<?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-2781627164566559322</id><updated>2012-02-06T22:55:39.728+05:30</updated><category term='friends birthday celebration'/><category term='audio blogs'/><category term='monsoon kovalam'/><category term='those were best days of my life'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='kovalam'/><category term='Booze'/><category term='KingFisher'/><category term='myth of software engineer'/><category term='birds'/><category term='quit job'/><category term='rock show'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='linux users group'/><category term='prepaid'/><category term='make money'/><category term='bryan 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life'/><category term='accident yamaha'/><category term='Bachelors Drinking.'/><category term='allepey'/><title type='text'>ranting</title><subtitle type='html'>- talk in a noisy, excited, or declamatory manner.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4782951149763422244</id><published>2008-11-30T01:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:11:11.022+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineers hunting crabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineers tension'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great kill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crab hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineer time out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crab beach'/><title type='text'>we gone crab hunting - the great kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/STGdT81olmI/AAAAAAAABas/6jTcR4S7vTU/s1600-h/29112008065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/STGdT81olmI/AAAAAAAABas/6jTcR4S7vTU/s400/29112008065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;click to enlarge - warning for the faint hearted : may cause an unknown amount of fear or "yucks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another weekend came as "unexpected" ;-)  . Didnt think i would be out of bugs on friday,the weekend.we developers are so afraid of these fridays..i start biting nails that I grew over the week on fridays....till now i havent purchased a nail cutter for cutting my nails...now u may think about my feet..well im saving them,who knows one day I may have to bite my fingers off my hand..if you thought I was just kidding....well i was ;-) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so this friday was an unexpected end..overwhelmed with joy..I made a quick plan and told my friend jaise that we can go for crab hunting..I didnt expect him to agree.But the spark got fire and he said yes.And we reached room by 6..took out the gears..a decommisioned shuttlebat and a plastic cover..tats all..this is enough to kill crabs..and a hell of zest we drove to the kazhakootam beach..dont know the beach's name..its near meenamkulam,just near the kinfra park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we parked the bike on the road.it was dusk..the perfect time to start hunting..the crabs were coming out to the beach for an evening stroll :) ....Crabs will get confused when they are shown bright light..they wont even move and will stand still..this is their curse and thats our chance..they come in masses of about 30 - 60 and climb up the beach sand..when they hear us approaching..maybe the ground vibrations..they will start running towards the sea..this is where we strike...one guy will be the light guy and the other will be the hitman..the light guy will target a crab and come around the crab from the sea side so that the victimised crab cant run to the sea..and he will show the light towards the crab..first the crab shows some random motions but when the lightman gets near to it and the light becomes brighter..they get confused and stand still..now its hitman's chance and he hits it with the bat..a small blow of is just enough for the crab to get crippled and off he goes into the "game bag"...its easier said than done..the whole process of chasing a crab,cornering it,and crippling it will take only 5 to 7 seconds.Thats the only time window we got before the crab gets into the water...if u really want a more descriptive process..i hav already written a post about crab hunting many months back..this time we were focussed to get the biggies and the actions were well planned and synchronised so the misses were minimum..both the hitman's and lightman's actions should be simultaneous and synchronous..else it defeats the whole purpose..the lightman decided which crab is to be caught and he shows light to a singled out and the most advantageous one and the hitman does his part..we swapped roles and hunted on the dark beach for an hour running,diving till our good health could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hunted about 3.5 Kilos approx and was too tired to even walk back.so we sat on a catamaran and lied down on it looking up the stars and occasionally some shooting stars and talked about blackholes and supernovas..and we started our journey back..and lost our way..there were only stars to guide us and we didnt know where the pole star was..( as if,if we knew we would find our way )..the whole beach was pitch black..and wandered through the beach cutting the blackness which shrouded us with the sony ericsson's torch light..then two people approached us..they were fisherfolks..we told we lost our way back to the road..they helped us in finding the way back..we came so much advanced after those running and hunting..we had to walk a bit long distance back.And they showed us the exit point..and we were in the bike..with our kill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached room..washed the crabs and laid them to rest into the freezer..we plan to make something this monday or tuesday..maybe a crab soup..heard soups are healthy for software engineers.. :)) ...it was a perfect way to start a weekend..last week rock show..this week crab hunting..next week im going shark hunting..they say we shud aim on the stars to reach beyond the skies.. 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href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-gone-crab-hunting-great-kill.html' title='we gone crab hunting - the great kill'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/STGdT81olmI/AAAAAAAABas/6jTcR4S7vTU/s72-c/29112008065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3507810072770443362</id><published>2008-11-21T23:14:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:19:34.454+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german rock band show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nulltariff trivandrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nullTariff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty hotels in trivandrum'/><title type='text'>nullTarif live at trivandrum Nishagandhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSb-8L4fGpI/AAAAAAAABMc/vXEwaOKUTZ0/s1600-h/nulltarif.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSb-8L4fGpI/AAAAAAAABMc/vXEwaOKUTZ0/s400/nulltarif.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271180723819059858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSb-zg9jR5I/AAAAAAAABMU/LTqD4YDtirA/s1600-h/cr2007_nulltarif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSb-zg9jR5I/AAAAAAAABMU/LTqD4YDtirA/s400/cr2007_nulltarif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271180574858626962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nullTarif...a german rock band was live at trivandrum today.me and my friend went to watch it. the entry was free.It was sponsored by german cultural society on the eve of starting its operations in trivandrum.its a boy band and was not a heavy rock one.they performed well .though most of the german songs were not understandable , we enjoyed the essence of rock.headbanging had no use coz the songs were that kind of heavy.they even sang a love song too...OMG..a rock band with a love song..?? .. do that suck..i guess really..though rock band like metallica has got some slow numbers like "&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com/watch?v=erPnyi90cIc"&gt;nothing else matters&lt;/a&gt;" , hmm singing a love song... though we all like it..was a little girlish..the roll and rumble of the rock music has to stay where it is..but they performed extremely good.the sound of the thuds were awesome..like ur chest was being piled.they were sweating like hell..no no , no stage fear this. :)  our climate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this video of nullTarif from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F38hW0M5rsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F38hW0M5rsQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;videos of the live show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiPmjk7115E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiPmjk7115E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice way to start a weekend. an escapade from office tensions and unfixed bugs.office kills me..nowadays has started killing me more...im trying to find solace somewhere..be it movie or washing my cloths.im trying to find my toleration limit.Mum...u used to tell me..i had no patience..come nd see me now...how patient im..how i learned to keep mum to any injustice i see..how i learned to bend my knees..,how i learned to accept the wisdom the fools tell.how i learned to accept the egos..how i learned to accept the fact that the system will always work as it worked in the yesterdays and years..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3507810072770443362?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3507810072770443362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3507810072770443362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/nulltarif-live-at-trivandrum.html' title='nullTarif live at trivandrum Nishagandhi'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSb-8L4fGpI/AAAAAAAABMc/vXEwaOKUTZ0/s72-c/nulltarif.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2162792822772831503</id><published>2008-11-21T01:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:23:47.628+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orkut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><title type='text'>IT Recession Hits Orkut Fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;today when i checked out the ever inspiring fortune in my orkut home page. I was pretty fascinated,check out my fortune for today.orkut is a google product,no wonder why its so cool.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color='#ff0000'&gt;&lt;small&gt;The guy who reads your fortune lost his psychic powers (and his job ). We hope you are feeling lucky.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align='left'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSW9fucDCBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/jRo_EwT4bnI/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&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/2781627164566559322-2162792822772831503?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2162792822772831503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2162792822772831503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-recession-hits-orkut-fortune.html' title='IT Recession Hits Orkut Fortune'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SSW9fucDCBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/jRo_EwT4bnI/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4495113717590902824</id><published>2008-11-16T23:49:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:32:17.047+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technopark subway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technopark ambrosia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotels in trivandrum.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tasteless food trivandrum.ambrosia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trivandrum hotels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty hotels in trivandrum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subway trivandrum'/><title type='text'>why we started cooking in our home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;today me and my friends had food from a hotel...usually we cook on sundays,coz on sunday our cook wont come.This sunday we were too lazy to cook and we got ourselves punished again. I have seen hotels in many places of kerala.As far as I have seen,trivandrum has got the most worst hotels in terms of cleanliness and good food.The taste of the food sucks.The hotel people never cares for the taste of the food that their customers eat..Or is the whole trivandrum food taste is like this only ?? . You will feel depressed mentally after eating your food :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its  very difficult for you to get a waiter in front of you in trivandrum hotels.No they arent busy delivering the foods.They are stubborn.We have to explicitly go and invite them.Once I sat in a restaurant and was waiting for a waiter to come to my table.He saw me sitting there.But he had no plans to come to my table and ask what I need.So i went there and told him.Chetta ente table vare onnu varamo order edukkan,sarcastically. He understood my serious joke and came to my table.First I told him to clear my table.You know in trivandrum hotels,they dont clean your table completely.You will find remains of food even after their cleaning.And how do they clean it ?? .. swipe a cloth all over the table thus pushing the food particles out of the table to the floor.I havent seen such a practice in ernakulam.They will come with a small container and collect waste in that. So after much requests one guy came and "cleaned" in trivandrum style.To hear the response of the waiter for the things I asked , I had to get inside his mouth.I thought maybe this guy was an airline pilot.his dad wanted him to be a waiter,he didnt like this job.So he is behaving like this :) ...you can really feel the big attitude of these people.Like as if we are eating food for free from their hotels.finally i got my tasteless sambhar and idly.Had it and left the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the reasons why we started cooking in our home.due to workpressure we couldnt cook ourselves.So we appointed a cook.And taught her to cook in ernakulam style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptions: The sri ananthapuri hotel keshavadasapuram is one of the cleanest hotel I have ever gone in trivandrum,I know there maybe lots of other clean hotels in trivandrum.But I dont want to try my luck at those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptionally dirty hotels in trivandrum:&lt;br /&gt;The hotels in and around kazhakootam,technopark are the dirtiest hotels I have ever seen in my life.The rank holder is al madeena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do the Ambrosia in techno mall and the subway near it doesnt have a wash ? . dont we need to wash our hands before and after food.Or do we need to use the tissue ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4495113717590902824?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4495113717590902824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4495113717590902824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-we-started-cooking-in-our-home.html' title='why we started cooking in our home'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-5927517513489474649</id><published>2008-11-09T03:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:44:31.856+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teddy bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office made video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineer office made video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film office'/><title type='text'>teddy fixing a bug..an office made video by me.</title><content type='html'>this is a teddy puppet i snatched from a neighbour cubicle mate..did something crazy with that puppet..took video with my left hand in my n70 while i puppetted it with my right hand..an instant movie..a teddy is asked to fix a bug..he agrees..he is given 8.25 seconds..he tries to fix..time runs out..system hangs..more bugs surface up..he bangs his head..and finally faints on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://rapidshare.com/files/162159758/Teddy_FINAL_HQ.wmv"&gt;Download High Quality video of teddy fixing the bug from here its 22MB,wmv format&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3-4VIWxGO0"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3-4VIWxGO0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-5927517513489474649?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5927517513489474649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5927517513489474649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/teddy-fixing-bugan-office-made-video-by.html' title='teddy fixing a bug..an office made video by me.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-7862515444915629479</id><published>2008-11-07T00:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:08:08.054+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hsbc credit card fishing line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;today i was just checking my credit card account online,to my surprise i saw 2000 Rs levied as annual fees and 1000 rs levied as annual fees to my another add on card.I called HSBC customer care straight way and told them that i was told that this card hasnt got an annual fee and I wont pay the 3000 Rs levied against me.The sweet lady told me to hold on and after some seconds she reverted..Sir you are a  good customer to HSBC and you have had a good relation with the bank.So we are waiving the 3000 Rs and making your card life time free.Wowwww....they thought i must be so happy..I said thanks a lot and hung up..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this incident shows the fishing lines these people put onto ignorant people.I didnt wait to ask that how did i have a good relation with the bank and they waived me 3000 Rs...ohh tats a big amount of money to be simply waived off for..anyways i was lucky i didnt fall into the trap...ohh now i remember why i got a good relation with the bank..maybe itz coz i hav bought my laptop with the credit card for amount 25,000 and made it an emi...maybe coz of that..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;in a nutshell..credit cards are a boon...until and unless you use it extra carefully and keep monitoring the card statements..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&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/2781627164566559322-7862515444915629479?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7862515444915629479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7862515444915629479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/hsbc-credit-card-fishing-line.html' title='hsbc credit card fishing line'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8212689900637137125</id><published>2008-11-05T22:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:20:36.132+05:30</updated><title type='text'>mistakes &amp; regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SRHOwRzjMPI/AAAAAAAABKg/0aIFEzUcwWc/%5BUNSET%5D.gif' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;sometimes you do things which may suddenly take a wrong turn unwittingly.Mistakes are done without oneself's knowledge..i guess thats why they are called "mis takes".So how can you regret a mistake.You can feel sorry about a mistake but you cant regret.You can regret for the things that you have done with your knowledge.When decisions you took go wrong,when a small action of your's makes you go topsy turvy in life what will you call it..A mistake ? , will you regret ? , or will you feel sorry about it ?  what you think ? plz comment.&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/2781627164566559322-8212689900637137125?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8212689900637137125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8212689900637137125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/mistakes-regrets.html' title='mistakes &amp;amp; regrets'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SRHOwRzjMPI/AAAAAAAABKg/0aIFEzUcwWc/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8936240371003543085</id><published>2008-11-03T20:58:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:57:48.531+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken shaped birthday cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends birthday celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken fry birthday cake'/><title type='text'>a unique bday celebration -birthday chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SQ8mW0b6vMI/AAAAAAAABKY/P3fQrOLCMxY/s1600-h/bday_chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SQ8mW0b6vMI/AAAAAAAABKY/P3fQrOLCMxY/s400/bday_chicken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264468662894116034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old classmate of mine celebrated her bday recently...see the picture..no u guessed it wrong..its not a cake shaped like a chicken fry...its a chicken fry made into a cake.I have seen many kind of cakes shaped like shoes..heart..a car..a pumpkin...but this one is unique..she has made a full chicken fry the cake..and they celebrated her bday..instead of exchanging cake pieces they gave leg pieces..God bless them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb: hi classmate..i have given your bday celeb much publicity..hope u wud give me an extra treat when you come over here.. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8936240371003543085?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8936240371003543085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8936240371003543085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/11/unique-bday-celebration-birthday.html' title='a unique bday celebration -birthday chicken'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SQ8mW0b6vMI/AAAAAAAABKY/P3fQrOLCMxY/s72-c/bday_chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6782493448143497413</id><published>2008-10-14T22:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:45:15.845+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bug AXIS bank ATM NILA solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AXIS bank atm bug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AXIS bank ATM problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technopark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AXIS bank atm nila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Out of paper problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bug in ATM'/><title type='text'>A bug found at AXIS bank ATM,Technopark NILA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SPTgnJvThdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Hyoj0HLgpKg/s1600-h/12102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SPTgnJvThdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Hyoj0HLgpKg/s400/12102008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257073628282062290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;" &gt;click on image to get an enlarged image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;First of all, dont be too happy...this bug doesnt enable you to take untold sums of money from the ATM.This is a harmless bug.I will put myself in the shoes of a software tester and report it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bug Name : Print Receipt Out of paper Bug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Impact       : Cannot withdraw cash,even if cash is availalbe in ATM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Environment: Anytime :) , the ATM should be out of paper to print a receipt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Steps to reproduce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Refer the picture first before continuing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When the ATM is out of paper to print a receipt,A message as shown in the picture shows up giving you an option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Unable to print a receipt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Do you want to continue without a receipt" ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Press YES / NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pressing YES or NO will have the same result.Your transaction gets cancelled and your ATM card pops out.You will wonder why the hell.It didnt say out of cash.I told I dont want a receipt,still its rejecting my transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This bug occured to me last friday when I was going home and came to NILA AXIS bank ATM to take some money to home.I was very dissapointed after trying many times and i left the ATM.And all other people who came to withdraw had the same experience.Luckily there was a SBI ATM near by and I took cash from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This solution to this bug can be provided by the AXIS Bank authorities. I can provide a workaround for this bug.And you can take cash when this situation occurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoever programmed this ATM,forgot to tell where the YES switch was,When "out of paper" situation occurs.Pressing buttons at the side of YES,NO will take it as NO.Thats why your transaction gets rejected.That means pressing anyother button other than a YES button will take it as a NO.hmmm good logic..So that single YES button will be somewhere.The NO button was the last and YES was the second last.So I guessed the "real YES" button would the just above the "fake YES" button.So next time I came to the ATM,I tried it.Surprsingly,or is it the irresponsibility of the AXIS bank people, they havent loaded paper even after a day and a half.So the same bug existed.And I tried my luck by pressing the unnamed button just on top of the fake YES button and it worked.The third last button was the "real YES" and it delivered the cash.If any technoparkians are reading this.This would be very useful for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please press the third last button when the ATM is out of paper and it asks if you want to continue without a receipt.Refer the picture above for a clear understanding.The white ticked button should be pressed.The X marked are the fake YES and real NO buttons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-6782493448143497413?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6782493448143497413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6782493448143497413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/10/bug-found-at-axis-bank-atmtechnopark.html' title='A bug found at AXIS bank ATM,Technopark NILA.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SPTgnJvThdI/AAAAAAAABKQ/Hyoj0HLgpKg/s72-c/12102008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3130798971983099893</id><published>2008-10-05T16:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:45:15.368+05:30</updated><title type='text'>new features in my blog - what am i doing now , free sms blog updates to your cellphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Keeping up with the pace of web 2.0,i have introduced two new features , what am i doing now &amp;amp; Free SMS updates &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter - what am I doing now. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/titomc/SOie29Nuz7I/AAAAAAAABJk/Jj9Yuu25dM8/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With this gadget you see in the right top corner you can know my current status,whether im at office coding like a madman or im in for a movie..I will be updating the status often.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subscribe to my blog by 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3130798971983099893?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3130798971983099893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3130798971983099893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-features-in-my-blog-what-am-i-doing.html' title='new features in my blog - what am i doing now , free sms blog updates to your cellphone'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/titomc/SOie29Nuz7I/AAAAAAAABJk/Jj9Yuu25dM8/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3327048735580135415</id><published>2008-10-04T23:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:29:17.982+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gulmohar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='director ranjith actor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulmohar film review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malayalam film gulmohar review'/><title type='text'>the film gulmohar - the feeling still lingers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SOe7h18yXRI/AAAAAAAABJc/7ONajByfKpw/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SOe7h18yXRI/AAAAAAAABJc/7ONajByfKpw/s320/DSC02215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253373680443088146" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was working like a donkey all week..though work wasnt over..i took a stern decision that i wouldnt work on weekends.So today i was free to live my life..slept till 11..thn woke up had breakfast..thn saw some tv,newspapers..nd it was suddenly lunch time..had a good lunch..3 weeks back,one of my friend in my project who is now in tokyo suggested me to hear two songs from the movie gulmohar...though im a hardcore rock fan..she told me to take a break nd listen to it..nd i reluctantly did..i downloaded..ofcourse illegaly..nd heard "oru naal" .  to tell the truth..it took my heart away..i heard it again nd again..it wasnt boring..the movie was released this week.After lunch we roommates made a sudden plan to go for the film..fired up bikes nd reached padmanabha theatre in time..balcony had about 25 people...most of them were couples..ok i didnt misunderstand..they too like these kinda movies..so they came ok... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was indulged in the movie..it was superb..the color of the movie..the songs , just like photographs..the story is good nd practical.Sometimes i felt the flavours of rang de basanthi and 4 the people..but it went away fast..It shows the power of friendship and will power.Ranjith has done an excellent job in front of the camera from his usual place at the back.ONV's lyrics is scintillating and johnson has done his part well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film left an aura of thoughts and it still remains in my heart..The will power of a man,his determination,the patience and calmness and his love for his friends,his sacrifice,all portrayed excellently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Aa-SdngP47I"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=Aa-SdngP47I"&gt;watch youtube video of the song oru naal here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3327048735580135415?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3327048735580135415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3327048735580135415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/10/film-gulmohar-feeling-still-lingers.html' title='the film gulmohar - the feeling still lingers...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SOe7h18yXRI/AAAAAAAABJc/7ONajByfKpw/s72-c/DSC02215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-5718327250894449076</id><published>2008-09-27T22:36:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:55:21.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='programming tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissatisfaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer software job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quit job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>My grunts : My First Poem :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SN5q2J2bFbI/AAAAAAAABI4/TCFk3oeJJTE/s1600-h/IMG_3339Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SN5q2J2bFbI/AAAAAAAABI4/TCFk3oeJJTE/s200/IMG_3339Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250751694150243762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was bright,was green,it was butterflies everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;In the land of my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Engineering was tough..eventually it became a part of life...&lt;br /&gt;Learned a lot...ignored more than a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Liked mechanics more.....&lt;br /&gt;Computers were my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But marks went for mug ups..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt care..I went on my way...&lt;br /&gt;The lecturers marked me away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Still I survived..still I persisted..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for those green pastures...&lt;br /&gt;Where code runs through my head...&lt;br /&gt;Where I see language of the machines..everywhere I look,everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt to be the Neo of the real world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally I  am in my land..&lt;br /&gt;The grass is dry...&lt;br /&gt;The tree's fruits are bitter..&lt;br /&gt;But they look beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ploughed a lot...&lt;br /&gt;My landlord is a landlady :)&lt;br /&gt;Never satisfied..never smiles..&lt;br /&gt;She sows seeds on rocks..&lt;br /&gt;Never cares for her animals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am thin,im hungry,im thirsty..&lt;br /&gt;I plough more than half of my day..&lt;br /&gt;Still I get no water,no grass..only whips..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally..the time has come..&lt;br /&gt;To move on..to leave the dry grass behind..