Song(s) of Lifetime...

At any given time, there's always a song that catches my fancy more than the others. Inspite of having a long playlist with my all time favorites, this is the song I always listen to in all my mood swings. And it’s the number, I play first when I power up my iPod. So I end up listening to that song a few times everyday. I always sing along (when no one around) and it always makes me feel just a bit better... which is the all time wonderful hit "Poongatrilae" from Uyire (Ae Ajnabi/Dil Se)

The song starts of with a country feel to it through the simple beats, and then when Swarnalatha starts of with "Kannil oru vali irundhaal" it takes you in to that mood of sorrow and pain. And the voice of UnniMenon fits the song aptly, what more... Vairamuthu’s lyrics, ARR’s music... making it a perfect rendition.

Kaattrin alaivarisai kaetkkindradhaa ?
Kaetkkum paattil oru uyir vizhum kanneer vazhigindradhaa ?
Nenju nanaigindradhaa ?
Idhayam karugum oru vaasam varugindradhaa ?

Kaattril kanneerai yaettri
Kavidhai sendhaenai oottri
Kannae un vaasal saerthaen
Oyum jeevan odum munnae ododi vaa ...


The hero trying to reach his lover through the air-waves. He transmits his feelings to her, by airing this song on the radio... and the song's lyrics capture not just the mood, but also the medium though which he reaches her!!! - "I add my tears to the air, with some sweet poetry, and deliver to your house!"

One of my all-time favorite songs - for the music, lyrics and the feel!!!

Right now, song is the haunting melody “Un siripinil...” from Pachai Kili Muthucharam. It is a song with minimal beautiful beats and strong lyrics, but this one has grown stronger on me. Almost all the sections in the song are very catchy and sung without any frills by the debutants Gouthami Rao and Robby accompanied by Harris Jeyaraj’s leisure beats. The husky singing is so soothing and relaxing... along with Thamarai’s lyrics…

mudhal naal paartha vanappu
thuli kuraiyavum illai unakku
urakkam vizhiipil kanavaai
unai kaanbadhae vazhakkam enakku
aruginilae varugaiyilae
thudippadhai niruthudhu nenjam
mudhal mudhal indru nigazgiradhendru
nadippadhu konjam vanjamae


The song's tempo is neat and brilliant and leaves us wanting more and more as it ends. Keep your eyes closed, your sensations will do the rest!!

கொஞ்சம் நேரம் மொக்கை …

வழக்கம் போல, அலுவலகம் முடிந்து JLO நம்ம ஊரு குத்து பாட்டுக்கு டான்ஸ் ஆடுற மாதிரி ஒரு கற்பனைல இந்த பாடலை என்னுடைய இசை கருவியில் ரசித்து கொண்டு வந்தேன்..


முதுக தட்டி யாரோ கூப்பிட்ட மாதிரி இருந்தது….. “எவா அது”-னு ஒரு expression கொடுத்து திரும்பி பார்த்தா நம்ம Rams roommate...

எப்படி இருக்கீங்க-னு கேட்டவர் பெயர் நாபகத்துக்கு வரவில்லை… செரி என்ன பெரிய deal-nu அப்படியே கதை அடிச்சிடே நடந்தோம்.. அப்போதான் கவனிச்சேன் அவருக்கும் நம்ம பெயர் தெரியாத மேட்டர்.. செரி அரசியல்-னு வந்துட்டா அப்படிதானே..

செரி-னு ஒரு வழியா 10 நிமிடம் நடை பயணத்துக்கு கம்பெனி கொடுத்த rams roomie-கு ஒரு bye சொல்லிட்டு வந்தேன்.

இரவு நம்ம Namaste Flavor-ல ஹைதராபாத் பிரயாணி – ஒரு கை பாத்துட்டு வந்துட்டு இருக்கும் போது, Rams வியர்க்க வியர்க்க வந்தார்.,

Me: என்ன தலைவா, யார் கிட்டயாவது கவிதை சொன்னிங்களா, அடிக்க வராங்களா?

