'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112424362839209850</id><published>2005-08-16T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:53:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"thollai" kaatchigal</title><content type='html'>Having your own life even among strangers : "privacy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Having your own food habits : "lifestyle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Identifying native : "tongue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Paying the utilities : " responsiblility"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Searching for apartments with desis : " sulekha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LIVING WITH ROOM MATES : &lt;strong&gt;"WORDLESS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are certain things that cannot be expressed in words..... For 'that'thing you need to EXPERIENCE it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112424362839209850?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112424362839209850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112424362839209850&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112424362839209850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112424362839209850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/thollai-kaatchigal.html' title='&quot;thollai&quot; kaatchigal'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112416405692792855</id><published>2005-08-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:11:34.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/title4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/400/title.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezhuthu kooti padikkum en iniya thamizh thozhar- thozigaley &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/vanakkam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/200/vanakkam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who read tamil alphabet by alphabet would have read the first and the second word in a similar fashion (Kelari kilariya siripalai…huh!#$#^%&amp;^?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school we had this interactive class where it was made sure that every student in the class participated. The game of the day was that you should list out 5 random years or dates significant in your life and your partner should guess correctly. We would get points. This meant a lot to all of us at that time as we could earn stars based on the points we win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Hey “A” can you please stand up and tell the dates you guessed about your partner?&lt;br /&gt;A: Year 1982 .. it was his birth year&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Ok&lt;br /&gt;A:  Year 1985 .. his younger brother was born&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Fine and did you guess it?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. The third date was 19XX and this was the year his parents got married &lt;br /&gt;[ One more question was also told by Mr.A]&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : Looks like you guessed everything? What about the last one ? &lt;br /&gt;A : No Ma’am. The last year he had written was 1991 and….&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : So what was the significance of that year that you were not able to guess?&lt;br /&gt;A: When I asked him he said : “ That was the year when my dad became bald”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole class roared with laughter. The teacher could not control herself. This was the most mischievous guy of my class and yeah.. avan thaan namba – &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/title3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/title2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gowri kilariya siripallai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/bday%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/bday%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naan munumunukkum paadal  :   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/song.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a month ago we got in touch  and he called me from Europe : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G : Hey sukku ( my school nick name added to this)  yaarunu  kandupidi ?&lt;br /&gt;S  : Hey gowri epdi irukkey ?? &lt;br /&gt;G : Parava illayey kandu pidichutiye … hehehee&lt;br /&gt;S  : Appuram sollu how is life ? Romba maaritiya school appuram??&lt;br /&gt;G : Hey un kural phonela romba maari pochu.. namba enna oru 9th or 10th lasta pathirupoma??&lt;br /&gt;S  :  hey gowri.. namba idhan first time phonela pesarom.. schoola phonela namba pesinadhey kidaiyadhu.&lt;br /&gt;G: hey aaamam correct ..  ( I was roaring with laughter with the serious tone in which he was analyzing how much my voice has changed.......lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME PEOPLE NEVER CHANGE AND I GUESS THAT'S WHAT MAKES THEM AS ONE OF THE MOST UNFORGETTABLE PERSON YOU HAVE MET IN YOUR LIFE.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enzoiiii life… :)&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112416405692792855?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112416405692792855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112416405692792855&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112416405692792855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112416405692792855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/ezhuthu-kooti-padikkum-en-iniya.html' title=''/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112404399971985010</id><published>2005-08-14T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T11:47:52.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suthanthira dinam...</title><content type='html'>Time to show your innner ferocious sleeping lion to the world..'patriotism'..such a wonderful feeling that cannot be explained in mere words..... its like a smell of fresh air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well another important thing is that no matter where you are ... you are still patriotic towards your country. I have seen a lot of people complaining about BRAIN drain ... but if they get a chance to go abroad, they would be more than happy to grab that chance.. (Hypo..hypopotamasa???... illayey.. aaah.. hypocrites :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I watched Mangal Panday by aamir and I think he has a good timing of releasing the movie about a forgotten freedom fighter. The widely spoken about freedom fighters are those who were alive on that magical day of Aug 15 1947. The earlier efforts of people in different parts of the country to give all of us this wonderful gift is not widely spoken.The poems of Barathiyar brought into light some of the fighters efforts but still there are more MANGAL PANDEY's whose efforts are not known to us.Does it mean our records of history is not upto the mark?? or does it mean those freedom fighters were modest not to identify themselves or does it mean they thought it was their duty towards their motherland and had no need to brag about it?? Hmm.. I think our present day politicians should answer all these questions instead of posing for Media.. lol...