&lt;br /&gt;To correct a mistake,I have made..&lt;br /&gt;I was ignorant..just a college kid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know..Where I stand..&lt;br /&gt;Where I belong..&lt;br /&gt;Just like LinkinPark says..&lt;br /&gt;A place for my head..&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I belong..&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard..but I didnt get far..&lt;br /&gt;In the end..it doesn't even matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-5718327250894449076?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5718327250894449076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5718327250894449076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-grunts-my-first-poem.html' title='My grunts : My First Poem :)'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SN5q2J2bFbI/AAAAAAAABI4/TCFk3oeJJTE/s72-c/IMG_3339Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8354615429275245562</id><published>2008-09-22T23:25:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:47:20.190+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beverages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bottle Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vijay Mallya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachelors Drinking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KingFisher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signature'/><title type='text'>United We Stand...Divided We Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SNfgb2qDnZI/AAAAAAAABIw/Z1aCG5JU9uI/s1600-h/DSC01070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SNfgb2qDnZI/AAAAAAAABIw/Z1aCG5JU9uI/s400/DSC01070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248910659856604562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is yet another milestone...last year around this time..i have posted a photo of an array of bottles lined up neatly upon the shelf.It was when i was in cochin..We had to leave our collection behind when we all got mass transferred to trivandrum office.But we didnt lose hearts..slowly and "steadily" we started building our collection.Though you wont see much top gun bottles here as we are not that top gunned people...but you can find signature,bagpiper and romanov..The rest is our all time fav Vijay Mallya's KF..KingFisher beer.Sad but true..3 months back..our cook,chechi sold a hell of a collection to scrap guys for 1 Rs each..that broke our hearts..But we were able to clock this much within a short span of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-do-bachelors-make-large-number.html"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;though alcohol consumption is injurious to your health..its useful too...see this link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SNfgNSEYR_I/AAAAAAAABIo/JXhpHroR9b8/s1600-h/Strip_bottles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SNfgNSEYR_I/AAAAAAAABIo/JXhpHroR9b8/s400/Strip_bottles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248910409516730354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-8354615429275245562?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8354615429275245562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8354615429275245562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/09/united-we-standdivided-we-fall.html' title='United We Stand...Divided We Fall'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SNfgb2qDnZI/AAAAAAAABIw/Z1aCG5JU9uI/s72-c/DSC01070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-116429633786909463</id><published>2008-09-16T00:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:05:23.385+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acquarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home pet fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish as pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two fishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish photos'/><title type='text'>Fishy fishy - my new pets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;click on the photos to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SM6wXfFw03I/AAAAAAAABIU/MPRxEKNxoiY/s1600-h/Image1494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SM6wXfFw03I/AAAAAAAABIU/MPRxEKNxoiY/s320/Image1494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246324533462356850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SM6wXzV_cUI/AAAAAAAABIc/HGtPpogvQa4/s1600-h/Image1495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SM6wXzV_cUI/AAAAAAAABIc/HGtPpogvQa4/s320/Image1495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246324538899132738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the new arrivals in town.. My fishies..haven't named them officially yet..but im thinking of christening them as ikki and pikki....any suggestions ?? please comment.. :) . Got a small bottle of fishie food..the guy who sold me the fishies said i need to give only 3 small beeds of food per day...i dont know how they are going to survive..so i feed them double.Sorry I couldnt get a nice pose of them..They are too shy when they see a camera :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-116429633786909463?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/116429633786909463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/116429633786909463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-are-new-arrivals-in-town.html' title='Fishy fishy - my new pets'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vizhinjam harbour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsoon kovalam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='container terminal'/><title type='text'>Vizhinjam Fishing Boat Ride at Night to Kovalam - Adventure Of a Lifetime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SMwIFGAT4rI/AAAAAAAABIM/QkkIhfM3vqQ/s1600-h/200px-Vizportsite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SMwIFGAT4rI/AAAAAAAABIM/QkkIhfM3vqQ/s200/200px-Vizportsite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245576549584069298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;vizhinjam trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;was polson's sent off.We guys a mob of 15 met at our rented home at&lt;br /&gt;the morning of that september 20.We together started cooking.It was&lt;br /&gt;the biryani and the chicken stuff.Quite Contrary to the old saying&lt;br /&gt;that too many cooks spoil the dish..It was edible, the biryani..I&lt;br /&gt;started off with chopping onions and started crying..The one word of&lt;br /&gt;advice from a wise guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;simple solution to stop crying when you chop onions is to bite two&lt;br /&gt;match sticks between your teeth when you chop onions right from start&lt;br /&gt;to end.And you will never shed a drop of tear atleast when chopping&lt;br /&gt;onions.And its guranteed.I tested it and found it awesome..Science&lt;br /&gt;states that the gases rising from onions will react with the&lt;br /&gt;matchstick's chemicals and thus neutralises..blah blah blah... so no&lt;br /&gt;more tears pears...after the matchstick trick..and what more..u can&lt;br /&gt;even reuse that matchsticks and still they will get lightened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enuf&lt;br /&gt;of the kitchen stuff..believe me the biryani was superb and i was the&lt;br /&gt;proud owner of the salad..the inevitable thingie with the biryani..we&lt;br /&gt;ate it all..and nothing much was left over...and we all had a sound&lt;br /&gt;sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;it was about evening...and someones head dawned up  for a trip tp&lt;br /&gt;vizhinjam..It was a tedious task to waken up all the fallen&lt;br /&gt;mamoths..but we finally did and we were ready in less than 45&lt;br /&gt;minutes..8 bikes gruelled and we were on the highway headed for&lt;br /&gt;vizhinjam..it was kinda street race..some guys were game including&lt;br /&gt;me..and we were racing..others naive...not exceeding 40Kmph...and&lt;br /&gt;after a hard race of 40 minutes we reached the vizhinjam&lt;br /&gt;harbour..even before we reached it started smelling the sea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;saline mist of started tantalizing our nostrils..and it started&lt;br /&gt;burning on a small wound i had at my elbow..similiar to sprinkling&lt;br /&gt;salt on your wound..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As&lt;br /&gt;apt for a harbour,the sea is very deep even at the start of it..and&lt;br /&gt;it roared like anything..it was the monsoon seasons and the clouds&lt;br /&gt;were  ghostly dark.We could see lighting bolts so far away..like&lt;br /&gt;silver viens running on a grey massive body here and there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;went through a way cut out of rocks..and there stood a mosque at the&lt;br /&gt;top.It is so beautiful the yellow and white dome with yellow halogen&lt;br /&gt;lamps lit against a backdrop of the approaching heavy rains..it seems&lt;br /&gt;like a solace..making us forget the angry weather..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;we started exploring and went down to the rocks..The rocks were too&lt;br /&gt;steep and if we slipped , We will surely be crushed by the angry&lt;br /&gt;waves 50 feet below.I wanted to capture the waves smashing against&lt;br /&gt;the rocks and took out my modest 2MP nokia n70 camera..and waited for&lt;br /&gt;the right wave to come..Suddenly a strong gush of wind pushed my body&lt;br /&gt;forward and i was like oh my god..If i had lost my balance then..I&lt;br /&gt;would not have been here to write this blog.And i moved away from the&lt;br /&gt;place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;An&lt;br /&gt;occasional roar was disturbing our talks in between and it became&lt;br /&gt;louder and louder..and we looked at the source of this monstrous&lt;br /&gt;roar..It was the wave turbine installed by IIT or something to&lt;br /&gt;generate power from the strong waves of vizhinjam,someone said.We&lt;br /&gt;could see a white gush of water shooting to the sky many meters in&lt;br /&gt;height along with the roar like a whale shooting out the water..It&lt;br /&gt;was frightening like a jet's thundering sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;sea wall was constructed with a three legged thing made of concrete&lt;br /&gt;which weighed well more than 500 kilo per piece was thrown on the sea&lt;br /&gt;randomly..Thus forming an irregular structure when taken as a&lt;br /&gt;whole..The science behind this uneven structure is to break the force&lt;br /&gt;of the wave hitting the harbour..The harbour is somewhat safe from&lt;br /&gt;the violent sea because of this blockade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;green alage as all over the three legged wave breakers was an awesome&lt;br /&gt;sight..The white foam of the waves combined with the green algae was&lt;br /&gt;an eye candy for those who love it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;the moment we were all waiting for has come..The evening breeze&lt;br /&gt;started gaining momentum and we could see the birds going back to&lt;br /&gt;their shelters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;bargaining with the local fishermen we fixed a deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They&lt;br /&gt;will take 8 of us to kovalam in a fishing boat right now for 1400&lt;br /&gt;Rs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;the deal is ready and there are fifteen of us..I thought there would&lt;br /&gt;be a rush..But contrary to that biryani we made..There were not much&lt;br /&gt;takers for the adventure..Obviously they have all seen the sky&lt;br /&gt;shuddering...and those who love their life a bit will surely be&lt;br /&gt;reluctant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;finally the seats were filled up,including me ofcourse..I always had&lt;br /&gt;this adrenaline factor in me..And the brave 8 got set for the&lt;br /&gt;journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;young fisherman came towards us to lead the way to the boarding&lt;br /&gt;point.And he adviced us to remove our shoes lest it should be drowned&lt;br /&gt;in salt water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;thought “Ohh my god, arent we supposed to sit in boat and&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...why do we have to remove our shoes..are we gonna paddle with&lt;br /&gt;our foot ??” . After hearing this instruction everyones face lost&lt;br /&gt;the initial spark it had.Now our faces were like the cloudened&lt;br /&gt;evening sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;slowly and silently placed our shoes..most of them a nike,addidas or&lt;br /&gt;woodlands..inside the fisherman's hut..Inside the hut some elderly&lt;br /&gt;fisherfolks were knitting a net.And they smiled at us.I gave them&lt;br /&gt;back a wry smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;elderly man stood up and asked the young fishermen about the trip.And&lt;br /&gt;he adviced the youngman to drive slowly and avoid taking rapid&lt;br /&gt;jumps.I dont know what that meant “rapid jumps”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He&lt;br /&gt;guided us to the boat.Some 3 other fisherfolks came along and one had&lt;br /&gt;a yamaha motor engine on his shoulder and started fixing it onto the&lt;br /&gt;boat..while others started to empty the boat of water.We stood their&lt;br /&gt;for some minutes watching the fisherfolks in their tasks.We didnt&lt;br /&gt;talk much and was thinking nothing.But no one was willing to go&lt;br /&gt;back.Coz no one said we should call it off.I looked far..The silver&lt;br /&gt;veins of lightining still shot thru the skies..Occasionally revealing&lt;br /&gt;the roaring grey sea water with white foams in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;the time had some..We were told to get on board..Me and my friend&lt;br /&gt;jaise being the guys who got a bit more adrenaline factor..and also&lt;br /&gt;proud that we knew swimming..went in first and sat at the forefront&lt;br /&gt;of the boat..The rest 6 sat behind two each on each of the wooden&lt;br /&gt;plank..the other fisher folks pushed the boat into the grey water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;was at this point of time that we had to say..to turn back..to call&lt;br /&gt;it off..else after this point of time..it would be too late..No one&lt;br /&gt;talked a word..everyone was too chilled to utter a word..The boat&lt;br /&gt;started floating like a matchbox on a turbulence of water..we started&lt;br /&gt;feeling the unbalanceness..like everything went out of control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;the young man..the only fisherfolk in the boat started giving out&lt;br /&gt;instructions.The first instruction itself hit me and jaise in&lt;br /&gt;heart.Those who sit at the forefront..please be extra careful..The&lt;br /&gt;boat will experience heavy jumps at the front..Please holdon&lt;br /&gt;tight..also please sway with the boat..Dont try to sway opposite..you&lt;br /&gt;may get tilted and fall into the water..and that instruction hit me&lt;br /&gt;bullseye..I clutched the side of the boat.One of my hand on the side&lt;br /&gt;and the other on the planks im sitting on.Me and jaise looked eye to&lt;br /&gt;eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;passed on a determined look that gave each other the strength to face&lt;br /&gt;the dangers.And he asked how many of us knew to swim..Only three of&lt;br /&gt;us..me jaise and aravind including the fisherman four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;calculated like 4x2=8..so 1:1 is ratio for saving lives lest a mishap&lt;br /&gt;should happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;engines purring became audible and we started moving..I started&lt;br /&gt;moving towards the grey headed monster with the silver veins running&lt;br /&gt;through out his body..Oh my god was this the worst decision i ever&lt;br /&gt;made in my life..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;boat floated like a paper boat obeying the commands of the waves..It&lt;br /&gt;seems like the yamaha motor is just useless..The boats front started&lt;br /&gt;rising up about more the 45 degress i guess..And it fell down almost&lt;br /&gt;in a second again to water..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;one point of time before the boat rises..I could a grey wall of&lt;br /&gt;seawater above my head with white beeds of foam scattered through out&lt;br /&gt;the wall..I felt as if the wall would break on my head..But the boat&lt;br /&gt;climbed up the wall taking us to the top and then it would fall down&lt;br /&gt;to the other side of the wall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;repeated for many times..with each rise and fall of the boat..we&lt;br /&gt;shouted..not in excitement..but in fear..thinking that the fear would&lt;br /&gt;subside with the shouting..With each fall of the boat..My hand were&lt;br /&gt;covered with chilled water..Literally my hands were frozen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;he excitements were down..and everyone was&lt;br /&gt;grim.Only the purring of the motor..The sound of the boat hitting the&lt;br /&gt;water and the monstrous sound of the wave turbine were the only&lt;br /&gt;things we could hear..We could see distant yellow lights of kovalam&lt;br /&gt;beach..The beautiful dome of the mosque which is now of a lemon's&lt;br /&gt;size...and to top it all off...a small shower started pouring..i&lt;br /&gt;could see the rain drops like silver pellets falling onto the&lt;br /&gt;sea..the grey water with white foams here and there..The starless&lt;br /&gt;sky..Each bolt of lightning shattered our hearts..Like a blessing the&lt;br /&gt;downpour stopped.We were 1 or 2 kilometers away from the beach..The&lt;br /&gt;sea started becoming calm..The boat swaying was now even..And the&lt;br /&gt;boatman stopped the engines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;engines were stopped for us to enjoy the freeflow..Now the boat was&lt;br /&gt;in full control of the waves..The waves gently pushed and pulled the&lt;br /&gt;boat..as if it were playing a game..We started talking..A call came&lt;br /&gt;on someone phone..everyone told not to pickup,as he might lose his&lt;br /&gt;grip on the boat and fall..It ringed its full cycle and then&lt;br /&gt;stopped.We all were a bit relaxed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;took my phone and started capturing video..There was complete&lt;br /&gt;darkness on screen..only the sound was captured..And now the long&lt;br /&gt;coastline of kovalam came into view..The light house..so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;like a capped monster..the kovala m Leela hotel's lights...the&lt;br /&gt;kovalam beach side's shop's lights..It was a once in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;view..It was a reward  for the fear we overcame..And we&lt;br /&gt;shouted..hooted..and was fully excited..we made it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;it was the time for turning back...the boat went around the sea&lt;br /&gt;wall..just near the IIT installed water turbine..and it gave out a&lt;br /&gt;deafning roar with water shooting out like a geyser..we went aroud&lt;br /&gt;the wall..we started arguing whether we would be able to swim if we&lt;br /&gt;fell into water..I said we know the direction..And we only need to&lt;br /&gt;float around..coz the waves will take us to the shore..some&lt;br /&gt;agreed..some didnt..and the violent waves were back again..just near&lt;br /&gt;the shores..It again started swaying our boats..but this time we were&lt;br /&gt;not afraid..and we faced it with ease..we trusted our boat and the&lt;br /&gt;waves found out that we were no longer afraid of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;They&lt;br /&gt;went away...as we neared the shore line..once again the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;mosque at vizhinjam came into view..the shoreline with lights..the&lt;br /&gt;calm waters were back again..we shouted in excitement and joy of&lt;br /&gt;surviving this great adventure with guts..and were feeling&lt;br /&gt;victorious..as the boat neared the shore..there was no end to the&lt;br /&gt;happiness we had..we have come back alive..and we had the greatest&lt;br /&gt;time of our lives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;other less dare devils were waiting for us bored on shore..and we&lt;br /&gt;were so excited that we couldnt explain what happened onboard.The&lt;br /&gt;youngboat driver's name was Anvar and we thanked him a lot.we put&lt;br /&gt;trust on him and his boat for our lives with no life jacket.We took&lt;br /&gt;his number down and promised we would again come back for more..shook&lt;br /&gt;hands with him and started back  home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;Had&lt;br /&gt;a nice time reading it ?? are you a dare devil ? Want to experience&lt;br /&gt;it..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;is what you have to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;First&lt;br /&gt;of all , the trip is illegal.There is no life jacket and its not a&lt;br /&gt;passenger boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;bargained to 1400Rs for the trip for 8.You can further reduce it,if&lt;br /&gt;you are smart enough..Taking the trip at daytime would be much&lt;br /&gt;beautiful.Taking the trip at night in monsoon would be equally&lt;br /&gt;dreadful,but adventurous.It depends on your taste.Come to vizhinjam&lt;br /&gt;harbour,near the mosque..get down to the beach through the side&lt;br /&gt;way..goto the fisherfolk's hut and enquire someone about the&lt;br /&gt;trip,bargain and get it fixed.You can either go all way to kovalam,or&lt;br /&gt;less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;Those&lt;br /&gt;who are really weak at heart should never try this..Sitting in a boat&lt;br /&gt;can make you dizzy..your heart pumps harder..and there is no life&lt;br /&gt;jacket if you ever fall in water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;This&lt;br /&gt;trip was really dangerous for us...as it was night and there was a&lt;br /&gt;storm building up..the waves were very rought...but luckily we came&lt;br /&gt;out of it alive...and this is what we call an adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-IN"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;highly appreciate those bravehearts who didnt knew swimming but came&lt;br /&gt;for the boat ride.Way to go guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6950155603949114533?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Group&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ubuntu.com/"&gt;Ubuntu Linux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Linux_kernel"&gt;Linux Kernel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Open_source"&gt;Open Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilug-tvm.org/content/gnulinux-install-fest-technopark-trivandrum"&gt;Linux Install Fest At Technopark Trivandrum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always had a passion for linux..it all started when i read about linus torvalds who made the kernel and released it to the open source community in Readers Digest.Before that i had a feeling that there existed only one OS.I was curious about linux..maybe coz of my inborn thirst for getting to know new things...I procured a cd for redhat from digit magazine..Now my system was low end..I was in 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.With the help from some tutorials i could get from internet cafe.[Internet was very costly about 90 Rs/100].I went to home and started installing linux..Needless to say..i messed it all up..and my partitons were lost..but i tried again and again and finally i had my linux distro installed.It supported  my mouse,sound and video..But i had internal modem,motorala which it did not support.I  downloaded drivers for motorola, tried a lot and gave up..finally with a heavy heart i switched back to windows..I wanted to work on linux..but it was too tough for a novice like me..so i gave up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time went on...my higher secondary years..engineering years..and now 2 years on job..I finally get linux installed and working great on my laptop. A linux install fest was held..I went for it today.I talked to some guys..and at that moment itself i understood..these were the company of geeks i was looking for..they talk sense..and not a word of nonsense..there are some guys i know who knows nothing about tech..but bluffs..but these guys are pakka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told them my woes about my 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; class..They told to bring in my laptop..and they will show me how has linux become... within those 8 years..And i took in my laptop..30 Minutes and voila..ubuntu linux was up and running like an eye candy..It was awesome with wireless networking and usb support.Even an interface that beats the windows vista aero interface..Im flattered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I met many guys during that time..all talked tech..and  i found out we were of the same frequency..and we shud be friends..And they too liked me..coz of my early attempts with linux,the time when i had to issue fstab command to mount the  file system of windows..the times when i had to recompile the kernel to add USB module support..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was given unbuntu CD's..completely free of cost..and many open source labeled stickers..The ubuntu's label is “Linux for Human Beings”..its absolutely correct.I am now blogging from mozilla installed on Ubuntu..I drafted this blog on openoffice writer..I can see myself shifting from windows vista to Ubuntu Linux within some weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have joined the Linux users Group Trivandrum. Thus renewing my relationship with linux..when i was in 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; i had joined LUG at puggy symonds..It doesnt exist now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I suggest you must try out linux,atleast once in your life..who knows you might stick on to it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://freedomtoaster.in/"&gt;Trivia -- What is a freedom toaster ??? find it out here..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4810092962387353873?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4810092962387353873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4810092962387353873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/09/linux-install-festtechnoparktrivandrum.html' title='The Linux Install Fest,TechnoPark,Trivandrum- It Changed my tech life. '/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SMA65IygTjI/AAAAAAAABHk/Pofc2ipGB7w/s72-c/B7_logo.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6239164498451064036</id><published>2008-09-02T22:09:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:27:51.619+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corruption in kerala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bribe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kerala police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NRI Keralites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunken youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corrupt police offiicers'/><title type='text'>A Police Story. A Bribe Story of Kerala Police</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SL1uJPefH-I/AAAAAAAABHM/wP6FjIorwjA/s1600-h/bribery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SL1uJPefH-I/AAAAAAAABHM/wP6FjIorwjA/s400/bribery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241466646381404130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is what happens in kerala.A person whom i know personally has told me this incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was like this,once uncle and his wife was coming in car.He always rides at low speeds.A bus coming opposite to the car stops by.And through the back of the bus a young person about 25 years rushes across the road.He jumps in front of the car and the bumper of the car just hits his knees.Uncle applied sudden brake and the car was stopped.The young man was drunk heavily and he lost balance and fell to the windscreen of the car ,  the glass broke,then he fell down on the road and became unconscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the young man's sisters marriage the next day.They had celebrations at their home..most of the people were drunk and they came to the hospital.The guy gained consciousness and he had his elbow fractured.&lt;br /&gt;Now the guy's relative started blaming uncle for reckless driving.All the people who witnessed the accident said the guy was careless enough to rush from behind a bus,without checking whether any vehicles were passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the hospital people had to register the case.Now for getting the insurance for the car,it needed the necessary papers from police officers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bribe story starts here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle being an NRI,didnt know “the practices”  in the government offices.He went to the station.The station is vazhakulam police station,Muvattupuzha,Ernakulam District.The constable told,here there are some practices and explained that the sub inspector should be given 2000Rs bribe,and the other misc expenses are 800 Rs.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle knew that nothing would come in favour if he doesnt give the above said amount.And the government servants were given their share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now the RTO , The officer who has to give certificate to the insurance company that the vehicle's condition was ok when the accident happened.The RTO was given 400Rs.And lunch.Also he was given conveyance from his office to the accident site.All in all uncle's expense was 3200 Rs as bribe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its told that giving and taking bribe is an offence.But we cant do anything in kerala without giving bribes.And if ur an NRI,you will surely be asked for more money.Not only the police,every office of the government is corrupt.You can never get your things done in kerala without giving bribes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the politics in kerala.And I hate all the government officers in kerala.Any educated youth in kerala will agree with my statement.Lets all hope for a bribeless Kerala in future,thats the only thing we can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NRI's please be informed that you would have to pay a larger amount of money as bribes than other bribers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The officer's who took the bribe from Uncle is :&lt;br /&gt;The SI of Vazhakulam Police Station and his subordinates.&lt;br /&gt;I think the SI's name is  Elias.&lt;br /&gt;Muvattupuzha&lt;br /&gt;Ernakulam Disctrict&lt;br /&gt;The RTO of Muvattupuzha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If anyone is interested in getting more information about this and the names of the officers,I shall give upon request,after discussing with uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A serious quip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SL1vIRziLpI/AAAAAAAABHU/kJqqWD4pSpM/s1600-h/UseBribery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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A Bribe Story of Kerala Police'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SL1uJPefH-I/AAAAAAAABHM/wP6FjIorwjA/s72-c/bribery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1972963994436880737</id><published>2008-08-24T19:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:53:44.578+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Our Home is Officially WiFi Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;img width='277' height='200' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/titomc/SLFoRj5zyRI/AAAAAAAABGw/-Zl56aaWDeg/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;After a lot of research and mistakes...we finally settled for a asianet 256 unlimited connection.I bought a dell inspiron laptop and my friend has got a xps laptop.Yesterday itself i also got a netgear wireless router.With some fiddling over the settings,And a very good help from asianet customer care.Our home is now wifi enabled.As i was aware of the network settings.Setting up the router wasnt a problem.But i didnt know there was a MAC address to IP address mapping in asianets servers.So when a MAC address changes the people at asianet should have to reset it.Else it would take 40 minutes to take up the new MAC address and assign the IP to it.The customer care guy gave a good explanation and i set up the router again.He reset the connection.I tested in PC.Gave google...and voila..it worked..Then I connected my friend's Tiju's XPS..with no WEP enabled..he connected too..And next is mine..and i too connected for sure..And now Sandhya Gardens,House No 60 is a wifi zone.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;PS: We  give access to anyone who is badly in need of net anywhere near our WAP's range.Just give us ur MAC and we will give u a passphrase,if we like you :) . Please note that after the initial connection success,we have enabled WEP security,though its easy to crack.Just for our peace of mind.We know ..., there are no hi-tec hackers at kazhakootam.Though there are plenty of other hackers with "other non-tech gadgets"&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/2781627164566559322-1972963994436880737?