Rams: ஹி ஹி ஹி ஹி ... அதெல்லாம் ஒன்னும் இல்லை, உங்கள gym பக்கமே ஆள காணோமே? ரொம்ப பிசி-ஒ?

Me: நான் உங்கள இன்னைக்கு ஜிம்-ல பார்கவே இல்லையே.. ??

Rams: நீங்க ஜிம் வந்திங்களா இன்னைக்கு?? (அப்படின்னு ஒரு ஷாக் கொடுத்து கேட்டார்)

Me: ஆமா.. as usual I was in invisible mode

Rams: செரிதான், தெரியாம கேட்டுட்டேன், மொக்கைய ஆரம்பிக்காதிங்க .. தாங்க மாட்டேன். செரி நேத்து ராத்திரி ஒரு கவிதை எழுதினேன், அத கேளுங்க...

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அவ்ளோதான் கண்ண முழிச்சு பார்கிறேன்.. bed-la இருந்தேன்..

Me:என்ன ஆச்சு .. நான் எங்க இருக்கேன்

Rams: ம்ம்ம்ம், கும்பகோனாத்தில இருக்கீங்க.. 2 பிரியாணி-ய வெட்டும் போதே தெரிய வேண்டாமா.. இப்போ உங்கள தூக்கிட்டு வரதுக்கு பதிலா.. எங்க ஊரு நெல் மண்டி-ல மூட்டை தூக்கி இருந்தா கொஞ்சம் காசாவது மிச்சம் பிடிச்சி இருப்பேன். .

Me: :(

Rams: செரி வருத்தபடாதீங்க... இந்த situation-கு ஒரு கவிதை வச்சு இருக்கேன்..

Me:*&#*#$(*&#$*&$*&#(*&($&

P.S: This is my first try, hopefully will get better in coming posts.

btw, Rams is a good poet too.. here u can find his poems..

The most soothing blend....

As we are nearing our deadlines, the pressure mounts up… all the alien features (Programmer’s utterance) or so called bugs (!!) and their kids(actually their generations) in the project needed a clean up... Yesterday was one such day... started breaking some code (!!!) … starting sometime around 11 in the night... which made me go fanatic… thought would pack it off by 3-4 in the morning... dragged me... along with my room mate’s snoring which turned roaring towards the dawn :(
Finally it went till afternoon…finishing it was such a reprieve …. Then thought of giving a try for Michigan driving permit… which has been swinging whether allow or not provide driving license for non-immigrants and me along with that swing, with lack of documents to produce... Finally got it through…
Came back home, had a victory toast in a pleasant and perfect weather, called up a friend, who made my day by unexpectedly singing “Nila Kaikirathu”, I always wonder how other language people singing in Tamil pronounce the words so perfectly, which we, at the least I can’t achieve.
Perfect combo, after a tiring 30 hour day’s work along with a toast, pleasant weather and a classical song…..in a soothing voice..from a good friend!!
Nothing can beat this….!!!!

Cancerian.....

Usually, I am not bothered or have much belief about the zodiac signs.

Today one friend of mine, asked me to look at a link, and recommended with so much enthu, that it was so true.

I did read that for my friend and was surprised, out of curiousness looked at my zodiac sign.. and was literally shocked, it was as if someone has been beside me for a long time and observing and reading me.

Below is the link. Click for the surprise.

http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/

What US did to me!

It's going to be a year, since I came to US … and it’s been a wild ride !!!.
And I thought, Coming to US would make you a more 'happening' person... Hah! Here's a short post of some of the ways I've changed since I've come to amreeka.

1. I can actually converse in Telugu!
2. I have watched more no. of movies (though its online) in the past one year than in my entire lifetime.
3. I can cook! (Sambhar,Tomato Rice, Chicken, Pongal... you name it ;) Cooking became my loathing hobby, next only to working!!). My culinary expertise was limited to finishing my roomie’s cooking until last year.
4. I've learnt how to keep up a conversation on weather for atleast an hour (Americans dig this!)

Worst of all….

5. I have zero Non-Desi friends! ( sigggh! )

Automotive evolution -- Boon or Bane???

