<?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-34995309</id><updated>2012-02-15T04:59:05.277+05:30</updated><category term='Musings'/><category term='Vasantha kalam...'/><category term='Headache'/><title type='text'>A Scooter Ride !!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>My life Journey.... on a Scooter!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-906285039288325321</id><published>2008-05-03T00:05:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:25:05.314+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tagged... twice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Ajoy and Faiza I've been tagged twice :) It has been a long time since I've posted here. Ofcourse I have an excuse.. koncham athigam work.. nevertheless it is more because of laziness rather than anythingelse. I've seen 'tags' before but until I was tagged I never got to know what it was. Now that I am tagged let me give the eight unknown facts about me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Childhood dream- As I was a Car &lt;i&gt;Paithiyam&lt;/i&gt; even in my school days, my  dream was to be with cars all the time- and after lot of 'analysis' I decided that only one profession will make that dream come true-ie. to become a Driver :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Driving- Entha nerathula driver agaunmnu asai pateno it has been years since I actually drove a car :(&lt;br /&gt;3. Padam- Do u know the number of times I have been to a Cinema Theatre - less than 15 times in the whole of my life.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bus Travel- My favorite place to travel in a Bus- Foot board :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Cricket- This might be odd for someone from India - Enaku ozhunga cricket vilayada theriyaadu!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Rehersal- Unintentionally or sometimes even intentionally I reherse before something important - that is I imagine doing   something before actually doing it. Many times it so happens I see some questions even before the exams. (&lt;i&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/i&gt; a&lt;i&gt;ntha question mattum exam-la varathu&lt;/i&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Superman!!!  - Durind school days, once I dreamt of jumping from my home in first floor to the  ground and for long I was of the belief that it was true. Infact  I actually attempted to jump a few times but  just before each attempt the sight of the ground would scare me  and I would postpone the jump to another day.. luckily that day never came.&lt;br /&gt;8. PETER- Even though I studied in DAV &lt;i&gt;enaku peter vida theriadu.. arambathula tamil therinchavan kita tamizh-la thaan pesanumnu ninachu arambichen&lt;/i&gt;..  The first time I actually spoke in English (apart from small sentences with teachers where I didn't have any other go) was after my Engineering - when I was in Chennai my roommates were from different places and I was forced to speak in English. &lt;i&gt;Ipp&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;a kooda tamil therunchu evenavathu karanam illama PETER viduratha paatha... ulla pathitu varum&lt;/i&gt;. Unfortunately Hitech company &lt;i&gt;kulla poi antha velayathaan  naanum panna vendi iruku&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... now it is my turn to Tag ppl-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imayavann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Haddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kurinjee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jayamurugan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kvravisekhar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ravi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nanumthamilan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ramanathan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanpri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34995309-906285039288325321?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/906285039288325321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=906285039288325321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/906285039288325321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/906285039288325321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-2920842335026678390</id><published>2008-01-06T22:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:11:20.464+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uncle-ku Hi Sollu!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This was one shock statement that I heard from a person to his child. For a long time I've been used to "Anna" and after some gap (somehow I didn't get into an intro situation with a kid for long) suddenly I've become "Uncle"!! &lt;em&gt;Yenaku yevalavu vayasu agiduchunu appo thaan Yaaro mandaila adichu sonna maathiri irunthathu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intha Cinema maathiri oru 20 - 30 years ku Hero vendam... Uncle agavaathu iruka mudiyuma?? Yennaiku yaar enna Perusu-nu solla porangalo theriyala Bayama iruku :S !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34995309-2920842335026678390?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/2920842335026678390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=2920842335026678390' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2920842335026678390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2920842335026678390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2008/01/uncle-ku-hi-sollu-this-was-one-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-4979558736053408607</id><published>2007-12-30T21:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:09:42.945+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headache'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be or not be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not very good at literature but this particular phrase pretty much sums up my state with respect to my work. It has been a long time since I posted anything here and not without a reason..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yaar kannu pattucho&lt;/span&gt; I had enough work to keep me busy all these days and add to that this 90Kms daily travel to and from office would make sure I don't have any time left for myself. When I had something to do I felt the lack of work was keeping me restless but after been busy for sometime I just don't understand what's wrong.. My satisfaction is pretty low about what I am doing. It's hard to express what's going on in my mind.. I've heard people getting burnt out at a later part of their career but this is not that either.. some big change is needed for sure.. the trouble is I just don't know what the change is..