Friday, December 15, 2006

the return of the scientist!!!

Hi ppl…

I couldn update my blog cos of an emergency situation.

Emergency???

What’s tat??!!...One might wonder…

EXAMS….anyone can think of a situation worse than that??

WAR OF WORDS???- A TRAGI-COMEDY

-Aswath.P

One of the world’s biggest artificial disasters that happens every year, but goes unnoticed, is the Anna University semester exams for affiliated colleges.

Every man has ‘a’ breaking point in life.

But an engineering student has 8 n not jus one breaking point.

Don’t understand??

I am referring to the 8 semester exams an engineer has to take to get the ‘coveted’ (no sarcasm meant!!)

BE degree…

After months of hard work*, the warrior (henceforth the student will be called so…for all the trials they face …with courage n determination) goes into the exam hall with a reputation to save.

I think that an AU student must be given an MBA degree at the end of the 4 years of study.

Why??
Come on…I have my reasons…

1. He learns about team work while mass bunking classes

2. He learns HR management when he splits assignments with others.

3. He learns time management by keeping a perfect 75% attendance needed to take the sem exams.

4. And finally…he learns crisis management during times of disaster (exams!!)

Three cheers to the AU warrior who can take on the world’s worst catastrophe without any fear or hesitancy.

He, who takes on the worst,

Will come to the top, up first

He, who survives the hours- numbered 3

At the end, will reign free

He, who rises before the sun,

Will break the jinx like fun

Hats off to the AU warrior

For his deeds we wish n cheer.

Friday, October 20, 2006

BOOK REVIEW

BOOK NAME: THE GODFATHER
AUTHOR: MARIO PUZO

‘The Godfather’ is a book about a mafia family-The Corleones of New York. It is set in the period from 1930’s to 1970’s, evident from the fact that the great depression of the 1930’s and the World War II (1939-45) are mentioned for reference.

The story is all about the Corleone family rising to power, facing crisis and reasserting their supremacy over all other mafia families over New York.

The Don a.k.a the Godfather- Vito Corleone is leading the family with the help of loyal men, committed to him, bound to him by friendship. He is no normal mafia guy, no blood-thirst, not the vendetta type. He is a calm but brute force who will do anything to gain the friendship of other people.

Everything goes fine until Sollozzo enters the scene. The Don is shot and injured. Its now left to his sons- Santino, Freddo and Michael to lead the family against several hostile forces. What happens to them forms the rest of the story.

The story is laced heavily with Italian and Sicilian names and words. But that’s the interesting part of the story. You will be awestruck by the power that is wielded by the characters in the story. Also the names of the other families-Tattaglias, Barzini, Zaluchi, Tramonti, Molinari, Panza, Forlenza, Stracci, Cuneo and Falcone make your jaws drop because of the power they weaved. A classic story, told in a masterly way.

You have to note the following characters (they got my attention!!)
Vito corleone (the don)
Santino (son 1)
Michael corleone (son 3)
Clemenza (capo régime 1-captain/commander)
Tessio (capo régime 2)
Tom Haegen (consigliore-councilor)
Kay Adams (wife of Michael)
Connie Corleone (daughter of the don)
Luca Brazi (right hand man of the don-he doesn’t survive long!!)
Rizzi Carlo (husband of Connie)
Jhonny fountane (godson of the don)
Nino (member of the family)
Sollozzo (a dangerous turk)
P.S: I MIGHT HAVE MISSED SOME!!!

Saturday, October 14, 2006

sania mirza pics...

sania mirza pics

http://hqpics4u.blogspot.com/2006/09/sania-mirza-1.html
http://hqpics4u.blogspot.com/2006/09/sania-mirza-2.html
http://hqpics4u.blogspot.com/2006/09/sania-mirza-3.html


u can get the tennis icon's pic frm these sites listed above....

bye..

interesting links...

hi ppl...
from now on i will be posting some of the interesting links i come across...
hope u all enjoy them...

this one is of cities n places....

http://www.hinddawn.com/incredible_pages_2/beautiful_colorful_city/index.html

Sunday, September 17, 2006

THE TRAVELOUGE

IV EXPERIENCES

Industrial visits are a part of the Anna University curriculum. Every college has to take its students for at least 2 industrial visits. This was my first one.’ First’ in the sense, my first outing with college mates….away from my dear Chennai…away from my dear home….away from my dear family and friends.