American cities (at least The Motor-Capital of the world - Detroit, Michigan) have virtually non-existent public transportation infrastructure. Came across an interesting article over the web.
The author says that GM, Ford and Chrysler (The Big 3 in the motor-city) made such rapid progress in automobile sales during the 1970s that public transportation went out of taste for the masses!

"Under the impetus of capitalism, several gigantic corporations came to dominate ground transport in the U.S. during the Twentieth Century. Through sustained efforts of a shared monopoly (or oligopoly) led by General Motors, the automobile-- together with a complex culture supporting it-- was foisted upon the American people, for the sake of private accumulation of capital. As a result, the country is mired in unnecessary car-caused environmental, energy, and social problems."

Now, as someone from a country where public transportation is the primary (and for many -the only) mode of transport, this sounds crazy to me. Back in India, I cannot ever recall facing the problem of some city not being accessible, just because there was no bus or train service to that place. Well, even the smallest and remotest of towns are neatly connected to bigger cities via reliable public transport. But here, many a times, I've felt handicapped, and can’t go to work after morning 8, just because of the lack of transport!
So, why should we not have a solid public transport system in all cities complementing the privately owned hummers!?

Stats: According to the Census bureau, there were 129mi passenger cars plying on American roads versus 696K buses !!!!

This part of my life is called........

This entry is especially dedicated to my two brief years after college (in Hyderabad and Chennai).

It’s going to be 3 years I left college, ever since life has rotating its course.

And the last year being here in US, Everyday has been a search in unconsciousness. I miss that home food, Hyderabad biriyani, monthly Chennai visits, I miss the chaos of Hyderabad Traffic, miss those endless night outs and I miss her! And left out only with a helpless tear every night, hoping that life flips through soon. But to get something you need to lose something.... but the price paid is too high, Fear and loneliness haunt me for losing all these golden days with my friends, while they are in the transition phase of bachelor to tying the nuptial knot.

Let me rewind the few moments of those years...

Me, more of a person who cherishes the moments and relish on them, after all memories are to be cherished at the least, as those won’t repeat in the future, even many of us wish it would !!!

Life has changed… not as comfortable as it used to be in our India, they are in different dimensions now After five years of my college, once out of my sweet home things have definitely changed. We, actually I came out of my class, and now a different part of the world.

Our lives have changed, my ways have changed, my routines have changed, our priorities have changed, our interests have changed and everything around us has almost changed compared to those years when we were together having fun, fighting and repenting for the same, those useless conversations/arguments we used to have…
I recall one such sleepless night in Arun’s house me, Ajeeth, Lokesh and Jeno on the other end… “namma ellarum nallavana kettavana”(!!!).

And with the my circle… my school gang… those laughing over anything and everything that is silly!! those kindals… vidiya vidiya aatam.. vidincha pirakum athey aatam..

But trust me, though at times we had fights/clashes/disagreements we really enjoyed being together, in every activities we did, either getting caught for all the roguish crap things we did or spending time in our Parvathipuram channel.

Oh! Am I getting sentimental or what... I don’t care… Thanks fellas for having a mark in my life. I will always look back at those days and miss those times together.

Might sound like a cliché but the one thing that really stays unchanged is the memories that we cherished together. Those have become good ol' days now. Time seems to compete with the speed of light.

To say a few things in my ~2 years of the life after college..., all the anna’s I got 2*Saravannan’s , Aravind, Maruthu, Vijay Neelakantan(unfortunately he is no more), Sivaram sekar… who all should be given award, for tolerating me !!!!

From the moment I stepped in Hyderabad, I was so comfortable, they were throughout with me, showing their caring nature, teaching me life, tolerance, responsibilities, corporate politics, I learned a lot from them, they being my seniors.