&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/34995309-4979558736053408607?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/4979558736053408607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=4979558736053408607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4979558736053408607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4979558736053408607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-be-or-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-3907677471135785883</id><published>2007-09-04T13:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:14:22.919+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Standard Motors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Every Morning when I travel to my office there are only two landmarks I anxiously look for – one is the huge Ford hoarding and slight glimpses of Fiestas in hundreds parked near Ford factory. The other is a sad sight of once an impressive carmaker The Standard Motors dying.&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I knew standard motors as the only carmaker in TN and was dreaming of seeing it inside someday. That was partially fulfilled when I saw the factory in ‘Aboorva Sagodarargal’ song.&lt;br /&gt;The past six months would probably be one of the most painful sights to see for a car enthu like me. It was during this time I’ve been noticing the erstwhile standard motors factory being stripped brick by brick giving way to a glossy IT park. There isn’t much left now and it is just a matter of time before even those skeletal remains get destroyed. Every time I see those remains it reminds me of how I failed to enter my dream field and came to IT. And the parallels don’t end there. It was in my 3rd/4th standard my interest about cars grew when I got hold of a full fledged Auto magazine and started reading even though I couldn’t understand anything in it. It was a Foreign Auta Mag .. (Australian if I am right!).. I don’t think there was any Indian Auto Magazine circulating at that time. I went through that magazine so many times that I still remember the car models covered in that edition.. that book was a treasure for me. After looking at those beautiful cars I could find only one model on road closest to what I saw in that book – the Rover derived Standard 2000, and thus it became my first dream car. It was around that time Standard Motors got into trouble failing to make much headway with the Standard 2000. Little did I realize then that, just as my first dream car died.. my dreams would die as well.&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/34995309-3907677471135785883?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/3907677471135785883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=3907677471135785883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/3907677471135785883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/3907677471135785883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/09/standard-motors-every-morning-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-6539910912196452301</id><published>2007-07-03T12:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:24:03.014+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nokia N70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying something out of first salary is always special. But it took me 7 months after joining to spend on something (apart from my day to day expenses). Hyderabad-la iruntha varai nammala Mumbai anupurennu company-la solrathu oru weekly ritual. So I wanted to have something that would be a good time pass there and what better time pass is there than listening to music! So I zeroed in on Nokia N70 Music Edition. N70 romba nalla model thaan – it does everything it is supposed to do and lives upto all the expectations.. as far as the functionality goes I am pleased… so gr8 buy illaya??   Hmmm not exactly.. buying a mobile phone for 15.4k is one thing but keeping it safe wherever u travel is another. Yenga ponalum periodically I would check if it is with me or yevanaathu sutotanaanu. Phone kizha vizhuntha I’ll have my heart in my mouth. Even if I slip somewhere I’ll first worry about the phone falling down. Similarly every small scratch would be painful as if I was hurt!! If it rains the first worry? Phone would get wet!! Inga naane ninayuren !&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days when I had a max of 60 Rupees in my pocket and happily traveled even on footboard worrying about nothing. At that time I would bring that 60 Rs back home safely as the only thing I had to buy was bus ticket. Mazhai, veiyil… yentha kavalayum illa. Now I have a decent savings account and with it comes a debit card and a ‘lifetime free’ credit card. Ithungala vera paathukaakanum athuvum Chennai maathiri crowded city-la. As you acquire more assets they start controlling you and steal ur happiness but inspite of knowing that u r not prepared to leave them either- catch 22?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first major buy has taught me an important lesson. Not to spend heavily on something unless necessary. But I have a bad habit of repeating mistakes. It would be a real big test for me when I go shopping for a car in the future. The car enthusiast in me has to be tamed – a huge task!&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/34995309-6539910912196452301?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/6539910912196452301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=6539910912196452301' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/6539910912196452301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/6539910912196452301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/07/nokia-n70-buying-something-out-of-first.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-1217017609485943531</id><published>2007-06-19T11:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T09:14:44.325+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ &lt;strong&gt;India Shining ”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A forward mail about India’s progress which I received from more than one person reads..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever may be the feelings of common man and middle class in India and also leftists and socialists ,what with rising price of essential food items, power shortages, crowded roads, high cost of housing ,water shortages etc… Business leaders all over the world are mulling over their 'India Strategy'..”