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Sunday, September 10, 2006
Kids - the fortune of India
Fantastic short film. See how the children's mindset turns out violent, because of their elders attitude. I am left with question marks, after watching the movie. You??

Monday, September 04, 2006
Meenakshi
I am bad in linking. You should have seen less of links in the posts. I would like to link few now. Here, here and here.

The blogsophere is a world, where everyone is given the seat of emperor. Create your own kingdom and be seated on the emperor's seat. Rule the world.
Sivamurugan really impressed. Lot of snaps on Madurai Meenakshi temple. Wow, to whoever has constructed.

The wonderful thing here is, how the time changes the temples too. Temples always have their cultural paintings on them. They don't protest against human beings for getting altered. They accept whatever is offered by the people, to serve the people. It's like how we decorate the VINAYAGAR on GANESH CHATHURTHI in our home. Everyone has their own taste of decorating the deity. Temples always reflect the present culture. Imagine, how it would have been when it was constructed and how it looks now. There would be millions of differences. It makes life interesting. People love to move in.

The deity, who offers all sort of goodness remains same, at all times.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Life goes by
Sitting in the corner block of the bed room. Laptop, the wholesome companion for me on my non-work times. Scrolling back towards the life. The happiest, sad, teary, scariest, fearful, romantic moments are flashing in my mind. Life runs through.

The days of elementary school, with a three decked lunchbox to share with me and my brother. Walking towards the school and browsing through the neighbourhood. Watching the long running train from the class room window, sometimes the class room sessions too. Making sounds from the last bench. Pushing the front bench boys (some times girls) and laughing out loud on their sudden reactions. Having an eye on the iron block, wherein the watchman comes and knocks to announce the day is over. Running out first from the class. Ride fastly with the legs, reach out home. Not listening to mom's words not the evening food. Direct hit to the terrace. Joining with my friends for flying the kite. Time is running out. Mom is calling for studying the day's session and doing the homework. Shouting at her, 'no home work ma'. She, somehow convinces me and pulling me back to home. Mom advicing me to read the lesson SHOUTLY, which my brother used to do. Doing it unlikingly. Keeping an eye on the clock aside. Daddy comes in, the entire focus now turns into the book. As usual, the mindful caring and careless eyes. Time runs by. Mom prepares the night food. Time to finish the text. Which and what has gone into mind in the study session, god knows. Calling us for dinner and switching on the TV. Wow, the study session is over. Going back to bed. The day starts again.