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/main.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Charector of "GORDAN" in mangal pandey was really impressive. For all we know there might have been more britishers like him.. Hats off to the guy who played Gordan.. am sure his acting would be well awarded.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/images1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutting short...here.. there are many more things we all have to think about.. adukku munnadi.. HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAY TO ALL YOU FELLOW INDIANS OUT THERE..&lt;br /&gt; and guess wht.. on this memorable date.. india is completing 2 yrs of independance from me ...lol....u guessed it right..am completing my 2 yr here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we have lost on gaining this independance..is..our neighbours..."And last but not the least...wishing all my dear pakistani neighbours .. HAPPY INDEPENDANCE DAY WISHES".. waiting for yet another magical date...the day when both these lands are going to become once like before &lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;sukku (posting at 12 am IST : aug 15, 2005)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112404399971985010?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112404399971985010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112404399971985010&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112404399971985010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112404399971985010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/suthanthira-dinam.html' title='suthanthira dinam...'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112372964337482766</id><published>2005-08-10T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:07:23.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oru maasam aachu..;)</title><content type='html'>Nanri makkaley...ennaiyum oru bloggera consider panni ...ennoda postukku ivlo feedback kudutha unga ellarukkum ...Nanri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; idho...with just 4 posts...i have completed my first month as a blogger. Someone asked me today at 10.30 pm as to when I started blogging and when I looked back ..I saw that my first post was exactly a month back...wow...time flies away like anything....One whole month...and already I have so many new blogger friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Frankly speaking I opened an id as blogger to leave commment on satya's blog. I have never considered myself a good composition writer and was scared to start my own blog...but then..after reading couple of blogs of satya..i thought...let me also try to post something funny and people shld only laugh... seeing my posts...(ellarum kalla kaila edupathu theriyudhu...) cos till now i have not posted anything funny.. I think writing funny articles also require some talent.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...will soon write out a funny blog or try to recall some funny incident... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ungalai adathu murai ennudaya ezhuthukkaloda sandhikkum varai.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata &lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112372964337482766?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112372964337482766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112372964337482766&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112372964337482766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112372964337482766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/oru-maasam-aachu.html' title='Oru maasam aachu..;)'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112346964849864883</id><published>2005-08-07T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:48:19.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.i.E.n.D.s....4 ever</title><content type='html'>Friendship....hmmm it is a wonderful feeling to be shared.If you start writing about friendship, am sure all of us can write as much as our university answer papers. I dont want to write all that story and make you all go senti ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This post is dedicated solely to my childhood friend.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/ShowLetter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/ShowLetter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really miss her and I wish her Good wishes for a wonderful life. Happy frienship day en priya-maanavaley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To all of you out there..it is true that one relationship that is in our hands to choose is our friend. HAppy friendship day to all of you. Have fun and make more friends..what do we got to loose in adding more friends to the friend list? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/fship%20new2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/400/fship%20new1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care &lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112346964849864883?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112346964849864883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112346964849864883&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112346964849864883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112346964849864883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/friends4-ever.html' title='F.R.i.E.n.D.s....4 ever'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112315897874401455</id><published>2005-08-04T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:48:32.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaaN Romba busyeeeeeeeeee....</title><content type='html'>Enna da.. romba naal kazhichu blog panrennu indha titleaaaa?? Illa...appuram??