Those times, when I started washing my clothes (!!!), continuous movie evenings (2 movies @ a stretch in IMAX), this setting up the kitchen together, and me being there to finish off all of their cooking. Aravind anna’s perfection, Maruthu’s political speeches and chattering till morning 4 everyday, Birla mandir, chilkur trips, once in a while polambification with each other, my first trip from Hyderabad to Chennai… which was planned that day’s morning and I was able to catch the train and Saravannan anna who planned so early, he almost missed the train, and the 2005 Diwali when Chennai was flooded and no access either by road or air to Chennai, then me and Sivaram took the longest route in train from Hyderabad-Coimbatore-Dindigul -Madurai-Virudhunagar-Nagercoil and again Nagercoil-Chennai-Hyderabad, everything in 3 day weekend.. and didn’t stay in my house more than 20 hours !!!! but still it’s a diwali… when compared to those diwali’s where the fireworks will go on for couple of days and final year diwali celebrations @ kumaracoil for 3 days…!!! Those are the moments....

And 3-musketeers me, Vijay Neelakantan anna and Sivaram sekar.. Saturday nights at Cloud Nine ;). Catching up with all the happenings of the week. I was immersed in the love of brotherhood… was totally broken when Vijay anna left us…..

Apart from that, breeze in my life and which also turned out to be a wild storm in my life… when those numb moment of mine… as ME and SHE parted without any answer. We went past each other as if we didn’t have any chemistry.

I recollected those dates, those walking her back home, holding her hands to cross the road.She has always been my better half and without her I am feeling incomplete.

I remember the times when I lost my pride and ego first time in my life. Irrespective of how I handled her, she always gave me her constant best... yea it was unconditional love!!!

Now I stand here seeing her go past, starting a new life. We didn't even make an attempt to change things. Infact I was the one who selfishly sent her away. But I am equally helpless, not that I did not want her besides... circumstances and time make you do things you never wanted to...I miss HER!

Now that part of my life is called ‘LIFE’….

Inoru vetti time-pass

When talking about Photography, I had for all time admired the creativity and the way the photographers capture the places so animated and present us a feast for others, I remember my dad’s passion on photography, who has an old Nikon.
I got my first point and shoot Canon SD 800 camera which so far was a very good companion everywhere, either a dance floor, or a scenic drive or just another moment.
Ok, let me get my scene down… appadi enna padam pidichitenu ketkireengala..
Itho… here I present my clicks..

http://www.flickr.com/kesavane

My first entry to the Photography competition - Vatta Paathai

Few more thamizh pearls from ....Kanavugalin Kadhali...

இந்த முத்து சிதறல்களை என்னுடைய இணைய தளத்தில் வெளியிட அனுமதி அளித்த கனவுகளின் காதலிக்கு என் நன்றி.....

மழை துளிகள் மண்ணில் தங்குவதில்லை - அதற்காக
மழை பெய்யாமல் இருப்பதில்லை !

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காதலின் வெம்மையை விட - பிரிவின்
நிழல் சில நேரங்களில் மேலானது !

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நீ.. நான்.. காதல்..

தனியாக நடந்து கொண்டிருந்தேன் ...
ஒரு காலடிச் சத்தம் ...
திரும்பினால் ... நீ !
இருவரும் நடந்து கொண்டிருந்தோம்...
யாரோ நம்முடன் வருவது போல் உணர்தோம்..
அட - காதல் !
பின் மூவருமாக நடக்கத் துவங்கினோம்....!!!

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காதல் தீரும் பொழுது - கண்ணீரும்
தீர்ந்து போகும் !

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என் பேனா உனக்காக எழுத மறுக்கிறது...

ஒற்றை பார்வை சொல்லாத காதலையா ,
இத்தனை வார்த்தைகள் சொல்லிவிடக்கூடும் ...
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இயல்பாக நடக்கும் எல்லா விஷயங்களையும்
மனம் சமநிலையில் ஏற்றுகொள்வதில்லை.

உதாரணம் - நாம் விரும்பியதும் .. விலகியதும்.


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நாம் பார்த்ததும் -- விரும்பியதும்... விலகியதும் -- ஒரு புதிய காவியம்...
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எத்தனை அவசரம்
உன் கண்களுக்கு ....
உனக்கு முன்பாக ,
உன் காதலைச் சொல்வதற்கு !
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நான் சரியாக செய்த தவறு -
உன்னை விரும்பியது !

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Erosion of Culture ...

So early for this post?? never mind.. Came across this over the net.. Found it interesting...