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1972963994436880737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1972963994436880737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-home-is-officially-wifi-today_754.html' title='Our Home is Officially WiFi Today'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/titomc/SLFoRj5zyRI/AAAAAAAABGw/-Zl56aaWDeg/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-350082727311734552</id><published>2008-08-16T11:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:13:13.955+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress hosting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kerala bloggers meet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audio blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houseboat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconference'/><category 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beauty of alapuzha..And getting to know each other..More updates and photos coming soon..Today itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-350082727311734552?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/350082727311734552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/350082727311734552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-camp-kerala-now-happening-live-at.html' title='BlogCamp Kerala 2008 now happening at Alapuzha in a houseboat ! ! !'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' 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codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19a194fe087a76e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331539880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B3983C257354E99BDF33EC7DBEC3E4B53DD3665.7F8E9DFC2622EC01000D0619970594162C4B152%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19a194fe087a76e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW4Lt8pqB1WTEytzCIrapnyKDtY8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="282" height="236" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19a194fe087a76e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331539880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B3983C257354E99BDF33EC7DBEC3E4B53DD3665.7F8E9DFC2622EC01000D0619970594162C4B152%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19a194fe087a76e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW4Lt8pqB1WTEytzCIrapnyKDtY8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meet my doggie jackie - he is a pitch black labrador aged 5 months.Weighs approx 10-12 Kilos.His favourite act is throw n fetch.He has not been given any training though.Thats inherent for him coz he is a labrador.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what he does everymorning when he is given freedom for some leg stretching.This water is excess from overhead tank.Mom uses it for watering plants.I guess Jackie got his "hands" on it before the plants do.I dont know why he does this.....nor do i know why he runs around the home some 3-5 laps...Some things in this world cant be explained :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2540613006986324335?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=19a194fe087a76e6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2540613006986324335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2540613006986324335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-doggies-watersport-video.html' title='My doggie&apos;s Water*Sport  [Video]'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8516693713041355756</id><published>2008-07-31T23:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:25:11.318+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT professionals life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myth of software engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live of software guy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software engineer'/><title type='text'>Software Engineers - Myths</title><content type='html'>it was a weekend and i was at home..a friend of mine has come from banglore where he is working.we people were getting bored at home so we decided to kill time somehow..i browsed the newspaper and saw a movie..on "innathe cinema column" on malayalamanorama..&lt;br /&gt;minnaminikootam..issac theatre muvattupuzha 4 shows.&lt;br /&gt;then it flashed on my mind that somewhere i have read that the people in that movie were IT professionals..&lt;br /&gt;then my inner self assumed that the movie will be about the life of a software professional.so i told him..da its our kinda movie..lets go for it..we can see our life's problems in that..first he was kinda skeptic.but i insisted and we fixed the movie.he took the ticket as he reached earlier and when i came he was standing there gleaming with a juice pack and tickets.we went inside and took our seats.&lt;br /&gt;the movie started...so far so good..and i was trying to find my life in narain,indrajith or jayasuriya..but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;to all those who saw that movie..except software engineers, may have thought that life of a software engineer is a bed of roses.here are the things or to call it in a better way myths about software engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Software engineers are always in canteen talking with girl/boy friends,sipping juice,fighting for silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;We come in canteen to have a coffee/tea/snacks/water/food.All the talking we do is only at that time.We have got smartcards.And that can track our time spent on canteen and in our cubicle.So if we waste our time in canteen,our managers can surely find it out and can get us a warning or may even fire us from the job.And fighting for silly matters..dont you think we are atleast 24 years of age ?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Software engineers simply sit and chat with a girl/boy near him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;we have got a lot of work than most other professionals.our work requires much concentration and presence of mind.Also the work is cumulative.That means once we finish a task,the other will be pipelined.So we dont have any time to sit idle and chat.We do chat..but that would be for clarifying doubts.We use chat to save time.If a person who can clarify your doubt is sitting far away.Chat is the best medium.Also we got VOIP phones.So chat z becoming obsolete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Software engineers earn an unknown sum of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;we earn for what we do.Though you wont see any physical kind of effort.We fry our brains for hours.To get a feel of it,try playing chess/soduku for 8 or 10 hours in a day.But a catch is there..you must win if you are playing chess or complete atleast 30 soduku's in a day.We fix bugs.Fixing bugs are like finding a needle in a haystack..testing people find those by repetitive testing.developers find the root cause of the problem and solve it.And you have got deadlines.If your work is not finished,you get firing for that.Our eye strain is tremendous.A lot of mental effort we have to put to solve a problem.The stress and strain you encounter will have an adverse effect on your health in the long run.So dont you think its fair of we are paid more ??..If you compare the intensity of work we do and the work a government official do.We should be paid lakhs/month.We get paid for our efforts.So if we earn that much,we are worth earning that much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Software engineers live in posh areas and flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;If you can point out anyone software engineer who lives as luxurious as those people depicted in that movie,I will surely remove this post.I personally share a rented home with 8 other people.The rent we pay is 8000Rs/Month.A flat rental may cost 50% of our salary.Now who wants to spend his/her 50% hard earned money like that.ladies mostly make use of working women's hostels and as paying guests.IT people in metro cities may rent flats.But in a single room,they accomodate 4 or 5 people to bear the high rental costs.So is that luxurious ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Software engineers eat only hamburgers and hotdogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;Before we became "human software engineers" we were "humans".And we eat what humans eat.We may eat hamburgers or hotdogs,if we dont have an option.We do eat maybe once in a bluemoon,just for a break thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.All software engineers have boy/girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;After all we are humans and we may fall in love as others.Its not just restricted to software engineers.boy/girl friends can happen in any other social setup too,not just the IT field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Software engineers spent money ruthlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;Ask any shop owner you know personally and he will curse his IT customers.coz we really will only buy things that are worth it.And if we see a thing which is overpriced we do bargain.But there are exceptions in us,that includes people who have got their ancestors money and dont have to save it for future.Boys/girls who were grown up in restriction may take freedom and spent their money,but very rare and they are exceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Software engineers are geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth:&lt;br /&gt;Not all of us are geeks.There are two kind of software engineers.Those who have a passion for it.And the ones who sees the software engineering as a job.The first category is geeks and you can expect a high quality output from them.Also you can approach them for any kind of geeky questions under the sky and they got the answer.Its like they know things which are out of syllabus.For example a project manager who is holding a respected position in a software company may not know how to partition a harddrive and install linux.But a geek can do it.I know people who doesnt know what is called an opensource or closesource kind of softwares.At the same time i know people who writes softwares as a hobby and gives them out as freewares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i forgot about the movie...when it was interval..my friend caught hold of my neck. [pacha malayalathil paranjal kuthinu pidichu avante ticket inte cash pidichu medichu ] and got back his ticket's cash from me.Then he made me buy him two packs of jive juice and puffs.&lt;br /&gt;That was my punishment for persuading him to come for a movie which has least similiarity with a software engineer's life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8516693713041355756?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8516693713041355756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8516693713041355756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/software-engineers-myths.html' title='Software Engineers - Myths'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1396931278812569624</id><published>2008-07-27T16:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:48:03.422+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a less popular beach near technopark trivandrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIxZL3h6w5I/AAAAAAAABE8/LJVe-KavnwI/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227651327889949586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIxZL3h6w5I/AAAAAAAABE8/LJVe-KavnwI/s400/beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-1396931278812569624?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1396931278812569624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1396931278812569624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/less-popular-beach-near-technopark.html' title='a less popular beach near technopark trivandrum'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8240697361732646612?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8240697361732646612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8240697361732646612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/top-7-reasons-why-i-decided-to-join-it.html' title='Top 7 reasons why i decided to join an IT company :)'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc5UtDfgjI/AAAAAAAABFw/LEH9EaC6g24/s72-c/noname-717402.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6571201952643970369</id><published>2008-07-24T09:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:59:35.948+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BlogCampKerala-2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIgFMJUISyI/AAAAAAAABEs/nTKhLYhjzHk/s1600-h/blogcampfinal2-775951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIgFMJUISyI/AAAAAAAABEs/nTKhLYhjzHk/s320/blogcampfinal2-775951.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226433073780378402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Its been approximately two years since i started blogging...first it&lt;br&gt;seemed cool..then it was a passtime..now i am taking it serious..why&lt;br&gt;serious ? .. for anything to be up and running u need some motivation..and&lt;br&gt;now im getting a steady flow of visitors who really like my blog..mostly&lt;br&gt;by word of mouth.. as i dont put ads about this blog anywhere.Many people&lt;br&gt;keep coming back ever since..And they leave comments too..A book is&lt;br&gt;useless until and unless someone reads it..and the same applies for any&lt;br&gt;piece of writing be it a book or a blog.&lt;p&gt;A group of bloggers have put a blogcamp in a houseboat..Yes a&lt;br&gt;houseboat..and its called &amp;quot;unconference&amp;quot;  ,  that means &amp;#39;&amp;#39;no airs&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;conference.Its being held in allepey on August 16th..just after&lt;br&gt;independence..&lt;p&gt;According to the website&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;BlogCamp Kerala is an event conceived by a group of volunteer bloggers&lt;br&gt;who want to meet up and share ideas and have casual discussions about&lt;br&gt;blogging, internet, technology and more. &amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I have given my desire to participate..though havent appeared on the&lt;br&gt;attendees list though..but will be sooner..&lt;p&gt;Check out the website for more details.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogcampkerala.com"&gt;http://www.blogcampkerala.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you can make it to attend the blogcamp on august 16th it  would surely&lt;br&gt;be a nice experience :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6571201952643970369?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6571201952643970369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6571201952643970369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogcampkerala-2008.html' title='BlogCampKerala-2008'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIgFMJUISyI/AAAAAAAABEs/nTKhLYhjzHk/s72-c/blogcampfinal2-775951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1681165170269422263</id><published>2008-07-23T19:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:10:52.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'>a tot</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;p&gt;We keep on expecting for beautiful tommorows...&lt;br /&gt;But we wont understand that the tommorows that we expect will become our todays...which are the same..So do something today..So that your tommorows will be beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: small'&gt;Sent from my phone using &lt;a href='http://www.trutap.com'&gt;trutap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-1681165170269422263?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1681165170269422263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1681165170269422263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/tot.html' title='a tot'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-58095006797769863</id><published>2008-07-19T19:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:06:07.867+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72BKHp2I/AAAAAAAABEU/vk1xUX2Aauc/s1600-h/Image1479-001-767870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72BKHp2I/AAAAAAAABEU/vk1xUX2Aauc/s320/Image1479-001-767870.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224733948168873826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72MgAEyI/AAAAAAAABEc/RxP8bkjcMzo/s1600-h/Image1481-001-768602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72MgAEyI/AAAAAAAABEc/RxP8bkjcMzo/s320/Image1481-001-768602.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224733951213441826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72QDWSsI/AAAAAAAABEk/t8yeV7GRTbw/s1600-h/Image1482-001-769088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72QDWSsI/AAAAAAAABEk/t8yeV7GRTbw/s320/Image1482-001-769088.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224733952167004866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-58095006797769863?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/58095006797769863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/58095006797769863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH72BKHp2I/AAAAAAAABEU/vk1xUX2Aauc/s72-c/Image1479-001-767870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3593485627598222033</id><published>2008-07-19T19:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:45:48.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>rainbow seenias from mom's garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH3FNU1LOI/AAAAAAAABEE/xXY_-zDd6nA/s1600-h/Image1478-002-748835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH3FNU1LOI/AAAAAAAABEE/xXY_-zDd6nA/s320/Image1478-002-748835.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224728711574924514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH3FYszPYI/AAAAAAAABEM/-daYfc5toKY/s1600-h/Image1483-001-749328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH3FYszPYI/AAAAAAAABEM/-daYfc5toKY/s320/Image1483-001-749328.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224728714628251010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These flowers are called &amp;quot;seenia&amp;quot;,direct from my mom&amp;#39;s garden.The flowers in rainbow colors got my attention today morning.The garden got red,orange,crimson,pink and violet flowers.The white and yellow are still buds,wish they too had flowered,so that i could post those too.&lt;p&gt;Planting seenia is easy as pie.Plough the top soil.Mix the dry seenia seeds with the ploughed soil.Thats all,no need to water or care for the plants.But beware of ants till the seeds sprout.Ants seems to like dry fruits a lot :)&lt;br&gt;When you grow these plants in mass,you can expect the blending of their colors,a kind of cross breeding you can say.If you know anymore colors in which seenias are seen.Please leave a comment :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3593485627598222033?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3593485627598222033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3593485627598222033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainbow-seenias-from-moms-garden.html' title='rainbow seenias from mom&apos;s garden'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SIH3FNU1LOI/AAAAAAAABEE/xXY_-zDd6nA/s72-c/Image1478-002-748835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4790397687660040134</id><published>2008-07-14T23:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:19:17.385+05:30</updated><title type='text'>curious cow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHuRnp5K4bI/AAAAAAAABD4/sWnc7VD7zhA/s1600-h/Curiouscow-757387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHuRnp5K4bI/AAAAAAAABD4/sWnc7VD7zhA/s320/Curiouscow-757387.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222928303312789938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today i went to mom&amp;#39;s place.Its surprisingly a village though its only 3km away from the town.I parked car near to a rubber plantation.A cow from the near by plot popped its head,it had a curious look,so i took snap of it.The &amp;#39;village&amp;#39; is now under the &amp;quot;smartcity effect&amp;quot;.The land prices have shot up.The plot where this cow is grazing is worth 85K/cent as of now and is still counting...But people are holding back, in hope that the prices will double once the smart city is in full swing.Many years from now,i see software guys grazing this land.As cows and software guys cannot co-exist,this cow will have to find new grazing areas,coz cows can&amp;#39;t program.&lt;p&gt;- Also this is an &amp;quot;mlog&amp;quot; (mobile blog) and more than that its a &amp;quot;plog&amp;quot; (powercut blog) too.The monsoon is not strong.The government has no option but to shed the load.I think i am the first person in this world to do a &amp;quot;plog&amp;quot;.So next time when someone asks you..Who was the first plogger.....&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4790397687660040134?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4790397687660040134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4790397687660040134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/curious-cow.html' title='curious cow'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHuRnp5K4bI/AAAAAAAABD4/sWnc7VD7zhA/s72-c/Curiouscow-757387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2983386823980330281</id><published>2008-07-11T23:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:12:32.610+05:30</updated><title type='text'>an old mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHebiM6GHRI/AAAAAAAABDw/g6QBl7hyHHQ/s1600-h/Oldmill-752612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHebiM6GHRI/AAAAAAAABDw/g6QBl7hyHHQ/s320/Oldmill-752612.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221813304842132754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The photo is of an old mill which is now deserted.Its on the road side&lt;br&gt;near my home in muvattpuzha.In my early ages i remember people going&lt;br&gt;to that mill to ground rice grains to make steam&lt;br&gt;cakes(puttu),appam,pidi etc.Its owned by a rich family.They stopped it&lt;br&gt;coz they did not find a permanent employee to run the mill.Now the&lt;br&gt;extra roof slope is an asylum for people during a sudden rain.The&lt;br&gt;canopy is a bit tilted coz a dry branch fell on it some months back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2983386823980330281?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2983386823980330281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2983386823980330281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-mill.html' title='an old mill'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHebiM6GHRI/AAAAAAAABDw/g6QBl7hyHHQ/s72-c/Oldmill-752612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-5945547895155955454</id><published>2008-07-11T20:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:43:40.558+05:30</updated><title type='text'>its raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHd4pKyHZPI/AAAAAAAABDo/IV76OkI4rhI/s1600-h/Puddles-720561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHd4pKyHZPI/AAAAAAAABDo/IV76OkI4rhI/s320/Puddles-720561.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221774941623903474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This photo is dedicated for my friend anita who loves the rain as much&lt;br&gt;as i do...&lt;br&gt;This is a puddle formed on the road.The reflection that you see is a&lt;br&gt; coconut tree just opposite the road.And also, you can see me holding&lt;br&gt; an umbrella which is trivial :)&lt;br&gt;Anita this is for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-5945547895155955454?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5945547895155955454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5945547895155955454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-raining.html' title='its raining'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SHd4pKyHZPI/AAAAAAAABDo/IV76OkI4rhI/s72-c/Puddles-720561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-273252807364408557</id><published>2008-06-30T17:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:07:42.449+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kalakayam water falls...courtalam trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we roommates went for a one day trip to courtalam [tamilnadu] and kalakayam waterfalls near ponmudi.. the trip was planned on saturday evening...on sunday morning 4am we started our trip which was full of unexpected thrills and events...watch this space for more photos,videos and a travelogue on which im working now.Probably i will post it within 3 days depending on my "bug" conditions at office..here is a preview photo...for the suspense part i made it black and white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SGjTNiXxuVI/AAAAAAAABCg/T0nC7Tibpgc/s1600-h/IMG_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SGjTNiXxuVI/AAAAAAAABCg/T0nC7Tibpgc/s400/IMG_2594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217652397827012946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2781627164566559322-273252807364408557?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/273252807364408557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/273252807364408557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/06/kalakayam-water-fallscourtalam-trip.html' title='kalakayam water falls...courtalam trip'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SGjTNiXxuVI/AAAAAAAABCg/T0nC7Tibpgc/s72-c/IMG_2594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3669683064707238595</id><published>2008-06-17T23:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:07:09.524+05:30</updated><title type='text'>r o l e     p l a y i n g...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SFgEUmLqYbI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fLSOj7dZduY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212921320574706098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SFgEUmLqYbI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fLSOj7dZduY/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wen i was a kid..i used play roles..sometimes i do play roles even today..though not on a large scale basis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a kid i always admired -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the p i l o t....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who got the ability to fly a thing without wheels..i always&lt;br /&gt;thought they had a special power...i wanted to be a pilot when i was in 4th standard.&lt;br /&gt;now i realise its the aerofoil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the v i o l i n i s t...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot how that sound came wen they moved a rod over their folded hands..&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of playing a violin on a stage full of people.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew..there was a violin held in their hands..&lt;br /&gt;now i realise its the string vibrations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the l o r r y d r i v e r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wondered how such a small human could move a big thing by rotating a rounded thing...&lt;br /&gt;i role played a lorry driver and faked driving lorry inside my house running here and there&lt;br /&gt;honking pee pee pee.. when i see mom,dad or sis..now i know its the A,B,C 's ie accelator,brake,clutch&lt;br /&gt;and combustion engine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the s i n g e r on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt like the singer on audio cassettes..but i liked the stager performace..all people swaying to his tunes..&lt;br /&gt;clapping..used to see michael jackson's steps..used to role play his performance..dreamt as if i was dancing and&lt;br /&gt;singing with boneless body twists..now i know people like him are gifted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the k a r a t e m a n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always used to wonder how strong is the karate man..breaking bricks..delivering flying kicks,as if to fulfill it&lt;br /&gt;i started learning karate from 8th standard,discontinued it after blue belt.Now i understand that to be a&lt;br /&gt;karate man..i need patience,will and endurance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the s u p e r m a n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superman was my superhero..used to tie bedsheets on my neck,putting on dad's underwear over my pants,i used to jump from one sofa to the other..holding both of my hands forward..used to ride bicycle which were&lt;br /&gt;fitted with training wheels,on my homemade "superman costume"..it felt like flying..&lt;br /&gt;now i know its pure video magic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the s u p e r h e r o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to be the superhero in action films..shooting villians for the rescue of his kidnapped sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;now i know its very easy to be a superhero in the "reel life" ..but in the real one..impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the b i k e r a c e r&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always used to wonder how the bike racers used to rub their knees on the ground when they take the turn..&lt;br /&gt;used to tilt my cycle and many time have hurt my knees..i didnt know about the forces then..&lt;br /&gt;even today used to tilt my bike to my maximum level of fear..but never rubbed my knees ever..yeah&lt;br /&gt;once i rubbed..but the bike was badly injured along with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3669683064707238595?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3669683064707238595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3669683064707238595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/06/r-o-l-e-p-l-y-i-n-g.html' title='r o l e     p l a y i n g...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SFgEUmLqYbI/AAAAAAAAA_I/fLSOj7dZduY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8638068417750577096</id><published>2008-06-14T20:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:08:46.939+05:30</updated><title type='text'>being a weed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=er&amp;amp;q=define%3Aweed"&gt;definition of a weed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many a times,i see people like some exotic plants..will wither down if not cared for..but the quality of a weed is endurance..you cut it away,pull the roots away,burn it,spray weedicides..the weed always finds a way to survive..we can learn from the weeds about endurance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suggest we all live like a weed.how to know if you are a "weed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.if you are not useful to anyone..you are a weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dont worry,who knows,if a weed like u is a herbal cure for AIDS ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.you are a weed if someone tries to destroy you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont worry,the quality of the weed(endurance) will make u survive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.you will be a weed,if someone has found a very good for the weeds who grows around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont worry still,read point 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.if u dont fall in the above categories..ur weed number 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no worries,u r helping someone to make a living,the weedicide maker lives on your mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.krishiworld.com/html/weed_control1.html"&gt;see this website for example&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all,a weed like you is more useful than other pampered ones.More than that remember,the best quality in you in endurance.Endurance can make you survive anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-inspired from the weeds along side the railway tracks,which i saw on a journey.Most of them were so beautiful with wild flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8638068417750577096?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8638068417750577096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8638068417750577096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/06/definition-of-weed-many-timesi-see.html' title='being a weed'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1226287994793976934</id><published>2008-05-20T17:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:14:39.572+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman   [ Bryan Adams ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div style=''&gt;&lt;small style='float: left; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 10px;'&gt;&lt;small style='float: left; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 10px;'&gt;To really love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    To understand her,&lt;br/&gt;    You've got to know her deep inside ...&lt;br/&gt;    Hear every thought,&lt;br/&gt;    See every dream,&lt;br/&gt;    And give her wings when she wants to fly.&lt;br/&gt;    Then when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms ...&lt;br/&gt;    You know you really love a woman&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's really wanted.&lt;br/&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's the one.&lt;br/&gt;    She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever.&lt;br/&gt;    So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    To really love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    Let her hold you,&lt;br/&gt;    Till you know how she needs to be touched.