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you are right..most of you would have been reminded of the cute lil boy running around the house shouting at his mom this famous “junior horlicks” dialog…. ( trisha mattum nyapagathukku vandha maaakaley….i mean makkaley…avaloda payyana oru kutty payyan varuvaan andha adla)……..that dialog is true to fit to the frame of most of our lives. All of us are so busy with studies/work/sports/entertainment etc..that we forget one of the most important value : Courtesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we sit back at the end of the day and try to recall that entire day, we would realize that we have met so many people from dawn to dusk, who would have knowingly or unknowingly would have affected our life. Do you remember how many of them you spoke to and what you spoke to them or do you even remember looking up at some of their faces?? In our busy live style we have forgotten this essential moral value : courteousness. We meet so many people whose small actions might have helped us in survival of that day but then we would not have even said a “thank you” to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god…why am I writing about this topic ..well today I helped one guy in my work place. After about 20 minutes he added me to his IM and said “ thank you”. He was in a senior position than me and I was little surprised and asked if he wanted any other help. He replied saying that since I was not around when he left my table, he had added me to his IM to say “thank you”. He also added the additional comment that he did not want to be added into the categorized list of ‘morons’ who don’t have the time to even say “Thanks” once their job is done. Though it was none of my business, I tried to justify those people’s attitude saying that they might have been busy with their work tension that they might forget to thank for the small help extended to them. His reply was that if they could remember to breathe in their busy schedule, they should also be able to remember to be courteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/1600/horlicks01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3655/1283/320/horlicks01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhukkum namba kutty herokkum enna connection??? The habit of being polite or courteous should be cultivated at the age of our busyeeeeeeeeeeeeee boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Other than "thank you" other polite gestures like "Hi, how are you doing today?" or " Take care" or "Have a nice day" are commonly used by people in countries like US and UK. I can hear a lot of people reading this blog complaining that most of these people dont even wait for a response. I do agree to that, but these small gestures can sometimes brighten someone's day. Try it out and do let me know how you feel when you are polite to people around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least - " "Keep smiling, you will never know who falls in love with your smile" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;sukku :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112315897874401455?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112315897874401455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112315897874401455&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112315897874401455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112315897874401455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/08/naan-romba-busyeeeeeeeeee.html' title='NaaN Romba busyeeeeeeeeee....'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112214381947078673</id><published>2005-07-23T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T11:36:59.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nyabagam varukiradha ????</title><content type='html'>Life has been so life-less for past month....too many drastic changes in life.....too many happenings  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The best thing that ever happened to me and brought me back to life was getting in touch with my good ol' school mates. All my life i have studies in 3 schools. I got in touch with the yahoo groups my ol' school mates thru a class guy (nee nalla iruppa maharasaaa...)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evlo life change aaanalum...enna panninaalum...school naaal nyapagam varum podhu... am sure all our faces light up to a bright smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; evlo innocent life...evlo jokes...evlo fun....hmmm....."wish i could turn back time...impossible as it may seem..." - back street singin' behind my head....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romba naal kazhichu...ellarum avangaloda...best moments in school pathi pesarom....lost "crush" pathi pesarom....who married whom gossips...... wht is everyone doing..how is everyone looking like ..when they have grown old....all this is too much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this increased activity of contacting, chatting and calling up over phone ...may be a short lived bubble in the air..but am sure..it is going to be one of my most unforgettable TIME in my lifetime.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all you people out there.....do try to get in touch with your old friends....forget the small fights...forget your ego...try to get in touch...feel free to talk to them..share thoughts...and then let me know...how you felt about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata....&lt;br /&gt;sukku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112214381947078673?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112214381947078673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112214381947078673&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112214381947078673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112214381947078673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/07/nyabagam-varukiradha.html' title='nyabagam varukiradha ????'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14365197.post-112101490322465551</id><published>2005-07-10T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T16:44:18.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comedy - o - comedy</title><content type='html'>hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ithu thaan my first post. So for all you people...am just not writing much but giving u a link to the comedy drama site :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://as01.coolgoose.com/music/category.php?id=10354&amp;page=3&amp;amp;order=title"&gt;http://as01.coolgoose.com/music/category.php?id=10354&amp;page=3&amp;amp;order=title&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENZOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14365197-112101490322465551?l=cutefreaky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/feeds/112101490322465551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14365197&amp;postID=112101490322465551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112101490322465551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14365197/posts/default/112101490322465551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cutefreaky.blogspot.com/2005/07/comedy-o-comedy.html' title='comedy - o - comedy'/><author><name>cutefreaky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15433284666022749906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