The schedule was,
To start on 13th, September, 2006 at 9.45pm by the kaveri express.
To visit places in Mysore, coorg and Bangalore on 14th, 15th, 16th
To leave for Chennai on 16th, September, 2006 at 10.45pm by the kaveri express

Now let’s analyze the days, one by one.

13TH SEPTEMBER, 2006:

This was an irritating day for me. All because of a silly math re-test, not that I flunked the initial one, but because I missed it due to the delay caused by my college bus. My college, being 40km away from Chennai is not easily accessible (includes to and fro journeys).
Finally left college at about 1.30pm,missed a PTC bus, waited in the scotching sun for an hour, finally boarded a bus at 2.40pm, came to my home at 4,tired/exhausted/drained off of all energy, call it whatever!

Then it was time to pack. Heard of the saying ‘less luggage, more comfort’? Well, I never knew that I would realize it only at the end of the trip.
I packed up a suitcase n a bag that can be worn on the shoulder. On the whole, it was a bit heavy, but I never realized it as I would have, in the 3 days that was to follow.

I left for Chennai central station by auto with my mom and dad. On the way it was full of traffic. Reached the station at 8pm.we were asked to wait near a book shop (Higginbothams).
I asked mom and dad to leave. Then on, it was me by myself.
Boarded the train on platform no. 7, train no.6221, coach S11, seat no. 29.

Travel n I have never been good friends. Most of the travels (long distance) have made me sick. This was no exception. Being a person who enjoys silence, I was to experience excitement in person; at sound levels exceeding 100dB (might be an exaggeration).
Such was the atmosphere inside the train. Every one had planned not to sleep thru the journey.
And suddenly a thought/fact struck me. I hadn’t brought my ID card. If the TTR checks for it then I am sure to get a fine. This made me feel even sicker. Somehow I knew I can manage this. So taking it off my mind, I climbed up my birth and slept. The others tried to wake me up, but sensing that I wasn’t feeling well they let me off….for the time being!


14TH SEPTEMBER, 2006:


Through out the journey I kept hearing shouts/cheerings/hootings-generally termed as noise by me. The journey ended with the arrival of the station in Bangalore at 4.30am.I slogged out with my luggage and walked towards the exit. We took our travels bus-a 35 seater, an all boys gang. It had a DVD player and a TV. On the way to Mysore I watched kaakha kaakha- a film.
Good one but I didn’t like it as the heroine dies in the end (I like movies with happy endings).

After the movie I was free to open the screens so that I can see the scenery on the way. The winding roads and the green surroundings was tempting me to write a poem or two, but I had no pen, so I will write on it sometime later.

Came to vyshak international-the hotel we were to stay, at 9.50am. We were to settle down, 4 per room. My room mates were balaji, bharath and arun. All three are my class mates and friends. Room no 411 had a TV and a comfortable bed. We could watch all channels there as the state (Karnataka) had no CAS setup.


I took bath in the freezing water, had breakfast and started for chamundeshwari temple. No cameras were allowed inside, so had to be satisfied with a shot of the gopuram.
The scenic beauty of the place took me by storm. Very calm, peaceful, and more important, green!

The next stop was the world famous Mysore palace. It had an awesome exterior.17th century architecture was better than ours. Golden thrones, silver articles, antiques made of elephant tusks, several paintings-those were the highlights of the palace. The durbar was a big hall with several art works on the walls, ceilings, decorated with several silver framed Belgian mirrors. Here too cameras weren’t allowed inside.

A trip to Mysore is incomplete without visiting this exotic place. Do u get it? I am talking about the Brindavan gardens. The place is a major tourist hub. The weather was cool and a gentle breeze was blowing across the gardens. I took lots of snaps. Although we had to walk a lot the tiredness was never felt. The light and sound show-where the fountains dance to songs, was a visual treat. It was getting dark, so we escorted our class girls to the entrance. Back at the hotel I ate and went to sleep.