&lt;br/&gt;    You've got to breathe her, really taste her,&lt;br/&gt;    Till you can feel her in your blood.&lt;br/&gt;    And when you see your unborn children in her eyes ...&lt;br/&gt;    You know you really love a woman.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SDK3U4zi4RI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Mq-c0SbT4eI/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small style='float: left; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 10px;'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's really wanted.&lt;br/&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's the one.&lt;br/&gt;    She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever.&lt;br/&gt;    So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    You've got to give her some faith,&lt;br/&gt;    Hold her tight, a little tenderness.&lt;br/&gt;    You've got to treat her right.&lt;br/&gt;    She will be there for you taking good care of you ...&lt;br/&gt;    You really gotta love your woman.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    And when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms,&lt;br/&gt;    You know you really love a woman.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's really wanted.&lt;br/&gt;    When you love a woman,&lt;br/&gt;    You tell her that she's the one.&lt;br/&gt;    She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever.&lt;br/&gt;    So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?&lt;br/&gt;    So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&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/2781627164566559322-1226287994793976934?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1226287994793976934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1226287994793976934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-you-ever-really-loved-woman-bryan_20.html' title='Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman   [ Bryan Adams ]'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SDK3U4zi4RI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Mq-c0SbT4eI/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6234029984576708487</id><published>2008-05-19T18:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:10:22.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to teddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;this teddy, presented to me by a friend of mine for last&lt;br /&gt;christmas...sits in front my LCD at office..he knows all my&lt;br /&gt;frustrations..today he saw me solving 8 bugs in one go.wen i get frustrated i punch him on the nose..and hurt him..wen i feel cold..[wen the a/c is too high]..i squeeze him so that my palms are warm..he is with me through my thick and thin..this post is dedicated for teddy.thank you for your support.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="max-width: 800px" height="435" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SDF6JIzi4QI/AAAAAAAAA0I/1UbKEBELAOI/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg" width="559" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2781627164566559322-6234029984576708487?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6234029984576708487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6234029984576708487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/dedicated-to-teddy.html' title='dedicated to teddy'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SDF6JIzi4QI/AAAAAAAAA0I/1UbKEBELAOI/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8831421328121841294</id><published>2008-05-14T23:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:37:18.320+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bryan adams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='those were best days of my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two stroke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan engine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer of 69'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident yamaha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yamaha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rx 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gear change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>those were the best days of my life - rx100 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsm9Yzi4KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cmkN8zZyyQ4/s1600-h/rx1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200293030801891490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsm9Yzi4KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cmkN8zZyyQ4/s400/rx1002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask any guy…about the best days of his life..school days..college days..no wonder bryan adams sang…”those were the best days of my life”..those summers of 69…&lt;br /&gt;I was in 8th standard and the onam holidays were about to start…My uncle..dad’s youngest one…hit upon an idea to teach me to ride a bike..As I am pretty short in height,he was skeptical about my balancing skills....we didn’t wait to get permission from my dad and mom who were abroad…if asked..it would be a big no..why waste an ISD..or wait for a call from my parents..We decided to start on day 1 of the holiday.We have a school ground near our home..as it was holidays..the ground will be free..So we had a good breakfast..I put on my best cloths..uncle started pouring out instructions during the breakfast…I was a bit afraid..but at the same time excited too…&lt;br /&gt;I put on a paraqon chappal..[which was the popular brand tat time :) ] and we headed for the school ground..&lt;br /&gt;The training started first he showed me the nightmare of any newbie learner..the cluth and accelerator release…it is an art..once u learn it..the bike or car will start moving it..&lt;br /&gt;And then only you need to change gears and do the same trick.If at any point of time..you fail in it..the engine jerks and stops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After showing that..he drew a figure on the ground..which I haven’t forgotten till now…&lt;br /&gt;It’s the gear diagram..for Yamaha it was first down..then all three up..four gears in total.&lt;br /&gt;So instructions followed..&lt;br /&gt;Push the kicker…at the same time raise a bit of accelerator..and once u start it...u should continue raising the throttle..else the bike may stop.&lt;br /&gt;Now the nightmare trick..&lt;br /&gt;Hold the clutch&lt;br /&gt;Put the gear&lt;br /&gt;Now release the clutch and raise the accelerator…&lt;br /&gt;If you overdo or underdo it…the engine jerks and stops..then u have start from step one.&lt;br /&gt;So I started trying..again nd again nd again..the young legs started to pain..still I kicked…&lt;br /&gt;Again and again..and finally the bike moved..uncle was sitting at the back..&lt;br /&gt;He told me to riase to 2nd gear ..i raised..it fell on to neutral in between…And a big big growl resulted..If you have seen a rx100 growl..you will know how loud it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more trials went on…uncle was so patient..he kept encouraging me..failure after failure…and it was getting hotter…the sun wanted me to stop my practice..we didn’t give up..&lt;br /&gt;Now I have learned the cluth and accelerator trick to some extend..Now the gear change and go trick..it had the same previous trick combined to it…&lt;br /&gt;It was about noon…and I was riding in fourth gear around the ground…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the start and stop ,slow down and speed up sessions…it went well after some failure…&lt;br /&gt;Now the “uncle less” session started..I was all by myself…started changed gears…top gear..and was taking a turn…it happened..i skidded fell down..right signal light broken..knee hurt..uncle came rushing…declared stop practice..&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle went to a neighbour friend of his…I was getting bored..took out the keys from uncles table..kicked the bike up and I was riding on the road..occasionally the bike getting stopped due the failure of the C &amp;amp; A trick…and I improved..when big vehicles come..i stop the bike..and then start again…Day 2 went pretty well.. and I came back..and saw uncle standing on the porch with his hands crossed…he was obviously cross for my act..but he forgave and gave me a warning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed years passed…10th over..+2 over..the KDE 1103..japan made rx100 is my life line...the boy who learned the art..started doing tricks..ramping..wheeling..all the tricks in town..putting up shows during the +2 days..the front wheely is the all time favs..&lt;br /&gt;And Im cool one of the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen I started engineering..my parents came down and settled..the rx100 was still my babe..during my first years..i used to kick up stones at the porch wen I left home at morning..mom had to broom away the debris from the porch…and this became a habit..&lt;br /&gt;But mom had a growing concern..my tricks..my speed..mom started advicing..i never heeded..&lt;br /&gt;And it happened one rainy day..i was coming back from college..i never use rain coats..i like to ride in rain..so I kept my books in class itself..and was coming back..the road was flooded with water..was coming around a corner..skidded and fell in front of a lorry..&lt;br /&gt;I saw the big black wheel coming to crush my head..and the metal plate “satan” symbol swaying madly..with his toungue out..in front of the lorry..i tot..this is it..i closed my eyes..i heard a screeching sound..hot water fell on my face..then all I could hear was the sound of the rain and thunder…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes…saw the “satan” metal plate still swaying madly with his tongue out..&lt;br /&gt;I rested my head on the road..the water filled my ears..and is covering my face fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lorry driver jumped out..his eyes wide open..he expected to see crushed head under the wheel..but he saw me resting my head just inches away from the wheel…and I was looking at him and giving him a “ho rakshapettu” smile…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked..if I was hurt..and gave me a hand..i stood up..examined myself…not even a scratch..even the coins in my shirt pocket were intact…the driver was so happy yet bewildered..I was like phew…thanked god a lot for his timely intervention…my head is still intact..and not even a scratch..I lifted up the biked which was drowned in water…&lt;br /&gt;I started after many attempts..the lorry driver rode away..i went to home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told my home folks about the incident..after some days they came to know about it from a neighbour who saw all these from a near by house..mom made plans to sell the bike..Uncle had given me the bike when he went abroad when I was in +2…&lt;br /&gt;A buyer called..and the bike was sold for a meager 12K .. inspite of all my efforts to stop..i had no supporting points..i had to part with my rx100…&lt;br /&gt;To compensate for the loss..i was bought a powerless bike Libero of the same Yamaha family..and I had to accept the offer..Though libero cant be used for ramping..i clocked it for 105Kmph in highways..it was all I could do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…….those were the best days of my life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am......killing bugs for a living...&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/2781627164566559322-8831421328121841294?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8831421328121841294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8831421328121841294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/those-were-best-days-of-my-life-rx100.html' title='those were the best days of my life - rx100 days'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsm9Yzi4KI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cmkN8zZyyQ4/s72-c/rx1002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6862262670440451187</id><published>2008-05-14T16:40:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:56:32.255+05:30</updated><title type='text'>born brave - the picture says it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this picture is the one i got by email yesterday...pretty funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsUoozi4GI/AAAAAAAAAx8/dqqWTd33U8U/s1600-h/original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272883110305890" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsUoozi4GI/AAAAAAAAAx8/dqqWTd33U8U/s400/original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[click picture to enlarge]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now some developer who knows all about the way "the system" works...has done some minoredits..and below is his creativity...whoever you are..we developers love you for this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsVfYzi4HI/AAAAAAAAAyI/MnvYhheBlDo/s1600-h/noname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200273823708143730" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsVfYzi4HI/AAAAAAAAAyI/MnvYhheBlDo/s400/noname.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[click picture to enlarge]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6862262670440451187?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6862262670440451187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6862262670440451187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/born-brave-picture-says-it-all.html' title='born brave - the picture says it all'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SCsUoozi4GI/AAAAAAAAAx8/dqqWTd33U8U/s72-c/original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1652039651969770883</id><published>2008-05-10T16:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:30:25.219+05:30</updated><title type='text'>thumbha beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;small&gt;two fotos clicked between 2 minutes interval..during sunset.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img width='464' height='433' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SCV9d01X6vI/AAAAAAAAAus/sgGj1WJ0x-w/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img width='462' height='361' style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SCV9B01X6uI/AAAAAAAAAuk/tWXpSjAM2AQ/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'/&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/2781627164566559322-1652039651969770883?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1652039651969770883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1652039651969770883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/thumbha-beach.html' title='thumbha beach'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/titomc/SCV9d01X6vI/AAAAAAAAAus/sgGj1WJ0x-w/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3729079064168813773</id><published>2008-05-08T11:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:23:43.685+05:30</updated><title type='text'>samsung flatscreen display on railways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/titomc/SCKU5Gy3CLI/AAAAAAAAAuU/JK0NEQ82jeA/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;a photo taken by my friend &lt;a href='idea.tiju@gmail.com'&gt;tiju george thomas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3729079064168813773?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3729079064168813773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3729079064168813773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/samsung-flatscreen-display-on-railways.html' title='samsung flatscreen display on railways'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/titomc/SCKU5Gy3CLI/AAAAAAAAAuU/JK0NEQ82jeA/s72-c/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6604908815221297416</id><published>2008-05-05T18:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:01:48.764+05:30</updated><title type='text'>its payback time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Who ever tot lallu will read my blog !!! he read...he paid back.I came from ernakulam to kollam for Rs 245...ys in A/C class..all the other tickets were sold out.How come lallu know its me ? ..the person at the ticket counter looked at me and said only A/C tickets are available..do i want one ?...i was desperate..so i took one...so instead of 45Rs i had to give 245Rs.Sorry lallu..im a fan of urs..like ur hairdo..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;hmmm well this note is for him.if he comes back.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/titomc/SB8KKZkFL-I/AAAAAAAAAuM/jpjinoe9ZbU/%5BUNSET%5D.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;its about ur GPS application in the A/C compartment.It showed i will reach Allepey at 17.50 when i started from ernakulam..the dumb GPS doesnt know our train always slows down..it slowed down after going for 15 minutes..now the GPS said "You will reach allepey at 18.00" ..guess the software needs to be rewritten..it should add the following line.."you will reach allepey at xx.xx hrs , IF ur train goes at this speed" ... :-)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;a thought: &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;whats the need of that display then ? ..i found only one use...&lt;br/&gt;It will tell "heyyy u have reached allepey station"  , when the train reaches allepey station...usefull when ur visibility out of the compartment window is zero.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;another thought : &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;"i know yaar we reached allepey"...its like someone telling us "hey ur sitting inside a bakery,when we are sitting inside the same bakery and eating a pastry"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;the above are just my views on that GPS.if anyone knows more advantages of that GPS..please do comment on it.&lt;/small&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/2781627164566559322-6604908815221297416?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6604908815221297416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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4 days holidays..its been a month since I went home..home folks told…either u come to see us or we will come to see you..though they know that I am knee deep..no no waist deep at work..so finally I came home..as usual..&lt;p&gt;Vanchinad from kazhakootam stop..again as usual the train came late..at  6.45pm..the usual time is 5.50..kudos to railway…u kept us waiting..we love you lallu..expecting more fundas like this..ok I got in train..and got seat after 40 minutes..again as usual…the person sitting in front of you will always be an a**hole when the train is late and im hungry…&lt;p&gt;I did a bit of orkutting in my cell..then some google talk..then took out ipod and it was bliss….i tot in mind..my guesses usually don&amp;#39;t go wrong..this guy is an a**hole for sure..his face says so..why doesn&amp;#39;t he do any dumbo things..&lt;p&gt;…….Ilayanila pozhigirathe…idayam vare nanagirathe…. was playing…&lt;p&gt;there came the vendor..he had a bottle of  &amp;quot;vater&amp;quot; nd &amp;quot;wadai&amp;quot; …okie this guy…lets call him &amp;quot;shashi&amp;quot;..shashi was so hungry..shashi got wadai and vater..oh shashi is thirsty too..&lt;br&gt;so shashi opened the sealed golden valley mineral vater..&lt;p&gt;Vaanaveedhiyil megha….goes the ipod…&lt;p&gt;shashi stood up…shashi wasn&amp;#39;t thirsty after all…he wanted to wash his hands before food with mineral water..well nice guy..i took my leg back so that he can go to the door to wash his hands..but he had other plans..he went to the grilled window..leaned a bit..tilted the bottle and put his hands underneath…&lt;p&gt;Physics says if u…leave alone physics…commonsense says..if u tilt a bottle of water on a moving train..at window level..the water will &amp;quot;fly&amp;quot; to the person sitting on the next window and will wash his face…&lt;br&gt;and as with any H2O..it did wash the other person&amp;#39;s face..and  our shashi&amp;#39;s palm is still dry…now for the soundtrack…&lt;p&gt;Im sorry I don&amp;#39;t know the English version of that word..in Malayalam it starts will a &amp;quot;poo&amp;quot; and ends with &amp;quot;mone&amp;quot;…shashi is innocent….he pleaded innocent..and said a thousand sorries…shashi lifted the bottle and showed that it was only water…the anger subsided suddenly..the other person thought it was ahem..something else..&lt;p&gt;Shashi saved his face..his timely sense saved him from further trouble..did it ?...ellam paranju compliments aaki …ohh now I can sit and eat peacefully..shashi heloooo…ur washing of hands activity is pending..shashi forgot that..now he took two steps back and sat on his seat…now…..&lt;p&gt; Physics says..if you keep wada on ur seat on a moving train..well it will be there itself wen u come back..and even if it knows you are going to sit on it..it wont move..coz an object stays in its state of rest or motion until and unless disturbed by an external force..&lt;br&gt;I did not disturb it…even though I was hungry..so it stayed there itself..so that&amp;#39;s why the wada and chutney was crushed under shashi&amp;#39;s a**…&lt;p&gt;No other wada in this world have had a chance like this..lucky you wada..&amp;quot;u got a crush&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Shashi felt something liquidy under his a**…and he found his wada was missing too..&lt;br&gt;there it was..the wada and chutney gave an &amp;quot;impression&amp;quot; on his a**…&lt;p&gt;I felt like rolling on my stomach…I controlled my face muscles so that my teeth wont be shown to the outside world..with such a pain..It was harder than holding ur piss wen ur in a meeting..&lt;p&gt;Shashi didn&amp;#39;t have any emotions..he took the wada which he had a crush for…and wrapped it in the paper plate..went to the toilet...&lt;p&gt;…….85 years later......kuhu kuhu  kuhu…    ;-)     [ courtesy: bollywood style]&lt;p&gt;He came back…and sat down..this time..he had a Lays in his hand..and he was munching it. Sashi thinks…..&amp;quot;this Lays is much better than wada&amp;quot;..who like wada+chutney anyways…Yucks….&lt;p&gt;this is 4u ammu..tiz z wat i had to say wen u came online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8251648233688218218?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8251648233688218218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8251648233688218218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/05/shashi-yude-vikrithikal.html' title='&apos;shashi&apos; yude vikrithikal...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6380958603167961539</id><published>2008-04-29T21:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:39:12.664+05:30</updated><title type='text'>blogging for no reason</title><content type='html'>a self-realisation...i have earned about 12000 Rs when i was writing a technical blog.But at some point of time..i stopped and started writing this blog.But i didnt remove the adsense ads from google.When i started this blog i had a bit of desire to earn cash.But now the blog has become too personal and i have got sincere readers.I no longer want to make cash out of this.So from today onwards its good bye to any kind of advertisement on my blog.I dont want to earn from my readers.From today onwards..its blogging without a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6380958603167961539?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6380958603167961539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6380958603167961539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogging-for-no-reason.html' title='blogging for no reason'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1891179648258756022</id><published>2008-04-28T18:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:24:18.918+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Nb2HMBpMfgo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Nb2HMBpMfgo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-1891179648258756022?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1891179648258756022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1891179648258756022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2907968899066614290</id><published>2008-04-27T21:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:41:11.694+05:30</updated><title type='text'>technopark tech a break megaevent kerala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Gh6iJOUSSEU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Gh6iJOUSSEU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;singer karthick on stage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2907968899066614290?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2907968899066614290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2907968899066614290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/technopark-tech-break-megaevent-kerala_27.html' title='technopark tech a break megaevent kerala'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3795699003677622232</id><published>2008-04-27T21:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:39:35.335+05:30</updated><title type='text'>technopark tech a break megaevent kerala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mKrIDtbIDsA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mKrIDtbIDsA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;technopark tech a break megaevent kerala singer karthick on stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3795699003677622232?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3795699003677622232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3795699003677622232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/technopark-tech-break-megaevent-kerala.html' title='technopark tech a break megaevent kerala'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3824654173674121356</id><published>2008-04-26T18:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:57:44.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Leave Out All The Rest - by LP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://linkinpark.com' target='_blank'&gt;a very thoughtful track by my all time fav band LINKINPARK from their new album Minutes to Midnight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;"Leave Out All The Rest"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;br/&gt;You were so scared&lt;br/&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br/&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br/&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br/&gt;What am I leaving&lt;br/&gt;When I'm done here&lt;br/&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br/&gt;I want you to know&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When my time comes&lt;br/&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br/&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br/&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br/&gt;And don't resent me&lt;br/&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br/&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br/&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;br/&gt;I've shared what I made&lt;br/&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;br/&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br/&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br/&gt;But neither have you&lt;br/&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br/&gt;I want you to know&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When my time comes&lt;br/&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br/&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br/&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br/&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br/&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br/&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Forgetting&lt;br/&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br/&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br/&gt;Pretending&lt;br/&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br/&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When my time comes&lt;br/&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br/&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br/&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br/&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br/&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br/&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br/&gt;Forgetting&lt;br/&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br/&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br/&gt;Pretending&lt;br/&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br/&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br/&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" it really hurts when someone you know changes to someone you knew."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-7474028376909863687?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7474028376909863687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7474028376909863687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/simple-but-very-thoughtful.html' title='simple but very thoughtful'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ezr6aMPNyk8/R_Tk6pSWolI/AAAAAAAAABY/O5w7HheQtyI/s72-c/HURT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-7969132605214641856</id><published>2008-04-22T19:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:08:37.591+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How do i get my daily cup of tech ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;This is the first tech blog of mine..this blog is by public demand.Most people who know me asks me&lt;br/&gt;where do i get my daily cup of tech ?? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am going to reveal all my secrets here today.So lets start with the recipes..I use my cell phone for my dose of tech.Believe me its more than enough for a software guy like me who want to avoid sitting infront of a computer after going home..If you are a busy software guy..buying a laptop isnt worth.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I started with chosing a cell phone which should fit my requirements.I compared two cells.Nokia &amp;amp; Sony ericsson.Everything else in my point of view i didnt include.I never liked the dictionary and usability of Sony Ericsson,Motorola or LG phones.&lt;br/&gt;I always like the nokia user interface and the T9 dictionary which is self learning and lightning fast.This is very useful when you chat on your phone.&lt;br/&gt;N70 is symbian OS.Ericcson isnt..so Sony lost a point.When i did a research..most jar files [java programs made for cellphones] and many symbian application were available..So it will work with N70.Ericsson's plus was the fast interface and good sound clarity for music,auto focus,and much clearer photos than N70.&lt;br/&gt;But remember i didnt care about sound clarity.Coz i dont want a cellphone as my music player.And a fast interface N70 lacks.But the advantage outweighs..So i decided to buy Nokia N70.And for music i got a iPod nano 2GB.I opted for nano.coz shuffle do not have screen.So playlists cannot be maintained.And for the video version.It had moving parts.So especially in kerala..where roads and pits are so similiar..a moving  part version wont last long.So that was the reason i got 2gb nano which was the best option i had one year back.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now the GPRS part,Airtel provides best GPRS service which fits a netizen like me..who wants to be hooked 24x7.Rate is 250Rs,unlimited data plan.Which fits my plan.Moreover EDGE service is best from airtel as far as i heard.Also my friends GPRS on Hutch doesnt allow a socket connection,only http is allowed.Opera Mini works likes ligtning if you enable a socket connection rather than a http connection. So Airtel is best for my intentions as far as i know.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So lets start with the basic things...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1. N70 dont have an inbuilt torch while Sony had.But the compensation was N70 Torch application.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/N70torch.JPG'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=n70+torch&amp;amp;btnG=Google+Search&amp;amp;meta=' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;small&gt;Download N70 Torch Application [ Symbian only ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/big&gt;2.Now I need to hide my personal data.Photos,Videos,Contacts,Messages from intruders/friends who simply plays with ur mobile.So i have Migital's SmartGuard Application by which you can protect with password.&lt;big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/smartgurad.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.migital.com/shoppingcart/DownloadTrial.aspx?pid=9' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;small&gt;Download Migital's SmartGuard [ Symbian only ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3.Browsing&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    1.Opera for Symbian&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There is a full fledged browser for Symbian OS from Opera.It supports multiple pages view,simultaneous download feature and the download tool so damn fast.I download attachments from my gmail,songs from various sites ,using this opera.The songs i download are transferred to my ipod using a data cable using my friends computer occasionally.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/opera_full.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.opera.com/products/mobile/products/' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;small&gt;Download Full Fledged Opera For N70 [ Symbian only ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;    2.Opera Mini For JAVA enabled Phones.