Source: http://www.boloji.com/society/070.htm

"Avoid revealing clothes and avoid rape" says Shivsena...

Women covering from head to foot. Did such a thing exist in a India? Was sexuality in the Indian culture a closet thing and something to be ashamed of? If so, why do we see half naked sculptures of women in the temples? How can we explain Kamasutra and Khajhurao? Until recently, many village women either didn't cover their breasts at all or wore just a saree without blouse. In Kerala, women still wear just a tight blouse, without a saree draped around their breasts. It certainly didn't create discomfort among their family and encourage ill-treatment or rape. African tribal women still remain topless. If you see illustrations of old Puranic stories, you see the women with a piece of cloth across their chest and long flowing skirt, surrounded by their friends and family. We don't see them depicted with full length sarees. Yet, we don't feel uncomfortable about it. We visit our local temples which are filled with sculptures of women scantily dressed. Yet, we are ready to take our children to the temple. Our dress was indeed more suited to the climate we live in.

Then, why do we feel uncomfortable when a woman of our family dresses that way. Why do some men, today, feel strange need to molest when they see a scantily dressed woman on street? A man in his similar position few millenniums ago certainly didn't feel the same. His mother, sister and aunt all wore the same kind of minimalist garb. As a result, when he got attracted to a woman it would not merely be a physical thing. For him, the religion glorified sexual relationship to be divine.

If such a freedom existed in our culture, where did we lose it? What influenced us to start hiding our bodies under long thick materials, despite the soaring temperature, while men could still get away with minimalist garbs? I would most certainly say that it is due to our long history of foreign rule, which inevitably brought with it an alien culture and ideas.

From the beginning of the last millennium, the ruthless invaders persecuted the then prosperous Indian society, which prided itself of international trade. The monotheist religions followed by them viewed sex as a sin and punishment. It dictated that women and men ought to covered fully to preserve decency and decorum. The Indian culture was viewed as tribal and its way of life barbaric. So, the strict Islamic and Victorian principles were imprinted onto the Indian culture. Why the Indian people chose to change their value system and dress code is open to debate. Probably, they bought into those alien concepts and as a result felt ashamed of their dressing style. It is interesting to note that it is only the women who embraced this change. The Indian men are very comfortable to remain bareback, should they feel like it. In the west, it is disgraceful and insulting for a man to appear bare-chested in public except in beaches and swimming pools. But most of the western world have come out the shackles of Victorian principles, while in India we are struggling for our original identity. On the contrary, most pure Islamists still follow the Sharia law which says that a woman should marry the person of her parent's choice. Failing to do so is haram in that culture. This article is not to say that one culture is superior from the other. What I want to highlight is that Indian culture never tried to curtail women's freedom.

Indian culture accepted everything from love marriage to live-in relationships. We can find lots of examples of this in our Puranas. Female power that existed is highlighted by the practice of swayamvara, in which a woman could choose from an array of men lined up in front of her. It was realized that the union of mind and body is akin to divinity. Both generate a deep sense of love and trance, delineating one from one's ego and selfishness. Trying to garb this basic instinct of human being with shame and guilt, will only lead to perversion and crime.

Ninaivugalin mulumaiyana parimaanam...

Well... lately have fallen in love with thamizh kavithaigal…(tamil poems)..

And a particular reason for that is, I stumbled on the following lines from a college mate of mine...Kanavugalin Kaadhali...

This love of mine is been now fed and getting nourished by poems of her…
This face of me is called as “Rasigan” – a literature buff .

Avaludaiya padaipugalil sila muthukal itho …


உனக்காக எழுதப்படும் கவிதைகளில்
உண்மை இருக்கிறதா - தெரியாது !
ஆனால் ...
காதல் இருக்கிறது ;)
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உனக்கான என் காதல் கவிதைகளில் ,
எனக்கு மிகவும் பிடித்தது..

நம் குழந்தை ;)
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என் கண்ணீர் + என் கவிதை = நீ !!!