15TH SEPTEMBER 2006:

This was to be the most satisfying day of the visit. I took bath, once again in the freezing waters. Ate and checked out of vyshak international. My next destination was Philomena’s church. It looked like the twin towers, or more like the petronas towers in Malaysia. It had painted glass works, bee hives in its high rise areas and an underground chamber where the names of all those who contributed towards its construction was scribed on the walls.

Then came the most interesting and most heavenly experience of the day- the Tibetian settlement. It was an extremely calm and peaceful place. Wheat and sugarcane fields surrounded the settlement. It can be described as heaven on earth. The people there had a monastery, a university and a colony. The monastery was the home for monks; all of them had the traditional robes of red and yellow. Cameras were allowed inside. The main prayer area was a huge hall, with 3 statues, about 20 feet high, made of gold. Near the statues was a golden throne, with a picture of the Dalai Lama on it. Before them were several low level benches for the monks to pray and chant their prayers. The walls were covered with several paintings, all done in recent times. To summarize, it was a country inside a district.

From there it was time for the highlight of the day- Abbi falls. The bus couldn’t go all way to the entrance of the pathway to the falls because the roads were inaccessible for big vehicles. So we had to walk 2.5 to 3km in the rain to the entrance of the pathway. And then onwards another 1km walk downhill to reach the falls. It was a small one-21.3m high. Information about the falls- the daughter of an English governor slipped to her death in the falls. The falls had a bridge in front of it. Standing on it we can feel the spray of the falls. There was a path to lead us to the base of the falls. I didn’t get into the water because it was too cold, yet some of my friends got into it. We took photographs standing on a rock in between the waters, a risky venture! The place was infested with leeches. Many of us got stuck to it. The trip uphill was more exhausting because we had to walk against gravity, against the slope.

Next stop-Raja’s seat. It was just 6.30pm but the thick fog had made visibility close to nil.
The big fog lights kept at the park cast our shadows in the sky. Such was the thickness of the fog!

The sight seeing at mysore is over with raja’s seat. Boarding the travels bus we then proceeded to Bangalore.


16TH SEPTEMBER 2006:

It was 12.15am; we hadn’t had our dinner as yet. We stopped at a restaurant on the
Mysore-Bangalore highway. The place was closed for the day, but on our request they opened it and prepared food for us. Then we came to the bus and slept thru the rest of the journey. We reached Bangalore at 3.30am, checked in at hotel pavana residency and slept again.
I woke up at 7.30am, took bath for once in hot water (my previous ones were cold water baths). Breakfast was taken and we started for accomplishing the goal of our trip- visit an industry. As it was a Saturday CPRI (central power research institute) was working half day only. We went there past noon time, so were denied entry initially. After a prolonged requisition we entered, stayed there for half hour and then came out. Had lunch and started out for ISKON. The security procedure there was a bit too elaborate (must have been the impact of the recent blast at an ISKON rally). It can be described as a heaven amidst a hell (I meant the busy city). We chanted
‘Hare rama hare rama
Rama Rama hare hare
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna hare hare’
thru out the pathway to the sanctum sanctorum. 108 steps lead the way to it.

Got some mementos there-a poster and a keychain. There were all sorts of eats there, popcorns, doughnuts, pizzas, samosas, veg cakes and many more. Because of lack of time we couldn’t stop for eating.


By that time I had started feeling sick, but I did go along with friends to majestic- a shopping area, like Ranganathan Street in Chennai. The people there were talking in Kannada, so couldn’t do much of bargaining. But I got a t-shirt as a proof of being there to that place.
The walk had made me sicker.
We had to walk to the station, platform no.5, train no.6221, coach S5, seat no.57.
I took my upper birth as soon as the train started moving and slept.