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now this one is best program i have ever seen on a mobile.The Opera Mini is lightning fast.The newest version is super cool,with download feature and webpage saving.Airtel GPRS supports socket connection.So the new Opera Mini beta works with lightning speeds on my cell.Ask my friend Tiju..his jaw dropped when i showed him the speeds. [he switched to airtel and started using opera mini now with socket enabled]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why i use opera mini when i got Opera for symbian ?..Well Opera for symbian dont work for most sites with too much complexity.&lt;br/&gt;Eg: Orkut works like a pie in my Opera Mini.I can do everything in Orkut just like a PC.I can scrap.I can add friends.Upload photos&lt;br/&gt;everything.So that makes Opera Mini my favourite program on my cell.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/opera.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.operamini.com/beta' target='_blank'&gt;Download Opera Mini Beta 4.1 [Java Enabled Phones]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target='_blank'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4.Chatting&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I missed chatting on yahoo and gtalk after i parted with my PC,until this cool tool came into my life.Morange though a trial version&lt;br/&gt;after 30 days of usage.The trail version is fine.The only limitation i find is that you cannot login to two messengers at the same time.&lt;br/&gt;Morange supports Yahoo,Google,ICQ,Jabber,AIM..isnt that enough ?..i use yahoo and gtalk on my cell.Morange comes loaded with so many features.&lt;br/&gt;which i use..i will explain those below.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/mornage.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://monet.morange.com/html.aspx?id=download_mobile_sms.html' target='_blank'&gt;Download Morange [Java Enabled Phones]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;5.RSS News Reader [Really Simply Syndication]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Although Opera Mini has got a news reader.I find Morange's News Reader faster and user friendly.You can subscribe to news feeds through  morange itself or goto their site and add the news feeds.The feeds are stripped of advertisements and images and loads images only if we wish to The trial version doesnt limit the RSS reader's capability.Kudos to the Morange team for making such a super cool tool.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/rss.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Besides those features Morange also has many other tools like&lt;br/&gt; Push Email&lt;br/&gt; File Uploads&lt;br/&gt; Social Networking &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But i dont use those features.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;6. Fring.Voice Chat on your cell.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Who told we cant ever voice chat on mobile.With Fring you dont need to use your fingers.Call your friend using gtalk.Fring can connect to googletalk service and you can voice chat with your friend.Though the clarity is lower and delays are there.It still serves the purpose.I use Fring to call my cousin in US occasionally.&lt;/big&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/fring.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fring.com/download' target='_blank'&gt;Download Fring [ Symbian only ]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;7.Gmail . Im a gmail Fan.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Checking Email occasionally has become a habit for me.I use gmail.Google has provived an excellent tool for accessing gmail on the move.The gmail app.Needless to say,as this tool is from google.It simply rocks.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/gmail.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.gmail.com/app' target='_blank'&gt;Download Gmail App&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;8.Mobile.google.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Google provides almost all services as WAP pages.I like the picasa WAP page a lot.Its fast and serves its purpose pretty well.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/gogle_prod.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.google.com/mobile' target='_blank'&gt;See all google mobile services&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;big&gt;So these are the tool that i use for my daily cup of tech.If you dont use a symbian phone.Dont worry..Most of the application that i use here dont need symbian.You only need a java enabled phone with MIDP 1.0 or higher.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Though not related to my cell..How do i blog all these.&lt;br/&gt;An excellent Firefox plugin called ScribeFire.Its simply superb and lightweight.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://titomc.googlepages.com/scribe.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/1730' target='_blank'&gt;Download ScribeFire [Mozilla FireFox]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-7969132605214641856?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7969132605214641856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7969132605214641856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-do-i-get-my-daily-cup-of-tech.html' title='How do i get my daily cup of tech ?'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1274371910172243586</id><published>2008-04-22T10:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:12:35.553+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SUBWAY® open @ Technopark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBWAY restaurant opened at Technopark on Monday, April 21st at 4:00&lt;br /&gt;PM. The new restaurant is located right on the entrance to Technopark.&lt;br /&gt;It will be inaugurated by the honorable Minister for Law, Sports and&lt;br /&gt;Parliamentary Affairs Mr. N Vijayakumar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SUBWAY® chain is&lt;br /&gt;the largest submarine sandwich chain in the world, and the world’s&lt;br /&gt;second largest fast-food franchise famous for its made-to-order foot&lt;br /&gt;long and 6-inch submarine sandwiches. They are served on breads that&lt;br /&gt;are baked fresh in each restaurant throughout the day. Customers create&lt;br /&gt;their own hot or cold sandwiches by choosing from a variety of meats,&lt;br /&gt;fresh vegetables, cheeses and condiments, while viewing the sandwich&lt;br /&gt;being assembled right in front of them. The SUBWAY® brand has developed&lt;br /&gt;a reputation for serving high-quality food that is a healthful&lt;br /&gt;alternative to traditionally fatty fast food. The SUB-WAY® menu also&lt;br /&gt;features several gourmet-inspired sauces exclusively pre-pared for&lt;br /&gt;SUBWAY® restaurants, which can be used to complement any sandwich on&lt;br /&gt;the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to submarine sandwiches, the new SUBWAY®&lt;br /&gt;restaurant at Technopark will also offer a variety of salads and a&lt;br /&gt;hearty western breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SUBWAY® chain was founded in 1965&lt;br /&gt;in Bridgeport, Conn. by then 17-year-old Fred Felucca, with a $1,000&lt;br /&gt;loan from family friend, Dr. Peter Buck. Today, the SUBWAY® chain is&lt;br /&gt;the world's largest submarine sandwich franchise, with more than 35000&lt;br /&gt;locations in 87 countries. In 2002, the SUBWAY® chain surpassed&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s in the number of restaurants open in the United States and&lt;br /&gt;Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway Technopark can be reached at 3210783 for deliveries as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;courtesy : http://technoparklive.blogspot.com&lt;/small&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/2781627164566559322-1274371910172243586?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1274371910172243586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1274371910172243586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/subway-open-technopark.html' title='SUBWAY® open @ Technopark'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8806755683060716819</id><published>2008-04-12T17:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:28:31.184+05:30</updated><title type='text'>warm and hearty vishu for all my blog readers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;img src='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2395284331_3acd788ac7.jpg' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Kani Konna (Cassia fistula), Kerala's regional flower, is also known as "Golden Shower "&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vishu is traditionally celebrated as the Malayalam New Year &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;small&gt;photo courtesy Ashok Menon&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://flickr.com/photos/ashok_menon' target='_blank'&gt;see &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;a href='http://flickr.com/photos/ashok_menon' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ashok Menon's&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href='http://flickr.com/photos/ashok_menon' target='_blank'&gt; flickr album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&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/2781627164566559322-8806755683060716819?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8806755683060716819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8806755683060716819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/04/warm-and-hearty-vishu-for-all-my-blog.html' title='warm and hearty vishu for all my blog readers..'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/2395284331_3acd788ac7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-939897552893004739</id><published>2008-03-18T17:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:57:55.612+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freeeeeze !!!!  Fridge here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div align='left'&gt;It was a grim time for the poocha we adopted..she came to us wen we were fast fasting she havent grown a bit till now..she learned to eat the vegetables..and learned to survive  if all the fishes in the sea suddenly dies one day...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yest we had a team meeting..and the topic was about buying a fridge..and we decided to buy one next week.&lt;br/&gt;A bachelor sees the fridge like a shelf where he can store his things..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style='max-width: 800px;' src='http://lh5.google.com/titomc/R9-0B4Uq1FI/AAAAAAAAApg/ClsecmyWLOs/%5BUNSET%5D'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I remember once i stored my bike key in the freezer when i was in home..There was a lot of search going on &lt;br/&gt;for it..coz i had to goto college..i gave up as it was getting late and had to use the duplicate key...2 months&lt;br/&gt;passed away..Mom was getting bored one day..so she decided to clean the fridge inside out..&lt;br/&gt;Switched off the fridge took out all the draws..and opened up the freezer...and she took out the ice tray&lt;br/&gt;she saw something black n silvery..and there it was my bike's key...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After the celebration of finding my long lost key subsided...The inevitable question came up...&lt;br/&gt;How did the key reach the freezer...Oh my god..i had to find an answer for it..Mom started guessing all the possiblities of how i could misplace my key inside the freezer..Before that i shud think up fast..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Rolling back..this was what happened..We had a small party at college..I mean not at college&lt;br/&gt;Near to college..We bunked the afternoon session..went over the rented house of our friend..&lt;br/&gt;Bought ample of beer..But cudnt finish it as we expected..So we had to take some to our home..&lt;br/&gt;As im not that bold to take beer instead of water during the supper..i decided to finish it when the whole&lt;br/&gt;world slept...I set alarm around 2..woke up..took out "my precious" [courtesy Gollum-Lord of the rings] and took out my key chain which had a hook..i used to hook it up around bike's mirror..It had a secret use..open soda bottles..&lt;br/&gt;and caps like that..Incidentally the beer bottles also had the same capping as of soda bottles.. hahahahaha..&lt;br/&gt;not my mistake..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So after opening the bottle and sipping a bit....An idea clicked..why not i have chilled beer instead of warm one..&lt;br/&gt;So went over to freezer took out ice..and beer glass from shelf..and came to my room and i had a nice time..&lt;br/&gt;Little did i realise that i left the key in the freezer..during the process of smuggling ice..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I thought faster than mom...And before mom's guess could reach from her brain to her toungue..&lt;br/&gt;I took the command.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;" Mom that evening the road workers asked cold water....As we dont drink cold water in home..&lt;br/&gt;I put some ice and gave them..and coz i had just come from college..key was in my hand..and thats how&lt;br/&gt;the whole unfortunate events happened "&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;..I tried my best to sound sincere..And mom heard it correct..and told memory loss at such a young age..u ought&lt;br/&gt;be more consious about your surroundings..&lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;Phew im safe..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And after many months..a knife went missing from the kitchen..dad remembers taking it for cutting&lt;br/&gt;onion..after that no trace...And this time mom straight away went to the fridge and&lt;br/&gt;opened it..and there it was..the knife shivering so badly..inside the vegetable tray along with the tomatoes...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So next we find something missing in our home..Our fridge has it..And if something goes missing from your home too&lt;br/&gt;Please try the fridge first ;-)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Whoever placed the elephant in the fridge might have probably done it..coz when u open the fridge..&lt;br/&gt;you tend to forget..dont believe me ??..just try it ;-)&lt;br/&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/2781627164566559322-939897552893004739?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/939897552893004739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/939897552893004739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/03/freezing-without-cops.html' title='Freeeeeze !!!!  Fridge here.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1150272525377117758</id><published>2008-03-12T11:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:25:10.784+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ICE - In Case Of Emergency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;ICE numbers are phone numbers of people to call up, in case of an&lt;br /&gt;emergency or accident. We all should have a few phone numbers stored in&lt;br /&gt;our mobile phones as ICE1, ICE2 etc. People who are attending us can&lt;br /&gt;look at our phones for ICE numbers and then call them up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This concept is getting popular these days. I got a forward from my&lt;br /&gt;friend of mine about this. So I thought Ill post it here for my&lt;br /&gt;readers. So what are you waiting for ? Pick up your mobile and create 3&lt;br /&gt;ICE numbers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ICU will speak for you when you are not able to.please spread this word.&lt;br/&gt;courtesy: &lt;a href='http://www.kennyjacob.com'&gt;kenny jacob's blog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-1150272525377117758?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1150272525377117758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1150272525377117758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/03/ice-in-case-of-emergency.html' title='ICE - In Case Of Emergency'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-745097361343605558</id><published>2008-03-03T09:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-03T09:12:54.065+05:30</updated><title type='text'>being in 20s something..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;  An excellent mail i got as forward. Read on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that&lt;br/&gt;  there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not&lt;br/&gt;  like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year&lt;br/&gt;  or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those&lt;br/&gt;  friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the&lt;br/&gt;  greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch&lt;br/&gt;  with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is&lt;br/&gt;  that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or&lt;br/&gt;  insincere, but that they are as confused as you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you&lt;br/&gt;  would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that&lt;br/&gt;  you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and&lt;br/&gt;  find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that&lt;br/&gt;  you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding&lt;br/&gt;  things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute,&lt;br/&gt;  you are insecure and then the next, secure.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone&lt;br/&gt;  and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and&lt;br/&gt;  cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is&lt;br/&gt;  drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay&lt;br/&gt;  where you are or move forward.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such&lt;br/&gt;  damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone&lt;br/&gt;  decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love&lt;br/&gt;  someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing&lt;br/&gt;  this because you know that you aren't a bad person. You want to settle&lt;br/&gt;  down for good because now all of a sudden that becomes top priority.&lt;br/&gt;  Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You&lt;br/&gt;  begin to think a companion for life is better than a hundred in the&lt;br/&gt;  shack and for once you would not mind standing tall for that special&lt;br/&gt;  someone which otherwise you had never thought of until now. You go&lt;br/&gt;  through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with&lt;br/&gt;  your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a&lt;br/&gt;  decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for&lt;br/&gt;  yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd&lt;br/&gt;  just like to be a contender!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;  What you may not realize is that every one reading this relates to it.&lt;br/&gt;  We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we&lt;br/&gt;  can to figure this whole thing out.&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/2781627164566559322-745097361343605558?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/745097361343605558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/745097361343605558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-in-20s-something.html' title='being in 20s something..'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1090097686952522872</id><published>2008-02-23T19:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-23T19:52:17.528+05:30</updated><title type='text'>clicked@beach</title><content type='html'>find photos of the virgin kazhakootam beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/titomc/ClickedBeach"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/titomc/ClickedBeach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-1090097686952522872?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1090097686952522872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1090097686952522872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/02/clickedbeach.html' title='clicked@beach'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2686348486951553420</id><published>2008-01-30T14:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:49:25.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kerala ROCKS !!! New FM Stations Sprouts... FM Stations available in Trivandrum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;98.3 - Radio Mirchi - &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/A-2554/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 94.3 - Club FM&lt;br /&gt;92.7 - &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Anil Ambani's Big 92.7 &lt;b&gt;FM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/A-2554/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S FM by SUN network - 93.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 24 Hrs Malayalam FM, Sun Network's First Malayalam FM.. 93.5 S FM&lt;br /&gt;launched in Calicut ! With 82% Malayalam Songs and 18% Tamil Songs&lt;br /&gt;content&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/2781627164566559322-2686348486951553420?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2686348486951553420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2686348486951553420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/01/kerala-rocks-new-fm-stations-sprouts-fm.html' title='Kerala ROCKS !!! New FM Stations Sprouts... FM Stations available in Trivandrum.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-475494385509730311</id><published>2008-01-24T17:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:03:29.269+05:30</updated><title type='text'>cRaB hUnTeRs - DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;it was a new discovery...we found a beach near to technopark.. me and my roommate jaise..always had that killer instinct...but not coz of that...we wanted to find the beach that we see from our office...and one day we decided..and we oriented the direction and started our journey..and at last...we lost our way...hahahaa...as we knew malayalam we asked a guy about the beach :-) and he told us the way...we headed towards it..was very curious about the landscape on the way..it was not at all fitting for a  beach nearby..we began doubting whether we were on the right track..then the landscape changed suddenly..the soil became sandy...the sea wind started blowing...the straight road ended at the beach..and we cud see the brownish green waves roaring at us...spraying fine drops of brine on our faces...we got down..the waves in this beach is too rough..and thats why this beach don't have any visitors..no one dares to get on water other than the local fisherman.and also we realized something else too...its not a beach..its a kadapuram..were the fisher folks live by..and outsiders are seen as intruders..a bit skeptical..but we started roaming on the beach..and sat down to watch the sunset..it was pretty much like any beautiful sunset..and then something stunning happened..with each roaring waves..crabs emerged to the sand..and started walking..there was lots of them..maybe 100's in our sight..they are coming back to their homes at dusk we guessed..small small holes they drill on the sand..make and shift homes....an army of crabs emerged..we retreated..and then we gathered courage and came forward..they moved backward..so they are afraid of us..so we hit up on idea to hunt them..coz its worth hunting..each crab weighs at least 350grams we had no weapons..then i found a stick..and gave the stick to jaise..and we assumed roles..i would chase them to him and he would kill them with the stick..and we started the game..on the first attempt the crabs ran to the sea when i approached them..and we waited for them to come back..attempted again..they ran back to safety..now it was getting tougher..i tried to go around them..but they would run around me..i was getting tired and disheartened..there was a lot of attempts all in vain...and it grew dark to the point of zero visibility..and we together decided to give up for the day..also the place was not good enough to hang around after that...so we ended the game of that day and pledged to return the next day and hunt em down..they have become "HardTarget" for us...[courtesy: &lt;big&gt;&lt;font size='-1'&gt;&lt;big&gt;film HardTarget a Sam Raimi &lt;b&gt;film&lt;/b&gt; starring Van Damme]&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-475494385509730311?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/475494385509730311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/475494385509730311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/01/crab-hunters-day-1.html' title='cRaB hUnTeRs - DAY 1'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2385666497324675836</id><published>2008-01-23T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:05:15.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>.......random thoughts...thats all....indiashottest - dried red chilly suits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.google.com/titomc/R9-2xYUq1GI/AAAAAAAAApo/LhsNgaxafJE/%5BUNSET%5D' style='max-width: 800px;'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i was out of the tv world for months after i joined my software company..the home which we&lt;br/&gt;rented had a disadvantage.. the asianet cable guys made it clear to us that they wont extend the cable to our home..mayb they tot we wont pay the&lt;br/&gt;cable bill..but according to them..it was like we dont have permission to extend it to your&lt;br/&gt;home from the headoffice wen we asked..and some technical jargons like signal loss and booster nstallation..losing the signal if its cut in between.. as there were lots of electronics stream btech guys in our home..they understood it and&lt;br/&gt;they quoted some equations and details about frequency and signal loss to us non electronics guys...so we shook heads and agreed and accepted the fact tat our home wont ever get a cable connection..and then someone came upon an idea about TATA sky..."isko laga daala tho life jinga laala"&lt;br/&gt;truly life is jinga laala now...and now lets get to the point..some channels will do&lt;br/&gt;anything to get attention when there is fierce competition..marketing girls..and the names are easy to spell..kia , there is mia..there is pia... as mumbai and banglore is growing out of space..the VJ's find space at some beaches..and beach means bikini for them.. and the songs would play only if they get into bikini's...and what more they have become so famous..and one VJ tells us&lt;br/&gt;to take her home with us..virtually ofcourse..by downloading her hot wallpapers..ringtones&lt;br/&gt;selected by her and her cellphone number too to call her at night...hahahaa ofcourse not...i was just joking guys..she is not that committed in entertaining u by giving u her cell number...and now..a channel wants to find out who is the hottest in india..and they put up a site..indiashottest.in read it right..its dot in and not dot com...&lt;br/&gt;and what happnd next ??? follow this blog link &lt;a href='http://tpops.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-channel-v-india-might-be.html'&gt;http://tpops.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-channel-v-india-might-be.html&lt;/a&gt; a porn site indiashottest.com was promoted free...thru all over india...the problem was that the cool channel guys forgot to display the address on the TV screen at a place where it gets the attention...they paid attention to the red bikini girl who was busy putting a red chilly to her mouth..like it was...ahem watever...no worries guys they didnt forget us they put a good physique male too in the promo ad...and they not so hot guy and gal will check the profiles of the contestants and will tell the temperature on a meter called oompmeter..&lt;br/&gt;and u also have an option to vote for the hottest guy/gal on india..at their website..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the new trick in the town is that if u cant expose all the things of a female in anyway as u want to...there are animes..animations which are flexible according to the whims and&lt;br/&gt;fancies of the author..there is an album which utilises the cartoon character to show&lt;br/&gt;anything and everything that a female will think twice about..and it was aired in the&lt;br/&gt;popular cool channel..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and now the dew drinking guys turn...two guys..i think one is bald..both guys got a bottle&lt;br/&gt;of a green cola at their sides..and its a reality show...they claim it to be..and to get&lt;br/&gt;the real feeling of things..they show clips of slapping a contester...and a guy jumping&lt;br/&gt;like a monkey at their tables..and these guys are pretty serious..really..wen i luk at them&lt;br/&gt;i also feel so serious that i puke..and if u want to watch the uncensored videos of the&lt;br/&gt;reality show..they give a link of their website too..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and again...the go green girls are here..they help us in making our country environment&lt;br/&gt;friendly..how...??? the green girls use things that are environment friendly..really..they&lt;br/&gt;do..if u dont believe me..watch the ad..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;moreover...some music channel started airing serials...some years back..maybe the&lt;br/&gt;episodes wer over..i dont see it now..and in mornings u get ur a** kicked by a channel..&lt;br/&gt;a music channel can even help u in love matters...just mail them ur problems..they wud&lt;br/&gt;advice u..and hey presto u got the answer that u cudnt get from someone else called ur best&lt;br/&gt;friends..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and hey this VJ is cool man...u know...excuse me..jus shut up..cmon man...i mean...ohh its&lt;br/&gt;all jus fckd up.. im screwed man...im totally sccrrewwdd...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;.......close ur eyes and just think for a minute...where are we heading to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2385666497324675836?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2385666497324675836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2385666497324675836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thoughtsthats-all.html' title='.......random thoughts...thats all....indiashottest - dried red chilly suits'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4111780929900401521</id><published>2008-01-06T16:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:04:15.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Monkey 'busi'ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/R4uA1ZArD4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/wy8fO9E2Rco/s1600-h/stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155355853190795138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/R4uA1ZArD4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/wy8fO9E2Rco/s400/stand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is tito,reporting live from ksrtc tp-907 mvpa..,we got a monkey&lt;br /&gt;on the bus..As always i secured my front seat so that i can have a&lt;br /&gt;theatreical view of the road..Was enjoying the ride when a guy came&lt;br /&gt;in,probably cause of the nagging by the conductor cause of the rush in&lt;br /&gt;the bus..,the guy is bit short,baldness is about to take over his&lt;br /&gt;head.If he stand on his toes he can reach the rods made for the&lt;br /&gt;standing passengers..As he was not on his toes he was virtually&lt;br /&gt;"hanging on" with his fingers..Leave all those..What made me write&lt;br /&gt;this blog is that this guy is sleeping like that.Just like a pendulumn&lt;br /&gt;experiment i had done for my +2,this was the best example if there&lt;br /&gt;were any DPEP,student out here..With much risk i have taken his&lt;br /&gt;foto..And with each ring of the bell he wakes up,if the bus right he&lt;br /&gt;will too..Maybe he is so lucky that the driver did not apply any&lt;br /&gt;sudden brakes,if he did,i am damn sure this guy would have landed&lt;br /&gt;either on the engine top or on the drivers lap..And just now he got a&lt;br /&gt;seat beside me,i am going to take a snap of him now..Smile&lt;br /&gt;cheese..Yeah it is a sucess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/R4uAfpArD3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/W3T3r_2km1A/s1600-h/sit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155355479528640370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/R4uAfpArD3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/W3T3r_2km1A/s400/sit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy seems to be so tired..He want to&lt;br /&gt;rest his head over somewhere..Hope he reaches home safely..,its high&lt;br /&gt;time ksrtc adds one more instruction along with no smoking &amp;amp; no head&lt;br /&gt;or hands outside.No sleeping while standing,if sleeping while&lt;br /&gt;sitting,pay the rest of the ticket fare when you wake up ;-)&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/2781627164566559322-4111780929900401521?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4111780929900401521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4111780929900401521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2008/01/monkey-business.html' title='Monkey &apos;busi&apos;ness'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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ended..it was about 1 am night..