Friday, April 28, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Monday, April 24, 2006
Today again i saw him going for "dhum", so i sent the same message again. He mistook it that some girl is sending him these messages. Sometime afternoon, he called me from his mobile. At that time, i was in another call with client, so i have not attended his call. But he again mistook that i am trying to disguise myself by avoding his calls. So he called me from another number (puthisali thanama yosikararam), by this time i was finished with the client call, so i attended this call.
He: Who is this speaking? (male voise - vera yarayo vittu pesa solluthu ponnu)
Me: Who are you calling man (konjam kadupa...namaku phone pannitu nambala yarunu ketkaran)
He: So and so...got a msg from this number
Me: This is bharani, whatz ur name ( i dont remember the msg-sent-situation as i was occupied with some other thought)
He: Adapavi neethana athu...Yenda yennoda asayila manna potta...Nan etho ponnuthan msg pannuthunu nenachen....
Ennoda vazhkayilayum oru vasantham veesapoguthu nenachen...unnai innaki kollama vidamathenda...
P.S: Ennovo theriyala, ella pasangalukum, evlo periya vetrigal kedachalum , recognition by a girl is most important of all..
Friday, April 21, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
But the second she sees my face, she starts crying. I dont know what kind of image that her brain will receive whenever she sees my face, kannadi potutu oru poochandi vanthuthanda....but immediately she recognizes me (vanthutanda vanthutanda) she starts "hmmm..." and it reachs its peak when i picks her up.
It has not happened till she was 8 months old. But after celebrated her 1st birthday...this has started..even though i go to her house weekly once. I try my best to start a cordial relationship by giving my mobile, keychains...but nothing will stop her from crying
Kuzhandaya thooki konjama....enna kodumai saravanan ithu....
But being a strong believer of Newton's third law,
Thursday, April 13, 2006
X ( guy - working in project A for 2 yrs)
Y ( gal - working in project A for 1 and half yrs)
Z ( guy - joined project A one week back)
Y and Z are sitting in a table and having a serious discussion regarding how India should take on Pakistan in kashmir issue
X and Friend of X(from diff project) sitting in the next table, listening to their discussion
Friend of X : Neeyum rendu varushama antha projectla iruku. Oru thadava kooda nee antha figurekooda pesi parthathe illayeda machan
X (sema kadupudan ): Aman, pallu irukaravan pakoda sapduran...
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
The concept is that two lovers trying to find an idea to split their love. (Super illa)
Excellently tuned by Yuvan, beautifully penned by X(who is lyric writer..na.muthukumar or pa.vijay) [super duper ideas for love split], superbly rendered by a dozen of singers , it is completly different from the current genre of songs.
Kettu parunga....Kettukite irupeenga...
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
வழியில் மரங்கள் கிடையாது
ஆனாலும் கண்டம் தாண்டும் சிறகுகள் வலிக்காது
Simple lines...But it tells all about perseverance, hardwork, focus, faith, success, happiness it brings........endless list
Monday, April 10, 2006
எனக்கு ஒரு பையன் இருக்கான்.
ஒரு நல்ல கணவனா என்னால இருக்க முடியல,
ஒரு நல்ல அப்பாவா இருக்க முயற்சி பண்றேன்.
கோடிட்ட இடங்களை நிரப்பரதுதானே வாழ்க்கை
How true is the last line. It is definitely not possible that we create a complete lesson on our own in the short span of life...
We always keep on filling the existing void in life. Sometime we fill the blanks perfectly, most of the time the blanks are too large or too small for us. Either we adjust or we keep on searching for blanks on which we can fit.
May be i can rephrase it as
தேடித்தேடி கோடிட்ட இடங்களை நிரப்பரதுதான் வாழ்க்கை.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
If i am breaking this cycle, that is really appreciated (ஹி ஹி)
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Monday, April 03, 2006
I went to my native on a three day vacation to see my mother. My maternal grandma and grandpa are there and this time my mother's presence made it a memorable one. I get "maharaja" treatment whenever i go to my native, as both my grandma and grandma love me so much. It is not because i am their first grandson, it is more because they have brought me up from my childhood (My mother has given me to my parents when i am 8 months old- That’s a big story).
Only thing i do whenever i go there is eat and sleep. Nothing much. Even for having my food, they will give me water to wash my hands in a separate plate, have food and again wash my hands in the same plate..relax and go to sleep again...Raja vazhkai...
My grandparents narrate all the happenings between my last visit and this time, they both used to tease each others. That too when my grandpa take drinks (which he usually does) he become too emotional. He will tell all the stories about how i was in my childhood, how i should take care of myself, how my wife should be like...all those sweet nothings...
He remembers the time where he used to take me to my school in the morning and my grandma prepares lunch and brings hot and fresh food everyday..
வெள்ள வேட்டி சட்டையோட உன்னை சைக்கிள்ள கூட்டிட்டு போய்
schoola விட்டப்ப இருந்த சந்தோசம் இப்ப இல்லடா
He used to tell me, even now when my headmistress sees him, she asks how Bharani is doing. Even the servant maid in that school used to ask my grandma the same question whenever she sees her. My mother asked me do u remember them? How can I forget them? They are the ones who taught me the initial interactions with the world.
I feel really happy when so many people still remember me and ask about me where i have not done anything special to them...
One boring (or interesting) aspect of all these talks is my marriage. Though i tell the same excuse of "after 27", he used to keep on pressing me.
He used to ask me Are u looking any girl. If yes tell me, i will do the necessary arrangements. Un manasuku pudichi iruntha pothum da. Vera ethai pathiyum kavalai padathe....
He used to tease me that, when i am in my childhood, if he takes me to shop and show me 50 paisa chocolate and ask me to take it, i usually ask for 5 star.
Appaaye unnoda aasai ellam perusuda. Then some time in 16 or 17teens when he asked about what kind of wife i want, i had told him that my wife should be slightly intelligent that me..
உன்னோட எண்ணத்துக்கு ஏத்த மாதிரி உனக்கு நல்ல பெண்ணா பார்த்து நான் உனக்கு கட்டி வைக்கிறேண்டா....
I used to feel i am in top of the world when i am with them. No one can evey say anything ill of me when i am with them...
I remember the days when my grandma used to give money whenever i go there and return to chennai. Now i am happily repaying them. Even now she says, ஏண்டா எனக்கு காசு, நீ வச்சி உன் உடம்ப பார்த்துக்க....
After all these days, i will be at the utter most sadness when i return to chennai...
But life is that way.... Tasting few drops of happiness when u r sailing in ocean of hurdles
Sujatha பாஷையில் சொல்லனும்னா ஏறக்குறைய சொர்க்கம்