நீ தப்பிச் செல்ல கூடாதென்று ,
மனத்தினில் மறைத்து வைத்தேன் ...
என்ன பிரயோஜனம் ...
பலநேரங்களில் ...கண்ணீராய் மாறி
விழிகளின் வழியாக வெளியேறி விடுகிறாய்...
சில நேரங்களில் ... கவிதையாய் ..!
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காதல் = சுவாசம் ???!!!

உன்னை நான் சந்திக்காமல் இருந்திருந்தால்...
சுவாசிக்காமல் உயிர் வாழும் வித்(ந்)தை மட்டும் அறிந்திருப்பேன் !

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வட்டப்பாதை
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விலகலாம் என்றெண்ணி
எதிரெதிர் திசையில் பயணிக்க துவங்கினோம்....
அப்பொழுது நாம் அறிந்திருக்கவில்லை,
நாம் பயணிக்க போவது வட்டப்பாதையில் என்று..

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நெஞ்சில் மிச்சம் ...
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கோப்பையில் மிஞ்சிய சில துளி தேனீர்...
சீப்பை ஜீவனாக்கிக் கொண்ட மயிர் கற்றைகள்...
ஜன்னல் கம்பியில் விளையாடும் துருப்பிடித்த மழை துளிகள்...
இவ்வாறு மிஞ்சிய விஷயங்களை பார்க்கும்போதெல்லாம்,
நெஞ்சில் எஞ்சிய உன் நினைவுகள்!

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டிக்...டிக்...டிக்...
உனக்கான நிமிடங்களையும்...
எனக்கான நிமிடங்களையும்....
நமக்கானதாக மாற்றுகிறது -
- காதல் கடிகாரம் ;)

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வெட்கத்தைக் கேட்டால் நீ என்ன தருவாய்......?
காதலை !!!!!!!

========>Kanuvugalin Kaadhali<==========

A quick status report

Now a quick update about me... For the last 8 months I am working in Detroit, The Motor Capital of the world … and also this title
These last 8 months was a quick roller coaster ....am through to this new world and rite now this phase of my life is called “what the F***".....

Back home I wish something like this can be done. People don’t realize how bad these bags can be.
There is a saying I believe in. If you aint not getting screwed up, you aint pushing the boundaries far enough. To grow you need to pull out of that comfort zone. If you stay within your house boundaries, you'll never know if your neighbor has a beautiful daughter (ok, I read that one up somewhere!).

Back with a bang...

What’s up world?

I almost forgot I used to blog ... (thanks N, can’t believe you want to interpret my blog!!)

Well, hi every one....

Its been a era... I toggled from Blogspot to Livejournal.. and now flipped to blogspot... this interface felt good and read my aged posts... felt nostalgic...

so me here again... by the way... have few posts in my LJ blog.. Check them out...

will be posting more... and in here...

Chk my old posts...

http://ekesavan.livejournal.com/

It's India's Day

India has won a nail biting match against the rivals Lankan Lions @ their cave.
The match was evenly balanced and all the players showed their nerves.. it's really a tough competition.
so lots and lots of crackers r expected this coming sunday...
Bye bye to Pakistan, let us hope India bring back the Asia cup, after 9 years..


mm, some quote i was impressed,
       Always remember others may hate you but those who hate you don't win unless you hate them.  And then you destroy yourself.

Its Party time...

        Its Ponnesh's party. Me, Ashok, Austin, Karthik, Anoop, Ajay, Melvin and Ponnesh, all had a great time out.  The climate is superbb, slightly drizzling.    

        As our class timings was now upto 4.40(before it was 4),  we have got some more time to spend inside the classroom, in the final sem.  

      India has lost the match against Srilanka, but as usual, Indian team will start slowly, I am sure it will gain it wining streak again....                 

 Today quote I came across this quote and thought of sharing it, 

    "It is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the doing. It is not how much we give, but how much love we put in the giving."      -- Mother Teresa

My First Blog

Hii all,
I am Kesavan, a final yr(M.Sc) software engg student, Noorul Islam College of Engineering, Kumaracoil, Kanyakumari Dist. 
Kanyakumari dist is always heaven, the climate here cannot be compared to any other place in Tamilnadu. anytime of ur life, everyone must make a visit here....
Hope I can give away interesting blogs in coming days, plz comment...