&lt;br&gt;adjacent to the bridge was a bunch of jasmine vines..when a small breeze &lt;br&gt;which was a sign of a rain approaching blew...the tantalizing fragrance reached me...coz those flowers were near &lt;br&gt;i picked a handful of them..and was talking on the phone..i sat on the wide concrete of the bridge and looked down the water &lt;br&gt;flowing silently..below..the water was colored black and white coz of the reflection of full moon.. &lt;br&gt;which was much covered by the coconut trees and its leaves...&lt;br&gt;i fell upon the idea of adding more white color to the blackish water...and i started throwing those jasmine flowers to it.. &lt;br&gt;those flowers went in a spin motions..like the rotor of a copter landed safely on the water..and water carried it forward.. &lt;br&gt;i went to the other side of the bridge to watch the flowers passing by..it was an awesome site..the white star petals jasmine &lt;br&gt;flowers moving through the blackish backdrop of water..with the moon&amp;#39;s face at some places...an owl hooted somewhere.. &lt;br&gt;it was expected at this time of the night..so i wasnt startled...some nocturnal creatures were running here and there..under the &lt;br&gt;bridge..and became silent hearing my footsteps when i walked..i stopped walking..the creatures started their activity.. &lt;br&gt;i made noise with my foot..the creatures stopped..i was kinda playing with the creatures..at the middle of the night.. &lt;br&gt;and then suddenly..something heavy jumped over the coconut trees..and that was not at all expected..a strip of fire ran over &lt;br&gt;my body...coz of the moon i saw the relfection of that big object on the river &lt;br&gt;when it jumped over my head between the coconut trees..i gathered all my courage and looked up the leaves of the coconut tree &lt;br&gt;from which i heard the sound..nothing was there..the sound of the night prevailed.. [the cree cree cree cree sound ] &lt;br&gt;and i was thinking of the events logically..was it a squirrel ??.. but squirrels are not as large as this animal.. &lt;br&gt;and suddenly from my back..another animal jumped from one tree to another..trust me if u hear the sound at 1am with no one around &lt;br&gt;on top of trees..u will surely have a fright of ur lifetime..was something haunting me..i wanted run to home..but it was wen &lt;br&gt;i heard the same jumping leaves sound at a tree just in front me..i looked to the top at the same instant..i saw a  &lt;br&gt;red shinning eyes staring at me..its teeth shining white..and growling..i went topsy-turvy..but suddenly the adrenaline &lt;br&gt;rushed up my head..gathered all the courage i could get from my body..moved a bit back and started switched on my flash  &lt;br&gt;on my n70..and pointed to top of the tree..i was a vaugue..but there sat two creatures..the flash light reflected from their &lt;br&gt;eyes..it was the &amp;quot;marapatty&amp;quot;..sorry guys..i dont know the angrezi of marapatty..a kind of animal that lives on top of trees.. &lt;br&gt;and seeing me..those things recluded..so we were mutually afraid first..later on i gained couraged..they gained courage.. &lt;br&gt;and those two creatures..maybe couples..started jumping from tree to tree..i watched them in silence for half and hour or so.. &lt;br&gt;and went back to my bed..&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3044440960517955170?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3044440960517955170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3044440960517955170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-was-one-of-those-nights-wen_03.html' title='it was one of those nights wen...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-891908608308043114</id><published>2007-11-16T18:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:43:02.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>lovelonikka delights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rz2UyHRLDOI/AAAAAAAAAR0/GKfbObunL8E/s1600-h/Image1103_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is no five star dish...but u can give 5 stars to this dish...developed by our Remani chechi..i wud like to take apology for a communication error...our cook's name is not Ashwathy..its Remani.Today at noon we had this dish..our rented home has a lovelonikka tree...in some parts of kerala its called Rubykka..it looks stunning with the red cherry sized fruits with the dark green leaves..and it grows in plenty..she collected all those ripe fruits..dipped in brine for two weeks..and today she just fried it with some oil,onions,and curry leaves..ooooff the scent was awesome..and so was the curry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the recipe in my own words...as told to me by Remani Chechi..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 30-45 lovelonikkas and wash well..dry them a bit in sunlight..for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill a jar with mild concentrated brine [ salt water ]&lt;br /&gt;Deposit the fruits and keep closed for two weeks&lt;br /&gt;After that heat some oil,button onions,ginger paste and mix&lt;br /&gt;Add curry leaves&lt;br /&gt;Add the lovelonikkas..heat a bit..and thats it..&lt;br /&gt;And if all goes well...it shud look like the below photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rz2WxnRLDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jWSUUyA2ADo/s1600-h/Image1103_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133424929371000050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rz2WxnRLDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jWSUUyA2ADo/s400/Image1103_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rz2UjnRLDNI/AAAAAAAAARs/UMmIYH6XoHo/s1600-h/Image1103_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-891908608308043114?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/891908608308043114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/891908608308043114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovelonikka-delights.html' title='lovelonikka delights...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rz2WxnRLDPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jWSUUyA2ADo/s72-c/Image1103_opt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3603100003026524191</id><published>2007-11-05T17:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:35:46.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>....attn: our cook from Arabia on flightnumber:QR-1234 has arrived....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Ry8G6s2HRII/AAAAAAAAARA/2wts9qF7rLI/s1600-h/dilbert-cooking.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129326106138592386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Ry8G6s2HRII/AAAAAAAAARA/2wts9qF7rLI/s320/dilbert-cooking.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[ click to view a larger picture ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally...that day has arrived...the day on which we will be freed from&lt;br /&gt;kitchen..goodbye to bachelor made rice and curry..&lt;br /&gt;the times of making chappathis with beer bottles..the days of burned&lt;br /&gt;spinach fries..the days of chicken curries which tasted&lt;br /&gt;like fish curry..the days of fish curries which tasted like coconut&lt;br /&gt;chutneys....the days wen boiled rice looked like oat meals..&lt;br /&gt;the days...ok i stopped..njan maduthu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....all those good ol days are going to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have imported a cook from gulf...yes i typed in right..G U L F ..it was&lt;br /&gt;the answer to our one month long quest for a&lt;br /&gt;good cook after we shifted to kazhakootam from sreekaryam..this is to cut&lt;br /&gt;money in two ways..one for petrol..it takes 25rs petrol&lt;br /&gt;a day for the to and fro trip to technopark to our home...yes home and not&lt;br /&gt;a house...we cook so that we can save money&lt;br /&gt;on food...here comes the math...for a supper a person shud shell out&lt;br /&gt;atleast 30rs..plus..the waiter will ask whether we want&lt;br /&gt;any juices...lovingly..how can we say no..so 30rs + 20 rs...50rs for&lt;br /&gt;dinner..and for less than 50 rs..10 persons can have supper&lt;br /&gt;at home if we cook...plus there will be no waiter to ask us lovingly&lt;br /&gt;whether we need a juice..thus escaping the temptation.&lt;br /&gt;...and keeping that plan in mind..we started..and it was a success..per&lt;br /&gt;head we now shell only 400rs per month..&lt;br /&gt;now we have to save the petrol..so we shifted to kazhakootam..so that we&lt;br /&gt;can save petrol as well as go home and eat lunch at noon&lt;br /&gt;if possible have a small nap nd come back..&lt;br /&gt;our cook's name z ashwathy..the day wen our broker called that our cook is&lt;br /&gt;ready..we were excited..there is one guy who sits&lt;br /&gt;late at night to read english papers..now he z learning tamil too... "&lt;br /&gt;velakaari aayirunthalum nee en mohavally.."..&lt;br /&gt;we made some rules..ofcourse rules are to be broken...rules are...no one&lt;br /&gt;shud roam around the house..without a shirt on..&lt;br /&gt;no one shud leave any of their..inner belongings anywhere except the&lt;br /&gt;basket for soiled cloths..if anyone takes a leave..&lt;br /&gt;..unexpectedly..he should inform us all..no one should go home..from&lt;br /&gt;office without prior notice..these are the codes of conduct..&lt;br /&gt;..as of now..moreover..we renamed our ashwathy chechi as achu&lt;br /&gt;chechi...today she came in morning and joined the office..&lt;br /&gt;she ll start her work 2mrw morning..we are gonna have puttu and kadala&lt;br /&gt;curry 2mrw morning..they say we should dream big..we expect&lt;br /&gt;our achu chechi to make us arabian shawarma..and chicken&lt;br /&gt;shwawaayi..undakki tharumaayirikkum alle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a bitter experience: perhaps..this is one more reason why we opted to&lt;br /&gt;cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was the hartal day...no hotels open outside technopark..we were forced&lt;br /&gt;to go for the&lt;br /&gt;food festival taking place in atrium nila..was a long Q..two choices...veg&lt;br /&gt;biriyani for 50rs...chicken biriyani for 55rs..&lt;br /&gt;any s/w engg who is non-veg worth his salt wud go for 55rs..i wonder on&lt;br /&gt;what system parameters they priced the veg and&lt;br /&gt;non-veg food..is it coz the chicken has become cheaper..or the veg has&lt;br /&gt;become dearer..i donno..me being non-veg opted for&lt;br /&gt;55rs chicken biriyani..finally after a long wait i got it..a small&lt;br /&gt;mountain of fried rice..i was so curious that i started&lt;br /&gt;digging it even before i sat down..yes...i got a leg..ooops..it was a&lt;br /&gt;bone..i fished it out..i found a 1mm covering of meat in that&lt;br /&gt;..i started digging again...my fingers touched the plate's bottom..then i&lt;br /&gt;fished out some onion curry..&lt;br /&gt;i went to salad plate..poured a lot of salad..and date pickle or juice [&lt;br /&gt;dont know wat they meant by that ]..ate the fried rice&lt;br /&gt;in three gulps..ate the onion curry assuming it as a yet another curry..&lt;br /&gt;and took any available layer of meat with the precision of a surgeon from&lt;br /&gt;the lean chicken who sacrificed her life for the food festival guys..who&lt;br /&gt;squeezed the juice out of helpless starving s/w engines&lt;br /&gt;..with no other alternatives to feed upon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3603100003026524191?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3603100003026524191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3603100003026524191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/11/attn-our-cook-from-arabia-on.html' title='....attn: our cook from Arabia on flightnumber:QR-1234 has arrived....'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Ry8G6s2HRII/AAAAAAAAARA/2wts9qF7rLI/s72-c/dilbert-cooking.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3992179286942614110</id><published>2007-10-25T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:25:06.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'>looking back the memory lane</title><content type='html'>we wer having a good booze time...once wen i was cochin..and all wer talking utter non-sense to the point of total anarchy..and one guy started doing an ostrich dance..and the much coveted the last bottle of full beer broke under his clumsy dance..if u break a bottle....u cud get a death sentence..and tat too at the climax..and this guy did get his share of kicks..and some extra out of oxford words..due to this effect this guy came to his senses so fast and he declared a rule. as u know once we declare a rule during the booze times..its a rule..and we all agreed..this was his rule: before we start the party keep all the unopened bottles on the shelf..so that this disaster wont be repeated.we all agreed with an applause and we started placing all the bottles as per the rule..and also the finished bottles back to the shelf..wen i got transfer to trivandrum from cochin..all i could do was to say goodbye to all those dear containers of happiness..and as a tribute to keep in memory forever..i took a snap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RyCRpM2HRHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/L2Nre3XutAE/s1600-h/Bot2OPT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125256512956482674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RyCRpM2HRHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/L2Nre3XutAE/s320/Bot2OPT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : we have started making a new collection now in trivandrum..the current count is 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3992179286942614110?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3992179286942614110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3992179286942614110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/10/looking-back-memory-lane.html' title='looking back the memory lane'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RyCRpM2HRHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/L2Nre3XutAE/s72-c/Bot2OPT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-382550933410863416</id><published>2007-10-15T18:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:24:14.791+05:30</updated><title type='text'>" sweets in my cube "NMI "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNivAC5xUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8BQLryte1Oc/s1600-h/cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNgQAC5xTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KD73inemcuo/s1600-h/sweets-in-my-cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121543029256734002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNgQAC5xTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KD73inemcuo/s320/sweets-in-my-cubicle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the subject line of email we usually get in our office..this email can cause an earth quake in technopark buildings...this sentence means that someone somewhere in our office has bought foreign goodies... if the subject line is like this "its my bday today sweets in my cube &lt;nmi&gt;" then nothing would happen...coz we all know its local sweets...whoo needss local sweets...there are two changes i noticed about me after i joined in my company... 1 - i sweat a lot when i get out into the sun... [ u know this ac...i sit 75% of my life in ac..cant live without it naaa ] 2 - i developed a dislike for indian made sweets... [ coz now im used to eating a lot of foreign goodies ] b4 that cube means the cubicle our hideout..and "NMI" &lt;nmi&gt;means NO MAIL INSIDE/ NO MESSAGE INSIDE..u can take it in anyway mail/message doesnt matter as long as the message is conveyed..this is called optmization in coding..this means you dont need to waste ur PD [ person days ] for the pain of clicking and opening the email which is blank..as lotus notes is a bit slowwwww...kudos to the clever person who discovered..[ not invented ] this format &lt;nmi&gt;..and there are other conventions to &lt;fyi&gt;- "FYI" this means FOR YOUR INFORMATION... [ question : all emails are for our information,why do we have to mark some important mails are FYI ] ok now lets get back to our story...some onsite guy came from Japan yesterday...and he has bought two sacks of goodies from Japan.. and this guy was typing the traditional " sweets in my cube &lt;nmi&gt;" mail..a guy who spied on his monitor realised about the presence of sweets with him..and he used a communication medium more faster than email..yes miscalls..he miscalled a guy who is sitting 5 cubes away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNi4QC5xVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/U2G-zbkB0hk/s1600-h/cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121545919769724242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNi4QC5xVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/U2G-zbkB0hk/s320/cubicle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNivAC5xUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/8BQLryte1Oc/s1600-h/cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he popped up his head..and the other guy gave him the signal about sweets..and the guy rushed to the victims cubicle.. even b4 he could press the send button of the " sweets in my cube &lt;nmi&gt;" mail..other mates followed suit..some saw one guy rushing and it was a symbol of some sweets somewhere..it was a chain reaction..before the poor onsite guy cud even open the sack and smile.. a crowd was alread there..as the sack was very hard to open..one guy popped it open using his car key..and a bunch of hands went inside to grab...its always FCFS way for sweets..tat means u can grab as much as u want..provided ur not ashamed.. [ no one z ashamed ] so they grab as much as they cud get in their hands..i was no exception either..i grabbed once..filled my pocket..again took a bunch and went back to my cube with my booty..like a king who has conquered america..and this is my booty..i have to finish those sweets ASAP [ as soon as possible ] else some other tippu's may make my sweets their booty...&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/2781627164566559322-382550933410863416?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/382550933410863416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/382550933410863416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweets-in-my-cube.html' title='&quot; sweets in my cube &quot;NMI &quot;'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RxNgQAC5xTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KD73inemcuo/s72-c/sweets-in-my-cubicle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4691010932211338711</id><published>2007-10-12T16:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:15:43.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE TOILET THEORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rw9sXwC5xSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5MSpDh_nTg0/s1600-h/ist2_1089212_toilet_doors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120430456633410850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rw9sXwC5xSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5MSpDh_nTg0/s320/ist2_1089212_toilet_doors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont ask me from wer did i get this crazy theory...but i promise u this is&lt;br /&gt;my genuine theory&lt;br /&gt;and like the apple which fell on newtons head...it was something else&lt;br /&gt;which lead me to discover this&lt;br /&gt;theory...u can substitue the apple for my urge to ummm..goto toilet...the&lt;br /&gt;airconditioning and the surplus amount of&lt;br /&gt;water i drank triggered the event..and i was heading to my&lt;br /&gt;destination..wen i opened the door...my heart sank...all the&lt;br /&gt;stand ups [ gals plz excuse if u dont know what it is ] ... were fully&lt;br /&gt;occupied...which lead me to think tat whether this trigger happens&lt;br /&gt;to all guys at the same time...maybe coincidence forget it..so i had&lt;br /&gt;another option use the toilet..and as we are always lazy i pushed&lt;br /&gt;the door which was the first toilet of the three..it was locked..so a guy&lt;br /&gt;was inside it..maybe this guy had a similiar situation&lt;br /&gt;like me and he did just as i did..then the newton in me woke up..this is&lt;br /&gt;all about probability..i gave a second thought before&lt;br /&gt;i started my next attempt on the next toilet..i tot like this..wat if&lt;br /&gt;another guy who came after the first guy who is inside the first&lt;br /&gt;toilet and before me ???...he wud hav tried the first door..and being&lt;br /&gt;locked..he wud try the next one..and it opens and he gets inside..&lt;br /&gt;so i had more chance of getting inside the third one than the second..rt&lt;br /&gt;???...but there is a catch..and assumptions..provided tat the&lt;br /&gt;second guy did not think like me..else he wud have taken the third&lt;br /&gt;one..but will common guys think like this when they&lt;br /&gt;have the trigger on fire..and will just attempt to get in the next free&lt;br /&gt;one...i dont know maybe or maybe not..but according to my&lt;br /&gt;theory i tried the third one and it was open..so i gave vent to my&lt;br /&gt;trigger..and was happy..and many a times i put this theory into practice..&lt;br /&gt;and it was a success all the time..im not going to take a patent of this&lt;br /&gt;anyway..you guys try and see..and if you think its correct&lt;br /&gt;please comment on it..and if any ramanujan clones reading this..dont shoot&lt;br /&gt;me the numbers..or ur equations..or anything related&lt;br /&gt;to probability that whether the second toilet will be free...or the %&lt;br /&gt;chance that i will piss on the third toilet..just a theory..&lt;br /&gt;no harm meant to any of the guys whoz inside it or on the stand ups..and&lt;br /&gt;no offence meant to god who pulled my trigger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rw9sXwC5xSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5MSpDh_nTg0/s72-c/ist2_1089212_toilet_doors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2159079034972160020</id><published>2007-09-26T18:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:27:36.397+05:30</updated><title type='text'>how do bachelors make a large number chappathis....???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpWrgC5xHI/AAAAAAAAANI/Np3kHy1bqSA/s1600-h/beer-rollsss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114495632169092210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpWrgC5xHI/AAAAAAAAANI/Np3kHy1bqSA/s320/beer-rollsss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we are 10 guys...we need atleast 5 chappathis/guy...we got only one rolling stick.. so to make 5 x 10 = 50 chappathis for dinner...if we roll with one stick...we were sure that we can have the chappathis for breakfast the next day....we were so blessed with beer bottles...someone came up with this idea...we had 4 empty bottles...rest 8 were full...so this is what we did...who told software engineers are not clever...???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2159079034972160020?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2159079034972160020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2159079034972160020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-do-bachelors-make-large-number.html' title='how do bachelors make a large number chappathis....???'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpWrgC5xHI/AAAAAAAAANI/Np3kHy1bqSA/s72-c/beer-rollsss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6054797550395037318</id><published>2007-09-23T20:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:32:54.917+05:30</updated><title type='text'>dad loves you da....Esp in bus</title><content type='html'>this is another installment of my bb&amp;#39;s aka bus blogs...This time the&lt;br&gt;bus was very crowded when i got into it from mvpa,i managed to get a&lt;br&gt;seat however...I was enjoying the beauty of the ride and was&lt;br&gt;thinkinghow will i save the world...The bus stopped in a ksrtc stand&lt;br&gt;and there was a sudden rush of people in the bus..Along was a this guy&lt;br&gt;with a boy..The boy must be in 4th or 5th,and this guy suddenly lifted&lt;br&gt;up the boy..There is an old custom in bus that if anyone with a kid in&lt;br&gt;hand comes those who got seat must get up and allow them to sit..so&lt;br&gt;the guy want to exploit this custom..The poor boy..He was so huge that&lt;br&gt;when this guy lifted him..The boys head hit the ceiling..And i am sure&lt;br&gt;this guy has never lifted this kid for the last 2years..The boy&lt;br&gt;shouted let me down pappa..Why did you lift me up my head hit,its&lt;br&gt;paining..The boys dad was so embarassd,he let the boy down..Regretting&lt;br&gt;his futile attempt to get a seat..And this guy was showing all these&lt;br&gt;stuffs to get my seat..I felt sympathetic..I told the guy to that he&lt;br&gt;can have my seat..The guy said no as i expected,i insisted,he&lt;br&gt;accepted..He had the seat..The boy whose head was paining sat on his&lt;br&gt;lap..The journey continued..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6054797550395037318?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6054797550395037318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6054797550395037318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/dad-loves-you-daesp-in-bus.html' title='dad loves you da....Esp in bus'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-7412049418729334521</id><published>2007-09-16T18:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:40:07.888+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Color of nature as seen from a ksrtc bus' windshield.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpZTgC5xRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vy0DGZ58xPY/s1600-h/Image958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114498518387115282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpZTgC5xRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vy0DGZ58xPY/s320/Image958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a completely different section thats why i did not write this&lt;br /&gt;along with me deciding to go hugakahukka hoom ghakha gakha..jumbba..&lt;br /&gt;If you travel in bus i always suggest you sit in the extreme front&lt;br /&gt;seat,especially when you go long trips and you are sure you will get&lt;br /&gt;bored,i am now sitting in a ksrtc bus destined to trivandrum,i dont&lt;br /&gt;like trains,they stink,really they do,and its not at all adventurous&lt;br /&gt;when you travel in train,the same old khadak khadak &amp;amp; chay vadai..But&lt;br /&gt;every bus journey is unique,its so adventurous,when you sit in&lt;br /&gt;front,its like playing a video game,the poor driver has to dodge the&lt;br /&gt;gutters which outnumber the amount of total vehicles in kerala..A&lt;br /&gt;person who can drive succesfully on indian roads can drive anywhere&lt;br /&gt;else in the world goes the old saying,..The view is awesome from&lt;br /&gt;here,like a mini theatre..Its raining like god is spraying..I like&lt;br /&gt;this kind of rain a lot this kind of rain does not obstruct the view&lt;br /&gt;and gives a feeling like we are in a mist..The white mist along with&lt;br /&gt;the greenery is a very nice feat to watch..Most people like the white&lt;br /&gt;and green combination,in the town when the bus stopped i saw another&lt;br /&gt;set of it,the red apples stuffed here and there in a large display of&lt;br /&gt;green grapes..You can get a feeling of that white and green&lt;br /&gt;combination in the photo is have posted..It was taken when the bus&lt;br /&gt;passed along a bridge..Not only the color combination was on the front&lt;br /&gt;but on the river too..The blue water..Being dotted by the thin&lt;br /&gt;rain,the green african algae..floating..Its worth watching,i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;i could not get a shot of the river,i think its a river somewer in&lt;br /&gt;alapuzha..One more reason that this is truly gods own country..Now i&lt;br /&gt;am passing thru a road with flooded paddy fields..A bit far i can see&lt;br /&gt;coconut trees swaying wildly..The wind is strong,so it makes the rain&lt;br /&gt;like spray..The tricks and colours of nature are truly amazing,if you&lt;br /&gt;got an eye for it,you can find beautiful things..At places you dont&lt;br /&gt;least expect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-7412049418729334521?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7412049418729334521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7412049418729334521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/color-of-nature-as-seen-from-ksrtc-bus.html' title='Color of nature as seen from a ksrtc bus&apos; windshield.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RvpZTgC5xRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Vy0DGZ58xPY/s72-c/Image958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-591003751638755501</id><published>2007-09-16T18:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:21:53.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The mark of a professional.</title><content type='html'>a hot news for all my readers finally i decided to go back to ancient&lt;br&gt;times of mankind though not fully,but as a tribute i decided to&lt;br&gt;pierce,there were lot of suggestion from the mohanjadaro chief..I&lt;br&gt;liked one of his idea,he said it would be nice if i drill my eyebrow&lt;br&gt;and put a silver metal,i liked his idea,now the family stuff,over a&lt;br&gt;dinner,i suddenly announced that i am going to pierce.No one&lt;br&gt;responded,mum askd if i want more of beans thoran,dad concentrated on&lt;br&gt;the news channel,sis was trying to finish a glass of water,i think no&lt;br&gt;one heard,so i said again,IM GOING 2GET MY EYEBROW PIERCED,this time&lt;br&gt;dad said,usually for slaughter animals,they pierce and tag it.He asked&lt;br&gt;if my company was tagging us !!&lt;br&gt;That was both a joke and a big no.I turned to my always supportive&lt;br&gt;sis..She smiled and said,brother i got my both my ears pierced,if you&lt;br&gt;can also pierce ur both ears,i will lent you my rings..tat was a&lt;br&gt;sarcasm.I turned to my mother,she said,you are software professional&lt;br&gt;and having a pierce is not at all professional,she had a point,but i&lt;br&gt;said,it can be taken when not needed,just like earrings.This was not a&lt;br&gt;veto election,so i assumed a dictator role and announced i will do&lt;br&gt;it.You can expect a photo of me with my brow pierced.I am now confused&lt;br&gt;that which one i shud pierce.Left is right,the road sign says..hmm let&lt;br&gt;me think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-591003751638755501?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/591003751638755501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/591003751638755501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/mark-of-professional.html' title='The mark of a professional.'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8123200056963498862</id><published>2007-09-04T22:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-04T22:46:45.046+05:30</updated><title type='text'>1 in a 100</title><content type='html'>hiiii...its been a long time since i blogged...well im here to boast..okie not boasting..im gonna tellsomething about my PM..a.k.a Project Manager..you wont find these kinda species in big big companies..i havent worked in big big companies..its a wild gues..but i think its true..PM's are mostly corporate..means they maintain corporate relation with their engineers..but not mine..not in this company...have u heard about a PM who does like this...today i came to office at 8.30 AM..now its 10.30 PM..im still here...we are having a nightly buildof our project..the build will take an hour..then only we can correct the errors..so its very boring and frustrating..does any PM call you "da"...wen we hear that...the feeling of oneness happensi was called by "da" did u have dinner...i said yes i went to hotel and had..then he told..still u come..i have bought for all you people..come to pantry...wen i went to pantry..this guy has boughta lot of food..both veg and non-veg..and cool drinks too...we all ate from the same parcel..we are about9 guys and 5 ladies..all ate from the same parcel..cracking jokes..as i was new to this project..i didnt talk much..but this event made me close to all..i talked to many guys and ladies to whom i never did before..we were all laughing..and fighting for a last chicken piece..until one guygobbled it up..we told he "checked in" the chicken to his clearcase.. [ non s/w engg excuse,if i have explain itit will take an hour ] ...checking in the chicken was a good joke from s/w engg point of view..and we allwent head over heals..i havent heard about this kind of unity in a project team..although in mostcompanies people go for team dinners..everything will be restricted and a division will be alwayskept as seniors and juniors..but this was just all of us together...this event happened 30 mins before i wrote this thing...now we are back in our cubicles waiting for the build to be "up"..or the serverto be "up" so that we can test our modules and correct it..2mrw is a release of this..thats why..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8123200056963498862?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8123200056963498862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8123200056963498862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/09/1-in-100.html' title='1 in a 100'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3808576280324007778</id><published>2007-08-30T23:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:21:45.304+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2mrw i ll b a one year old software engineer :) .