17TH SEPTEMBER 2006:
Woke up at 5.30am because I felt uneasy, then brushed my teeth, woke up the others, took snaps with friends.
Arrived at Chennai central station at 7.30am. Walked with friends to the park station, boarded the electric train to mambalam station, took an auto and reached home at 8.20am, was flat out with fever for the day. I had digital electronics unit test the next day, couldn’t prepare for it, and so thought of preparing for it the next day in the bus.

18TH SEPTEMBER 2006:
I woke up at 5am as usual but felt tired, so I switched off the alarm and went back to sleep. Then I decided not to go for college, woke up at 8.15am and started working upon this travelogue. This is the first day I am bunking college (great Na!!)

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

braiNstorm #2

consequences arent results of actions....but of the thoughts that provokes them...

on the mumbai serial blast

11.7.06
painful day in the life of all indians...
more than hundreds killed in blasts in mumbai...

the cause: some ppl who dont understand the value of life...ppl who think its a holy war...

what is that they want?
is it chaos n fear?
and what is the answer
for those who lost their near n dear
dont they ever realise the value of life?
and wont they solve this endles strife?
one day they will all pay....
this...is my tearful say...

IND DAY SPL

hi ppl...wrote this on ind day(aug 15th)
took time to post it...

born in the land of glory and pride
ever at freedom,with fears kept aside
let diversity be the key for our life
and lets live it without a strife

free to rise with the sun's shine
free to sleep with the moon's light
free to go the extra mile
free to go on a heavenly flight

all religions are free to preach
we rise...out of reach
all that our ppl do is care n love
getting blessings from all above
so great a country to be born for
and all willing to lay life uncalled for
lets serve her with our mind body n soul
lets put her on top of the world-our goal...

Monday, August 07, 2006

the best i have heard....

hi ppl....

i heard ganesh-kumaresh----the violin duo in concert-'EXPRESSIONS' in SS music....
since then i have become a gr8 fan of theirs....

they are very good in contemporary music....n fusion too,thats besides their classsical expertise...

soul-stirring---thats wat i can say about their music...

hear them if u can....feel the music...experience life....

braiNstorm #1

hi ppl.....
i will be posting my 'own creations'(my own sayings) from now on.....

lets start....my favourite....

LOVE THY MOVIES AS THY HATE THINE SUBJECTS....

Saturday, July 29, 2006

my favourite quotes...

hi ppl....

my fav quotes/messages(some were sms es)

u don have to be gr8 to start with,but u have to start to b gr8- abe lincoln

think ahead,think fast,ideas are no ones monopoly-dhirubhai ambani

pursue ur goals even in the face of difficulties,and convert adversities into oppurtunities-dhirubhai ambani

people laugh at me....sayin that i am different
i laugh at them....cos they are all the same-sms message

relation between a heart n another is love
that between heart n heart beat is friendship-sms


give u more ltr....

Friday, July 28, 2006

god.....my god!!!!

well....i am not deeply religious....but i do thank god forwat he has given me

thank you god...for giving me
eyes that shed the tear
heart that knows no fear
legs that wont go on the rear
mind that works all time-top gear
soul that loves near n dear
friends who are there to cheer
oh god....do u hear????

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

i am a bad poet!!!!

according to me war is the worst thing that can happen to mankind....
lucky i wasnt around during WWI n WWII

here's my thoughts on war....

what suffering what pain?
for all is loss but no gain
blood is one that runs in veins
but in war its the one that rains
so much life was lost
in several wars of the past
so heavy it costs
sometimes people lie-lost
so deep it leaves a scar
yet why war?

Monday, July 24, 2006

the pain....

This poem was written by me on July 10th...
a painful day cos Indias rocket launch went bizzaire...

I HOPE THEY WILL BE BACK....SUCCESSFULLY...

A billion dreams up in the sky
All destroyed after seconds of delight
What money spent?
What work spent?
What time spent?
What pride, that got dent
And when all dreams shattered in the sky
All that was left was a tear in my eye

-Aswath Prabhakar.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

about me....

hi
i am doin engineering in a college in India-Chennai
am an electronics n communication engineer
i am a harry potter fan
also fan of dan brown n robert langdon
love readin books