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.catherineelise.com/images/P7310024_OFVF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.catherineelise.com/images/P7310024_OFVF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shift for us is over now..We are now in a new building..With brand&lt;br /&gt;new systems,2gb ram,tft screens,what more can be demand,with this our&lt;br /&gt;work will surely have the good impact.The system wont hang,so we wont&lt;br /&gt;get bored or demotivated,and we are lucky most in our company to get&lt;br /&gt;the fastest systems.Its goodbye for late morning cozy snugs..Work is&lt;br /&gt;hard but intresting so its bearable..2mrw is a very special day for&lt;br /&gt;some of us,we have become seasoned software engineers...One year for&lt;br /&gt;us..We are no more freshers anymore..So on the eve of the great&lt;br /&gt;day..We are giving out treat for all the people in the office,a box&lt;br /&gt;for each containing a burger,pastry,appy fizz,the budget is 50k,we&lt;br /&gt;will give more than 50% of the amount to charity thru my company's&lt;br /&gt;Candle organisation,candle stands for care and love,wat a thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;name rt ? So..2mrw my treat for all my readers at techopark,2.30pm,at&lt;br /&gt;the respective pantry's..be there...or regret...hehehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3808576280324007778?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3808576280324007778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3808576280324007778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/2mrw-i-ll-b-one-year-old-software.html' title='2mrw i ll b a one year old software engineer :) .'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-9033318409080290736</id><published>2007-08-25T01:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:43:11.391+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Onam holidays..This year all holidays are on weekdays...Did you know that ?...Im going home.</title><content type='html'>Once again im mlogging...That means mobile blogging..We are 5 of us&lt;br&gt;going home for onam holidays...in my friends car..Three of us can&lt;br&gt;drive..So we plan to breakup the duty of driving..I thought to blog&lt;br&gt;this before i get my part of driving...Now we are talking but we may&lt;br&gt;feel asleep..The most dangerous part of driving at night is the driver&lt;br&gt;falling asleep..The music is on..Not the rock type..The kind of slow&lt;br&gt;ones that we like to hear at night..The bloody cars from opposite will&lt;br&gt;never dim their light..So we also decided not to dim the light..One&lt;br&gt;guy was against the ac..Coz it makes us fall asleep,but the wind&lt;br&gt;coming from outside if we open the window will make us feel tired..The&lt;br&gt;track now playing is dhimi dhimi of 1947 earth movie..We may stop&lt;br&gt;somewhere to eat something..I have got lot of work pending at&lt;br&gt;office..But i got 3 days to enjoy..Work can wait..I am looking forward&lt;br&gt;to eat a good onam sadhya at home..A sad news-my doggie has&lt;br&gt;expired..It was an accident..Just now we have been stopped by highway&lt;br&gt;police asked us where we are from and where we are going to..All the&lt;br&gt;papers are ok..We got the green flag..Now the car is doing is at&lt;br&gt;130kmph..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-9033318409080290736?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rss0XTxaV0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9CIpUtfBNzk/s1600-h/spider-man-tied-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101228577976375106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rss0XTxaV0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9CIpUtfBNzk/s320/spider-man-tied-up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its normal for us to leave the tie in our cubicle wen we go out of office to have some snacks..as its humid outside..its better off without the tie...and guess what happened wen i came to my cubicle today..some nasty fella did this to me..spidey on my chair...everyone who may have passed by may have had a good laugh..spidey with my tie on..and sitting in my chair..hmmm...malayalathil oru chollundu..irkikendaduthu irinillengil avide spidey kayari irikkum ennu...anyways...those who saw the spidey said those words to me...still ringing in my ear...and made me an innocent victim for todays fun at office..&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story :&lt;br /&gt;never leave your tie at your cubicle..if you leave it..untie it..so it its hard for the nasty fella to do something like this..or hide it under your monitor...or the most practical one..never keep a spidey near ur cubicle..or something of that sort worth wearing a tie..stuffed..dogs..dolls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it had been the green frog who sits three cubes away from me..thnk god he didnt see that..  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsszYTxaVzI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/piAmPJyMnmI/s1600-h/spider-man-tied-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-959404593191254625?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/959404593191254625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/959404593191254625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/office-spidey.html' title='office spidey'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rss0XTxaV0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9CIpUtfBNzk/s72-c/spider-man-tied-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8166610524324142624</id><published>2007-08-20T22:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:17:34.127+05:30</updated><title type='text'>motherjane - our own rock band was live at trivandrum nishagandhi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsnEbzxaVyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cataG5EkFG8/s1600-h/mother-jane-kerala-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100824035006764834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsnEbzxaVyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cataG5EkFG8/s320/mother-jane-kerala-live.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the performance was shown live in our fav channel Rosebowl..i didnt hav the time to reach nishagandhi..coz of my job timings..but i did have time to reach my room and see it live on tv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below is the lyrics of the song 'mindstreet' from the album - insane biography..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm, I take a step in my sleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The id lies bleeding in mindstreet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My angel's shot, full of holes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I know how to get him home.&lt;br /&gt;In this world, made of myth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rules change with every beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There's magic in the air, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cos here the gods hear your prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Come act your dream in mindstreet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do what you want, go where you please, Kick the devil in his B's Stop living on your bleeding knees.&lt;br /&gt;Will... not give up, they say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the way to Serendip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Close your eyes, learn to breathe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The oceans are just a few thoughts deep.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me...Not in me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The messenger is rarely worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; If you wanna trip, go inside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the secrets of the universe hide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is how, it's meant to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The journey is the way you pay the fee.&lt;br /&gt;Come act your dream in mindstreet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do what you want, go where you please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kick the devil in his B's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't have to live on your knees.&lt;br /&gt;Keep coming back, oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Human kind has always sensed his track. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels better everytime, To know, that we are all diviine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Courtesy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;motherjane -  &lt;a href="http://www.motherjane.net/"&gt;http://www.motherjane.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lyrics              - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsandsongs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.lyricsandsongs.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-8166610524324142624?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8166610524324142624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8166610524324142624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/motherjane-our-own-rock-band-was-live.html' title='motherjane - our own rock band was live at trivandrum nishagandhi..'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsnEbzxaVyI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cataG5EkFG8/s72-c/mother-jane-kerala-live.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2665072704212005086</id><published>2007-08-18T16:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-18T16:56:43.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>more photos of UTI bank to AXIS superd ad twins [ courtesy: www.axisbank.com ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbXHDxaVxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ha6xBxcTjpw/s1600-h/uti-axis-kids-photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100000144315275026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbXHDxaVxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ha6xBxcTjpw/s320/uti-axis-kids-photo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbVJTxaVvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AaggMlSRwJo/s1600-h/uti-kid-shreya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099997983946725106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbVJTxaVvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AaggMlSRwJo/s320/uti-kid-shreya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbW9zxaVwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iZKCWWe-_0/s1600-h/uti-axis-bank-twins-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099999985401485058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbW9zxaVwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iZKCWWe-_0/s320/uti-axis-bank-twins-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbU5DxaVuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2idT99uaGN0/s1600-h/uti-axis-kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099997704773850850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbU5DxaVuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2idT99uaGN0/s320/uti-axis-kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click on the photos to get an enlarged view&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-2665072704212005086?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2665072704212005086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2665072704212005086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-photos-of-uti-bank-to-axis-superd.html' title='more photos of UTI bank to AXIS superd ad twins [ courtesy: www.axisbank.com ]'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsbXHDxaVxI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ha6xBxcTjpw/s72-c/uti-axis-kids-photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4998051268083518450</id><published>2007-08-16T21:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:40:40.219+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Masala Dosa &amp; The Way Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsR29zxaVtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/jtsu8o6G6VU/s1600-h/masala+dosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099331482331797202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsR29zxaVtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/jtsu8o6G6VU/s320/masala+dosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many ways to eat a masala dosa .What ever the way one eats;there is a very good reason for doing that. It shows some traits ofthe person that is you…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 1: People who open the masala dosa and eat it: These are thepeople who are very open about their life. Everyone one the personsfriends would know all about him/her. I have generally seen guys dothis rather than girls. Some people think that it is a gross way ofeating but in truth, these people are just portraying who they are andhow their life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 2: People who start from both end and approach the masala later:These are the people who like to wait for the exiting things to cometo their life. Sadly when the times comes, they are not too interestedor just do not know how to enjoy it to the fullest. These are thefolks who just want life as either dry or exiting. They just do notknow how to phase their life and enjoy it no matter what. There aretwo types of people within this group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 2.1: People who do not finish all the masala: These folks just donot care as much for the fun times as they are already brought down bythe harsh reality of life. The dry periods in their life has left themwith so much scars that they do not want to be really happy when thetime is right. They just take only as much as they needed and endtheir life. A very sorry state indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 2.2: People who finish all the masala with the little dosa theyhave: These are the folks who just are the extremes. They just go allout in life. No matter it is dark or bright. They may not enjoy lifeto the fullest but they sure make sure that they get every single goodand bad thing out of life. Sometimes these folks are really hard toget along with. They are either your best friends or your worstenemies. They do not have a middle path at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 3: People who start from the middle and proceed to both ends:These are the people who like to get right to what they think is theirbest part of life. Usually these guys finish of the good portions in ahurry and get stuck with nothing but worst parts of their life. Thething to note among these people is that the tendency to burn out veryearly in their life. Like the above case, there are two kinds ofpeople in this group too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 3.1: People who do not finish the dosa: These folks are reallythe saddest of people. They are the ones who tend to end their life assoon as it hits the bad patch. For them, they only need and want thebest things in life and nothing more. Typically, they are not preparedor tuned to life as a whole. They just want to enjoy from first tilllast. Sadly, no one in the world can live without even an ounce ofsadness in life. Not even the richest of the richest. But to selfdestruct at the mere sign of distress is very bad. That is what theseguys tend to do. Some learn to live life but most of them do not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 3.1: People who do finish the dosa: These folks are the typicalhuman beings. We all enjoy the greatest of times in life and push thesad parts thinking about the great times in life. Typically the plateis clean and nothing is left for fate or in life. Happiness andsadness are part of life and these guys know that and are kind ofprepared for it. Life is not always happy but there are moments ofhappiness here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 4: People who eat the dosa making sure that the masala lasts forthe whole dosa: These people are very rare. These are the people wholike to attain balance in their life. It is hard to displease thesepeople and it is hard to make them really happy. They like theirbalance and are very protective of it. Sadly these are the people whotend to be lonely as anyone else may upset the balance of theirsystem. Perfectionist to the core and are very careful. These guys donot make the best company but are needed in any group to make thegroup from going hay wire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 5: People who do not share and eat the dosa as if it is precious:These folks are very protective about their life. They do not wantanyone to come and interfere in their life. They like to hide theirtrue nature and intensions for their benefit. Beware of such people asthey are in every group for their own need and nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 6: People who offer their first bite to others: These guys areoverly friendly. They do anything to be part of a group and makeeveryone feel like the group is important than the individuals. Theyare the glue that holds any group together. They are very friendly andbring the best of all the others in the group. They go out of theirway to help other friends. Most groups should have a person like thisand they are the ones who plan the group outings and other groupactivities. Once this person is out of the group, typically the groupslowly falls apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 7: People who take one or two bites and then offer the dosa toothers: These guys care about friends and friendship but they taketheir time to get into the group. They take their time in makingfriends and they typically are very committed once into thefriendship. These guys like to always be in the side lines andtypically do not jump into anything in life. They always take theirtime to analyze the situation and then make a decision. These guystake the better safe than sorry approach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 8: People who wait for others to make the offer first: Typicalpeople I must say. They are unsure about everything. Even if theywanted to offer, they will wait till the other person offers the foodfirst. If the other person is silent, so are these people. They arethe followers. They do terrific idea, they will pitch it to someoneelse and get their advice before proceeding. Sadly, most of theelderly world like these types of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 9: People who offer dosa only when they cannot finish it on theirown: You all may be familiar with these kinds of people. People whoare very generous only when all their needs are fulfilled. These folksare selfish but at the same time not misers or greedy. They just wantto satisfy themselves before they give it to the world. They typicallydo not stuff themselves nor do they tend to starve. They are very goodpeople who would give you the best of advices in life. They would makesure that you are not sad following their advice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Case 10: People who offer the whole dosa and eat from others plates:These folks are other extreme. They know what they want, they get whatthey want but they cannot enjoy what they want. Instead they tend tosettle for other things in life which satisfies the needs but does notsatisfy the person completely. These guys are termed as born loserscause even when they have the thing they wanted, they can't stopothers from stealing it from them.So next time you sit with a person eating a masala dosa, look closelyand see if he falls into one of the above categories. You may besurprised as how much it reveals about the person*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4998051268083518450?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4998051268083518450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4998051268083518450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/masala-dosa-way-of-life.html' title='Masala Dosa &amp; The Way Of Life'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsR29zxaVtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/jtsu8o6G6VU/s72-c/masala+dosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1847990284511870053</id><published>2007-08-16T21:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:12:06.291+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Update : finally i got a good picture of the AXIS bank twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwOzxaVrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ojdjoqTpmj4/s1600-h/axisbank-twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099324077808178866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwOzxaVrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ojdjoqTpmj4/s320/axisbank-twins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-1847990284511870053?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1847990284511870053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1847990284511870053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/update-finally-i-got-good-picture-of.html' title='Update : finally i got a good picture of the AXIS bank twins'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwOzxaVrI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ojdjoqTpmj4/s72-c/axisbank-twins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4750923854633784135</id><published>2007-08-16T01:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:11:08.039+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chak de India</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwBTxaVqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/c0dN2BtxXkQ/s1600-h/independence+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099323845879944866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwBTxaVqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/c0dN2BtxXkQ/s320/independence+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;60 years of independence is something we should think of,if we look&lt;br /&gt;around we can see that india is poised for a big leap towards a&lt;br /&gt;developed nation...Chakde india&lt;br /&gt;i was lucky to see that film on this day,my friend at infosys dc&lt;br /&gt;trivandrum got free tickets for that,the company booked the theatre&lt;br /&gt;for them,so he called me up 2day morning..Me being a guy who never&lt;br /&gt;says no to free things..readily agreed,and the crackers for flag&lt;br /&gt;hoisting in our resident association threw all of us out of bed,we&lt;br /&gt;went to hear the speech,the guy asked "who was gandhiji" on the&lt;br /&gt;mike,we had enough so we sneaked away..Me took a bath and went to&lt;br /&gt;theatre i met my friend at the gates and we went inside the&lt;br /&gt;theatre,the athulya theatre was full of tech people,and i noticed some&lt;br /&gt;nice girls with all the time i got before the lights went out,they&lt;br /&gt;gave a packet of food and indian flag sticker,the infy cultural&lt;br /&gt;commitee is behind all these..The film started,i did not know the&lt;br /&gt;techies cud hoot like this..The film is good one,and at times we could&lt;br /&gt;feel the patriotic kind of thing rise..I could feel the hairs on my&lt;br /&gt;hand stand up when Srk's team scored goals and finally they took the&lt;br /&gt;world cup,this movie is worth watching and especially on independence&lt;br /&gt;day coz its somewhat related to it..So i had a nice time and thanked&lt;br /&gt;my friend for it,i had lunch from a hotel ambalapatt,it was like a&lt;br /&gt;sadhya..And in the end i had lassi..'Moru'..Lunch was a heavy one and&lt;br /&gt;i was satisfied..Came to room and fell asleep fast,slept till&lt;br /&gt;7.30,then we all went to a hotel which we had never gone,food was good&lt;br /&gt;and environment too..With garden and lawns..We felt like sitting&lt;br /&gt;inside a jungle..Then came back to room,i called up a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;and while we talked we came upon ojo board i dont know to spell&lt;br /&gt;ojo,she said its really true and she and her friends had experienced&lt;br /&gt;it..It was my first time hearing someone who had real experience,i&lt;br /&gt;felt a bit creepy &amp;amp; thought a bit about it after i hung up,i am now in&lt;br /&gt;bed typing this blog from my cell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4750923854633784135?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4750923854633784135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4750923854633784135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/chak-de-india.html' title='Chak de India'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RsRwBTxaVqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/c0dN2BtxXkQ/s72-c/independence+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-192339479197378493</id><published>2007-08-10T23:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:22:17.930+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MC Vikram and Luda Krishna - WELCOME TO INDIA</title><content type='html'>WELCOME TO INDIA&lt;br /&gt;(parody of Welcome to Atlanta, by JD and Ludicris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came across it in my company...heard its mp3...tot i wud share it with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaa, MC Vikram and Luda Krishna representing you,That's right ... increase the volume please ... thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to India, mango juices and lassi, samosa crazy desisand little kids that are milking the bhainses.Toothbrush in my pocket, what is that?We use our fingers here to keep our teeth to clear, who said that?&lt;br /&gt;Luda Krishna here, Vikram owns the Tata gears,and I'm sitting in the Maruti Supreme,with the cooling glass on no one bothers me.because stars since the ever famous Mamooty.&lt;br /&gt;Come with me to a place where we sip Frootiesand we eat the sweets while monkeys roam the streets.Old uncle sits - big belly and burps smelly (burp!)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Vikram, would you please pass the jelly,I mean the pickle, hand it down this way ... Namastewe greet the people at the end of the day!Sixty five people hanging out, the door starts coming out.Therefore, please don't raise your hand, you are not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I broke into the local corner-store,bought myself a very nice looking carroms board.My fingers get sore when I shoot and I score,and the ladkis all scream coz they all want some more,of the Luda Krishna and the Vikram MC,Sweetest things to hit the States since Mango Chutney.We keep the kundis shaking, you better trust me.The name is Luda Krishna, but my friends call me Thambi, watch!! (burp!)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, Vikram, is that you my friend?!That is me my friend!Oh, please enter this rap game!Ok man! C'mon ... tell me where you are going my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to India where the cows eat hay,and we drive auto-rickshaws everyday,Goat-meat, yummy sweets, wild monkeys roaming,The roosters don't crow till five in the morning! (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Now the kundis don't jiggle till I am rapping,So please don't pass the gas when you are laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Up the music charts like mango trees I climb,With a smooth voice like mine, is it a crimeRepresenting FOB-iness since ninety seven?Rap maharaja, I don't work at 7-Eleven.Throw your hands in the air if you've got facial hair,Not just for the guys, c'mon ladies be fair!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the MFP - Most FOB-vious Player,Wearing hot lungis, do you think I really care?&lt;br /&gt;Monday night - computer club,Tuesday night - at Akbaar grocery saying "Sweet thing, what is up?"Wednesday - I'm out making RupeesThurday - On the lookout for Bharatnatyam queenFriday - Everybody must know where I'm at,coz I'm chilling on the field with my big cricket bat.Saturday - my farts are breezy ... believe me,so strong they will get you mad dizzy,Sunday - Yaar, I cannot start weepingbecause on Monday I will start the creeping .. Hallo!Ohhhh ... I love that my friend!Yaa dawg, that was funda-stic. Hey thank you, you're fabulous!Oh, thank you my friend! Oh ...Welcome to India where the cows eat hay,and we drive auto-rickshaws everyday,Goat-meat, yummy sweets, wild monkeys roaming,The roosters don't crow till five in the morning! (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, Go Luda, go Luda.Ah, its my b'day!That is your b'day man!Yaaaaah. You go boy!Oh oh oh ... it's great!Ah, Indian anthem my friend. Good night!Alright, goodbye ... kiss my buttocks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a look at the video of this song at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSwuwkhNVI8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSwuwkhNVI8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-192339479197378493?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/192339479197378493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/192339479197378493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/mc-vikram-and-luda-krishna-welcome-to.html' title='MC Vikram and Luda Krishna - WELCOME TO INDIA'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-558602517032296640</id><published>2007-08-10T01:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:18:48.772+05:30</updated><title type='text'>happy bday 2uooo..</title><content type='html'>Today is my house mates happy bday..Why do we call it happy bday,After&lt;br /&gt;all bdays are all happy rt,he is still in office now,the cake is ready&lt;br /&gt;the chocolate one,we opened up the cake one by one,i think we will eat&lt;br /&gt;it before he comes,and today is revenge day,we all gonna give him&lt;br /&gt;bumps,all our legs are ready to kick his ass...Just now he has&lt;br /&gt;come,Heard a bike coming..He got sweets....So we all set to kickass..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-558602517032296640?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/558602517032296640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/558602517032296640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-bday-2uooo.html' title='happy bday 2uooo..'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2724098139934133887</id><published>2007-08-08T23:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:06:23.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS</title><content type='html'>BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS&lt;p&gt; 1. No Breakfast&lt;p&gt;People who do not take breakfast are going to have a lower blood sugar&lt;br&gt;level.&lt;br&gt; This leads to an insufficient supply of nutrients to the brain&lt;br&gt;causing brain degeneration.&lt;p&gt;2. Overeating&lt;br&gt;It causes hardening of the brain arteries, leading to a decrease in&lt;br&gt;mental power.&lt;p&gt; 3. Smoking&lt;p&gt;It causes multiple brain shrinkage and may lead to Alzheimer disease.&lt;p&gt; 4. High Sugar consumption&lt;p&gt;Too much sugar will interrupt the absorption of proteins and nutrients&lt;br&gt;causing malnutrition and may interfere with brain development.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt; 5. Air Pollution&lt;p&gt;The brain is the largest oxygen consumer in our body. Inhaling&lt;br&gt;polluted air decreases the supply of oxygen to the brain, bringing&lt;br&gt;about a decrease in  brain efficiency.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Sleep Deprivation&lt;p&gt;Sleep allows our brain to rest. Long term deprivation from sleep will&lt;br&gt;accelerate the death of brain cells.&lt;p&gt; 7. Head covered while sleeping&lt;p&gt;Sleeping with the head covered, increases the concentration of carbon&lt;br&gt;dioxide  and decrease concentration of oxygen that may lead to brain&lt;br&gt;damaging effects.&lt;p&gt;8. Working your brain during illness&lt;br&gt;Working hard or studying with sickness may lead to a decrease in&lt;br&gt;effectiveness of the brain as well as damage the brain.&lt;p&gt; 9. Lacking in stimulating thoughts&lt;p&gt;Thinking is the best way to train our brain, lacking in brain&lt;br&gt;stimulation thoughts  may cause brain shrinkage.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Talking Rarely&lt;p&gt;Intellectual conversations will promote the efficiency of the brain&lt;p&gt; The main causes of liver damages are:&lt;p&gt;1.         Sleeping too late and waking up too late are main cause.&lt;p&gt;2.         Not urinating in the morning.&lt;p&gt;3.        Too much eating.&lt;p&gt;4.        Skipping breakfast.&lt;br&gt;5.        Consuming too much medication.&lt;p&gt;6.        Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring,&lt;br&gt;and artificial sweetener.&lt;br&gt;7.        Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce&lt;br&gt;cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking oils&lt;br&gt;like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, except&lt;br&gt;if the body is very fit.&lt;p&gt;8.         Consuming raw (overly done) foods also add to the burden of&lt;br&gt;liver.&lt;br&gt;            Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried&lt;br&gt;veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have&lt;br&gt;to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits. Maintaining good&lt;br&gt;eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to&lt;br&gt;absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to &amp;quot;schedule.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Evening at 9 - 11pm: is the time for eliminating unnecessary/toxic&lt;br&gt;chemicals (detoxification) from the antibody system (lymph nodes).&lt;br&gt;This time duration should be spent by relaxing or listening to music.&lt;br&gt;If during this time a housewife is still in an unrelaxed state  such&lt;br&gt;as washing the dishes or monitoring children doing their homework,&lt;br&gt;this will have a negative impact on health.&lt;p&gt;Evening at 11pm - 1am : is the detoxification process in the liver,&lt;br&gt;and ideally should be done in a deep sleep state.&lt;p&gt;Early morning 1 - 3am : detoxification process in the gall, also&lt;br&gt;ideally done in a deep sleep state.&lt;p&gt;Early morning 3 - 5am : detoxification in the lungs. Therefore there&lt;br&gt;will sometimes be a severe cough for cough sufferers during this time.&lt;br&gt;Since the detoxification process had reached the respiratory tract,&lt;br&gt;there is no need to take cough medicine so as not to interfere with&lt;br&gt;toxin removal process.&lt;p&gt;Morning 5 - 7am : detoxification in the colon, you should empty your&lt;br&gt;bowel.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Morning 7 - 9am : absorption of nutrients in the small intestine, you&lt;br&gt;should be having breakfast at this time. Breakfast should be earlier,&lt;br&gt;before 6:30am, for those who are sick. Breakfast before 7:30am is very&lt;br&gt;beneficial to those wanting to stay fit. Those who always skip&lt;br&gt;breakfast, they should change their habits, and it is still better to&lt;br&gt;eat breakfast late until 9 - 10am rather than no meal at all.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sleeping so late and waking up too late will disrupt the process of&lt;br&gt;removing unnecessary chemicals. Aside from that, midnight to 4:00 am&lt;br&gt;is the time when the bone marrow produces blood. Therefore, have a&lt;br&gt;good sleep and don&amp;#39;t sleep late.&lt;p&gt;TAKE CARE ABOUT YOUR HEALTH.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2724098139934133887?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2724098139934133887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2724098139934133887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/brain-damaging-habits.html' title='BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-2455426862546263982</id><published>2007-08-07T21:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:37:48.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'>orchid@dawn</title><content type='html'>an orchid...the dove shaped..from my mom's weeds garden as i call it...she calls it her flower graden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;snap taken at 6am,with the help of flash light. [ click the picture to enlarge ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriYIs_6NUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-G8d2gtTMQU/s1600-h/orchid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095990253655307586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriYIs_6NUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-G8d2gtTMQU/s320/orchid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-2455426862546263982?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2455426862546263982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/2455426862546263982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/orchiddawn.html' title='orchid@dawn'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriYIs_6NUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/-G8d2gtTMQU/s72-c/orchid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-7350384147345817611</id><published>2007-08-07T21:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:38:22.481+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hartal day@ernakulam district | reason: someone thrashed someone...i hate politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriXB8_6NTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RpMC1sih6k/s1600-h/hartal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095989038179562802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriXB8_6NTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RpMC1sih6k/s320/hartal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;national highway...from kothamangalam cheriapally junction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-7350384147345817611?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7350384147345817611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/7350384147345817611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/hartal-dayernakulam-district-reason.html' title='hartal day@ernakulam district | reason: someone thrashed someone...i hate politics'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriXB8_6NTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RpMC1sih6k/s72-c/hartal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-5483138769696354763</id><published>2007-08-07T21:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:38:49.764+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UTI - AXIS bank ad..the cutest thing i hav ever seen</title><content type='html'>wen i was watching NGC Megastructures...i came across this ad of UTI bank - AXIS brand name change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hav been longing to take a snap of this cute little thing,was waiting for this ad to show up..keeping my N70 ready..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a photo taken direct from my tv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is the cutest living thing i hav ever seen in this world...isnt this little angel cute ? plz comment..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriVYM_6NSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/31O8PE3lG9g/s1600-h/cutest-angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095987221408396578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriVYM_6NSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/31O8PE3lG9g/s320/cutest-angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2781627164566559322-5483138769696354763?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5483138769696354763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5483138769696354763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/uti-axis-bank-adthe-cutest-thing-i-hav.html' title='UTI - AXIS bank ad..the cutest thing i hav ever seen'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RriVYM_6NSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/31O8PE3lG9g/s72-c/cutest-angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-391377924613711670</id><published>2007-08-06T12:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:25:48.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back 2 tvm</title><content type='html'>Havent reached tvm yet..My ipod woke me up..And this is the&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving session..The below three posts were done from my nokia&lt;br /&gt;N70,using google gmail application on airtel gprs connection,using my&lt;br /&gt;left and right thumbs,on seat no:16 of the ksrtc bus from kmglm to&lt;br /&gt;tvm,i thank my co passenger for bearing up with me all this time..He&lt;br /&gt;thinks i am typing a huge sms in my cell...By evening i will be&lt;br /&gt;posting a photo which i took when i landed in kothamangalam on&lt;br /&gt;saturday hartal day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-391377924613711670?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/391377924613711670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/391377924613711670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/havent-reached-tvm-yet.html' title='back 2 tvm'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-6903071398179158635</id><published>2007-08-06T07:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:44:35.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>I asked the conductor that will we be able to make it out of ekm dist&lt;br /&gt;by 6am,he said we may..Now there were only 2 of us in the bus as&lt;br /&gt;passengers and i shifted to front seat...Dont know why i shifted but&lt;br /&gt;the adrenaline levels where high inside the bus and we could smell&lt;br /&gt;it..It was like giving a moral support for the driver too..And we&lt;br /&gt;blasted honking through the isolated roads to wade away pests like&lt;br /&gt;autorickshaws..Me being a speed junkie i could tell the bus was doing&lt;br /&gt;a good 80kmph..So again i fired up my equations and the early rays of&lt;br /&gt;sun started flooding the bus..And spray like rain started..And now i&lt;br /&gt;could see some familiar places outside...I could see the suburbs of&lt;br /&gt;kothamangalam now..So i called my home and told dad the mission is&lt;br /&gt;a success and told him to pick me up from kmglm ksrtc stand..entrance..i&lt;br /&gt;made it 5 mins before hartal..And seeing the whole thing as a big&lt;br /&gt;commando operation i thanked the conductor and driver for their&lt;br /&gt;action..I got out from the bus and many people to munnar got&lt;br /&gt;inside..Kothamangalam is the gateway to highrange which is idukki&lt;br /&gt;district there was no hartal there,and it will take the bus 10 more&lt;br /&gt;minutes to get out of ekm district,well everything is late so the&lt;br /&gt;hartal cud wait a bit..the bus roared and went its way to munnar.And&lt;br /&gt;i waited some minutes and dad came..He gave me the drivers seat..He&lt;br /&gt;know its been long since i took the wheel of the car...And driving was&lt;br /&gt;my yet another fav thing..And i rode back home to see my mom waiting&lt;br /&gt;at the porch..And my doggie taking his daily rounds around the&lt;br /&gt;home..He came and soiled my tshirt at the moment he saw me when i was&lt;br /&gt;taking out my shoes.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techglobal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-6903071398179158635?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6903071398179158635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/6903071398179158635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-asked-conductor-that-will-we-be-able.html' title='part 2'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-4754702675077315323</id><published>2007-08-06T07:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:26:44.174+05:30</updated><title type='text'>part 1</title><content type='html'>The wheels started rolling and the rpm's increased and tired of&lt;br /&gt;running equations i decided to relax then i thought about live&lt;br /&gt;blogging..And took my n70,started the gmail program,it showed error&lt;br /&gt;that could not connect to gprs..Damn..The area i was travelling at&lt;br /&gt;that time had no gprs connection for airtel..It was a rare case..So i&lt;br /&gt;did not curse..Took out my ipod,and started my Fav linkinpark..Then&lt;br /&gt;went on to eminem..Then finally atif aslam..Which made me down..So&lt;br /&gt;went to westlife..And humtum naughty tracks..And the boring bus ride&lt;br /&gt;began to take its toll on me,so i put on the timer for ipod,to switch&lt;br /&gt;off 45 mins later and an alarm for 4.30 am,and i entered the real&lt;br /&gt;world..As faithful as a dog the ipod did its work and i woke up at&lt;br /&gt;4.30...I really dont know where i was but the bus was still running&lt;br /&gt;good..To kill time i took out n70 and started opera to do some&lt;br /&gt;orkutting,scrapped lot of friendship day wishes..And to cut short the&lt;br /&gt;blahs,now i will tell what happend after i got to ekm,the conductor&lt;br /&gt;asked the station master whether the bus could go,he nodded yes but at&lt;br /&gt;risk,so now the next target was to reach aluva,the interior lights&lt;br /&gt;were switched off..And the driver did a handsome drive with ample pace&lt;br /&gt;and reached aluva,it was 5.30am,30 mins more to hartal,now it was&lt;br /&gt;perumbavoor &amp; kothamangalam... &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techglobal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-4754702675077315323?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4754702675077315323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/4754702675077315323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/wheels-started-rolling-and-rpm.html' title='part 1'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-3409777169232391256</id><published>2007-08-06T06:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:27:09.884+05:30</updated><title type='text'>part 0</title><content type='html'>I was not able to keep up the promise that i would blog on sat and&lt;br /&gt;sunday,saturday i was too sick to even get up from bed..And my mom&lt;br /&gt;coming from medical side gave me a shot of antibiotics,so i was able&lt;br /&gt;to recover to a position as of now,well my journey from trivandrum to&lt;br /&gt;ernakulam was an adventurous one..Someone cheated me..The politics,i&lt;br /&gt;got out from the company at 11.30 and made a rat race to the ksrtc,and&lt;br /&gt;there was my bus to munnar,it will take me to kothamangalam,from where&lt;br /&gt;i can catch local bus to reach my home's gate..It was 12.30am,the&lt;br /&gt;paper bundle landed in ksrtc stand..And the paper boy this time told&lt;br /&gt;the truth &amp;lt;they mostly shout lies to sell the paper&amp;gt; it was hartal in&lt;br /&gt;ekm dist..Oh kcuf i am doomed..The hartal is a condition where some&lt;br /&gt;people wont allow others to do anything than sit at home,and it is in&lt;br /&gt;india,where we boast about right to freedom of a person..Nyways i hate&lt;br /&gt;politics not the democracy..So i called home and dad told dont give up&lt;br /&gt;son come as close to home as you can,the hartal is a bit serious one&lt;br /&gt;so it was risky for the ksrtc to service,anyway,it will start at&lt;br /&gt;6am,so the conductor gave tickets quoting that we have to get out at&lt;br /&gt;any point of time..And so i started my journey..There wasnt much&lt;br /&gt;people in the bus..And it was destined to get to munnar,i was running&lt;br /&gt;a lot of equations in my mind..If the bus managed to get out of ekm&lt;br /&gt;dist before 6am,then it can go munnar safe.... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue reading in the next post above.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techglobal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-3409777169232391256?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3409777169232391256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/3409777169232391256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-was-not-able-to-keep-up-promise-that.html' title='part 0'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-5733823267371062754</id><published>2007-08-03T21:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:27:53.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>wen the reds met the whites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrNLetjsapI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-sRV7JzS7sQ/s1600-h/friendship+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094498594483628690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrNLetjsapI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-sRV7JzS7sQ/s320/friendship+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Im not in a good mood to blog...im a bit sick..2mrw i think i got an appointment with fever..so started medicine today...and for not dissapointing my readers..this is a snap i took today in front of trivandrum secretriat..wer ex chief minister Mr Umman Chandhi is fast fasting..and the reds marching to congratulate him...A rare scene...and remember this week is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friendship week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ click on the image to view a larger picture ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NB: as its weekend...and im going home..my home system is a zombie now..so..SAT &amp;amp; SUN blogs will be done thru my mobile.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrNLONjsaoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/VDlgHCh7Z94/s1600-h/friendship+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2781627164566559322-5733823267371062754?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5733823267371062754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/5733823267371062754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/wen-reds-met-whites.html' title='wen the reds met the whites...'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrNLetjsapI/AAAAAAAAAIA/-sRV7JzS7sQ/s72-c/friendship+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-180284047351661258</id><published>2007-08-02T20:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:59:47.227+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I had my “BRUNCH” today…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrH4XdjsanI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qwiPgg7-sdc/s1600-h/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094125735487761010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrH4XdjsanI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qwiPgg7-sdc/s320/corn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brunch is something that’s eaten by busy people..mostly the heavily loaded software engineers…no this is not a cooking session..but I can tell you how u can eat your brunch…everyone can..it only need some effort..if you want to eat your brunch today..you have to start preparing for it yesterday…work late night...till 2am or something..then come out of office…search for any hotels..ya you found one..but at the wrong time..its closed..so goto your room/home and drink plenty of water..and goto bed..don’t use alarm to wake up..sleep as long as you want..now you will wake up around 11am approx..if u have slept at 3am..and then do your daily chores…now time is 11.45…now goto a hotel..if u eat breakfast..then u wont be hungry for lunch..so what you can do is eat the BRUNCH…that means the LUNCH..eat lunch to compensate the missed breakfast and the normal lunch…this is how you can prepare your BRUNCH…serve hot with onion rings…and after that goto office at 3pm and repeat the cycle…if u want to eat BRUNCH tommorow also…Note : Eating BRUNCH is injurious for your health,it can cause brain damage…coz breakfast is called Brainfood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-180284047351661258?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/180284047351661258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/180284047351661258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-had-my-brunch-today.html' title='I had my “BRUNCH” today…'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrH4XdjsanI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qwiPgg7-sdc/s72-c/corn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-8051527025936303384</id><published>2007-08-01T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:56:47.363+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airtel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postpaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IVR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prepaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customer care'/><title type='text'>this "is" customer care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrCXQNjsamI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UHNT41NDBrM/s1600-h/customer+care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093737483329104482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrCXQNjsamI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UHNT41NDBrM/s320/customer+care.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my objective : to discontinue my airtel postpaid connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that..i found out how airtel "cares" for their customers...&lt;br /&gt;according to airtel there are two types of customers for airtel..&lt;br /&gt;the prepaids,postpaids,..like MUGGLES and SLYTHERIN..&lt;br /&gt;to find out the difference call the customer care for the two types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xtra points non-techies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computerlady=IVR , which is Interactive Voice Response system..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In telephony, interactive voice response, or IVR, is a computerised system that allows a person, typically a telephone caller, to select an option from a voice menu and otherwise interface with a computer system. Generally the system plays pre-recorded voice prompts to which the person presses a number on a telephone keypad to select the option chosen, or speaks simple answers such as "yes", "no", or numbers in answer to the voice prompts. reference : &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/url?sa=X&amp;start=14&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;oi=define&amp;q=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IVR&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNG0Rde0fG5N9v7FIgx677P_f7RPLw"&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IVR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food For Thought: All IVR's are women's. why is it so..i think they got an appealing sound so,correct me if im wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case of airtel prepaid u can call it in my opinion simply "voice" ,&lt;br /&gt;coz it wasnt interactive enuf and it wasnt responsive too..&lt;br /&gt;to get a feel of it..if ur airtel prepaid customer,call: 121 and try to interact with the "IVR" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in postpaid : u can reach customer care with 2 number clicks.&lt;br /&gt;in prepaid :im sorry i dont know how i reached..coz the menu [ IVR ] is not at all responsive..&lt;br /&gt;u have to wait for the computer lady to finish her talking and then press the options she gives u..&lt;br /&gt;but in postpaid..u can press while she talks and can goto the respective menu...&lt;br /&gt;the customer care in airtel prepaid is hidden somewhere i dont know really..we computer guys call it easter eggs..gamers call it cheat codes..coz i clicked many buttons and reached&lt;br /&gt;the customercare..i think somewhere they told me to press 8 or 9..then i reached..it took me more than 3 minutes ,coz i had to wait for the lady to finish her talking..so if u readers find a shortcut for reaching airtel prepaid customer care..plz leave a comment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my objective..i hav to discontinue my postpaid connection..so i called the postpaid CC and requested to discontinue my postpaid connection..now see the QA below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:excuse me sir..can u tell me why u decided to discontinue ur connection ?&lt;br /&gt;ME :its coz i cant control my calling cost,i ought to have some reins for it so..&lt;br /&gt;SHE:sir,i suggest u decrement ur dynamic credit limit,not its 2500INR,u can reduce it to 1000 something&lt;br /&gt;ME:if i change it,then u will barr my calls after that limit and i have to pay it..what if i dont have money&lt;br /&gt;or dont find airtel office,or nor do i have internet to pay online..i get cut off completely rt ?..so i dont like that idea&lt;br /&gt;SHE:ok sir,is ther any frnds who want this connection,we can change it to their names.&lt;br /&gt;ME:my friends all got connections,i dont think they want to ditch their existing connections&lt;br /&gt;SHE:sir,then u can give this connection to ur family members rt ?&lt;br /&gt;ME:my home is in a place wer ther is only BSNL &amp;amp; hutch coverage.&lt;br /&gt;SHE:are you sure u dont have airtel coverage there ?&lt;br /&gt;ME:my phone is n70,i dont think it will lie to his master&lt;br /&gt;SHE:ok sir,but ur at work,so no problem in using this connection rt ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ohhkay tats it..bapuu…..there is no value for truth here..so i went the other way ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: actually i got transfer to a company in hyderabad..so i find no use of this connection&lt;br /&gt;SHE:sir,as you are our privileged customer [ coz i pay more than 1000/month] we can keep it in our safety locker free for 3 months&lt;br /&gt;ME:i wont come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ohh my god im such a good liar ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: can u plz discontinue this connection plz..[ i was getting bored and frustrated..]&lt;br /&gt;SHE:ok sir,u can give ur request in any airtel office..&lt;br /&gt;ME:thank you so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ now this hurt me a lot..and i think she was too..for this departure of mine.... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE:thank you sir for being on airtel,we hope to meet u soon on airtel..&lt;br /&gt;[mayb my imagination,coz im a guy wit some soft muscles in my heart..,i felt like she was a bit sad for me leaving airtel..]&lt;br /&gt;SHE:thank you once again..all the best for ur transfer..hope u can do best in ur job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ now this is what i call customer care...5 globes for airtel..for caring this much..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how about woes of prepaid..are the prepaids less priveleged ??&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/2781627164566559322-8051527025936303384?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8051527025936303384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/8051527025936303384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-objective-to-discontinue-my-airtel.html' title='this &quot;is&quot; customer care'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/RrCXQNjsamI/AAAAAAAAAHo/UHNT41NDBrM/s72-c/customer+care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1401010314201063298</id><published>2007-07-31T19:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-31T19:42:29.929+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell party'/><title type='text'>cakes related to bdays only ?? i always tot so b4 this......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq8_bdjsalI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OopRmirwVz0/s1600-h/xml-birthday-cake-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359444602677842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq8_bdjsalI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OopRmirwVz0/s320/xml-birthday-cake-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;-- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just for horror !! .. see this "xml-iced" bday cake...now readon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;today we came jus in time...so didnt have the extreme xp..today&lt;br /&gt;something really funny happened here...these freshers..they wreck&lt;br /&gt;havoc everywher. leave alone creating silly bugs in codes..but in&lt;br /&gt;office too....i mean we are 10 months old...if something funny clicked&lt;br /&gt;in ur head..leave it..i meant we are 10 months as freshers...and we&lt;br /&gt;are 2 weeks old to this new project...so we didnt knew any ancient&lt;br /&gt;ones here.....wen i placed my butt on the chair..i saw many people&lt;br /&gt;rushing to the pantry as if there was some hijacked plane gonna hit&lt;br /&gt;technopark..so why me....me too evacuated...thinking there was some&lt;br /&gt;emergency exit at the pantry..[ hai i jus exaggerated..sorry if it&lt;br /&gt;wasnt funny ] .and then there was three cakes lined up inside the&lt;br /&gt;pantry.....and all people observed silence..they wer waiting for&lt;br /&gt;someone for sure..and we freshers wer so delighted for the free&lt;br /&gt;treats...and i unbuttoned my cuffs...[ wow wat a vision..the pastries&lt;br /&gt;will stick onto my cuffs]..and then came the lady...she was already in&lt;br /&gt;the crowd..and she came forward...and suddenly some freshers.. [ again&lt;br /&gt;name not specified ] started singing happy bday to youuuu on the top&lt;br /&gt;of their voices......and then everybody told to shooo and some wer a&lt;br /&gt;bit serious..some wer trying to stop their laughter somehow.... the freshers who sang the song didnt mean any harm to&lt;br /&gt;the bday lady...me wondered if the corporate world had some rule that&lt;br /&gt;we shudnt sing happy bday wen there was cakes...then our lady in focus&lt;br /&gt;started to say a farewell speech...[OMG] ohhh my god..to the fresher's&lt;br /&gt;horror..it was her farewell party...and we did a "happy bday"...its not&lt;br /&gt;the freshers mistake according to me coz..we are not used to such&lt;br /&gt;farewells..and if u asked why didnt we notice tat atleast a candle or&lt;br /&gt;knife wasnt ther...u got a point..our mistake....so it was pretty sad&lt;br /&gt;for all the non freshers..coz one member of the family was&lt;br /&gt;leaving..and we sang happy bday...i bet she wont forget her&lt;br /&gt;farewell...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2781627164566559322-1401010314201063298?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1401010314201063298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1401010314201063298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/07/cakes-related-to-bdays-only-i-always.html' title='cakes related to bdays only ?? i always tot so b4 this......'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq8_bdjsalI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OopRmirwVz0/s72-c/xml-birthday-cake-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2781627164566559322.post-1922657483167404675</id><published>2007-07-30T19:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-30T22:10:07.993+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technopark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit salad'/><title type='text'>one cat , some birds , nd 3 of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq300tjsagI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EdwJYARENaE/s1600-h/frutisalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092995940045580802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq300tjsagI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EdwJYARENaE/s320/frutisalad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;be on time to office. Not too early. Not too late...this is wat happened today...me nd my friends came 1.5hrs b4 office time. as we follow shift..our cubes wer occupied..so we planned to kill time by going out to technopark first floor hotel rangoli..nd have lime juice. note this "lime juice"..ya lime juice is the cheapest one. we knew it.. [ the hotel people also knew that. ].[ u ll know the imp of this statement later]...wen we put 4ward the idea of lime juice. we had two things in mind..kill time..and killing time meant watching birds.nooo we are not ornithologists.but we are literally...google defines it as “A professional scientist who studies the lives and behaviors of birds”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...birds - to those who didn’t know means beautiful girls.ya we watch the lives and behaviours..and u read it right,beautiful girls only..as Murphy’s law we don’t find our company girls as beautiful as other company girls..like we say in mallu "muttathe mullaku manamilla"&lt;br /&gt;[ someone help me to translate this to English…]&lt;br /&gt;...so we went to rangoli..and sat under the idea umbrella [ idea's ad was printed on it,like idea there is airtel umbrella and icici umbrella ]..and one of us [ 3 of us,including me,name not specified to prevent "nanakeedu" ] went to order the lime juice..they told its not in the menu&lt;br /&gt;[ wise guys ] ..so he had to go4 something else...and the first thing he saw was fruit salad..and ordered it without our consent...wen he told me he ordered fruit salad. We were against it..then we agreed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the images of fruit salads began to play slideshow in my head..as in winxp..the crystal clear glass,the white icecream with caramel..the cherry on top..the cashewnuts..mmm yummy..nd it costs 25..so I expected it…so we placed the order and took the seats..now our second phase started..watching birds..it was around 2pm so we expected lot of birds to fly by..and took our seats in such an angle that we cud a 270 degree view…and then came the cat..ya a real live cat..it came towards our desk..and I called it closer..and it started mewing..so loudly..the whole technopark cud hear it..and the birds although less in number started laughing..great..usually birds are afraid of cats..but technopark birds were not... thank you cat for making us noticed..i felt like sticking up something to the cats mouth for embarrassing us like this..we haven’t done any harm to it..i just called it to us..coz it looked cute to me..and now it has become a trouble..imagine this : three guys clad in ties..shoes..nd id cards..and a cat in 2500 watts beside them as if we owe something to the cat....and a lot of girls to watch it..great…and we somehow managed to shoo it away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and then came the fruit salad..and it came in paper cups with a table spoon pushed into it..first I tot it was mango juice..then I took the spoon and fished out the fruits..it was banana,mango,pineapple..and nothing else..no cherry , no cashew , ohkay there was custard in it..and lots of it..so we fished out the pieces and drank the rest of custard..and evacuated the place asap..so much for this day..thank you cat..we hope to see you soon today..for dinner...and thanks for the unknown guy who made the “fruit something” and labeled it as fruit salad…&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/2781627164566559322-1922657483167404675?l=fatal-exception.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1922657483167404675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2781627164566559322/posts/default/1922657483167404675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatal-exception.blogspot.com/2007/07/ya-be-on-time-to-office.html' title='one cat , some birds , nd 3 of us'/><author><name> </name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/SJc2wlQixHI/AAAAAAAABFo/xCGKjTYLdZI/S220/untitled.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2zJCBPu8ulM/Rq300tjsagI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EdwJYARENaE/s72-c/frutisalad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