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Then the forward jumps to some amazing stats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;9.3% growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;3rd Largest economy by 2050&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Youngest productive populationReal estate to be $50bn by 2o10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And all these stats/projections are from some the biggest names in the globe - Gold man sachs, PWC, Merryl Lynch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The forward goes on to say that India is fast becoming a &lt;em&gt;powerhouse in the world economy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So… “&lt;em&gt;Should we not cheer up and forget our day to day problems &lt;/em&gt;?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You are right Mr Anonymous whoever you are!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You forgot one thing though… what is the use of all these giant projections if the common man on the streets does not get anything out of it? You may be a high flying executive going places and you may proudly say that ur country is doing gr8 but so what? If the common man cannot be given his basic necessities why would he be happy? &lt;em&gt;Neenga nilluna nikkanum.. utkaaru na urkaaranuma? Silar luxury car-la ula vantha athuku mathavan santhoshapadanuma? Namaku kidachathu palaruku illa nu puriyaada?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The beauty of statistics is that u can play with them as u like. Whatever may be the objective, numbers can be used to prove whatever you want by carefully selecting them. You have done a good job by projecting your feel good factor. Now let me try to do the same to prove my point-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So how is the economy growing? Scorching pace – 9.3% WOW!! Post liberalization things have changed dramatically after all!! Till now service sector and more precisely IT has played it’s part. How do you expect the economy for a country like India to depend only on Services to grow? Yes Manufacturing has grown and your manufacturing prowess is beginning to show but don’t u see that these high numbers have been coming only periodically from the manufacturing sector? Please look into the split of your merchandise exports – Why is commodities (ores and minerals) and oil (refined from crude imports) increasing so fast if it was your manufacturing that has delivered on the export front? Is this not because of mere increase in global demand for raw materials from us rather than a structural shift? Your IT growth is still based on cost arbitrage brought about by certain endowments in your favor and you need to do a lot of to sustain it and it is practically impossible for IT alone to help growth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You were talking about “young population” weren’t you? Please go back and see ur employment data more carefully. Rate of unemployment of the same young population is disproportionately high and you haven’t utilized them. Why is self-employment increasing so rapidly (don’t tell me it is because of sudden spurt in entrepreneurship). The rate of growth of employment post liberalization has reduced especially in the rural areas and agriculture isn’t keeping pace. Annual Survey of Industries (ASI) data shows a decrease in the already low organized manufacturing labour in absolute size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Why is agricultural output not growing inspite of the fact that a major part of our population is dependent on it? If you tell me that the dependent population on Agri is reducing that is because of your neglect which has made it unattractive for those people to continue. Why would anyone come to the city to live in slums anyway? And do u think u can take such huge number of people out of agri even in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You would argue that poverty has been reduced. Why don’t you look into the poverty details – officially you take 1973-74 as base and include price index which leads to… a whopping Rs 328 per month for a person to meet his daily expenses on goods and services!! Imagine urself getting that amount and then try to be happy about India Shining!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And for God’s sake don’t link patriotism with “India Shining” myth.. this happened when I had a heated argument about this sometime back. A person may disagree with the claims made but still be patriotic. And let’s face it how do you expect a person who does not get his food to even think of all this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am not an economist. Nor am I great at this kind of analysis. I have merely reproduced some stats from well known economists I’ve read over time. I would have been happy had I remembered rest of the numbers I’ve seen as well… try googling and please look beyond popular media.&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/34995309-1217017609485943531?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/1217017609485943531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=1217017609485943531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/1217017609485943531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/1217017609485943531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/06/india-shining-forward-mail-about-indias.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-8322863282398708482</id><published>2007-06-10T00:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:38:18.405+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vasantha kalam...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Idiots travel on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;footboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;And I was one of them some time back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chidambara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vilas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; Krishna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thangam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Velankanni&lt;/span&gt; PP&lt;/em&gt;... all these names will be familiar to anyone commuting in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Trichy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thanjavur&lt;/span&gt; route. For a few like me these are parts of a wonderful past that would never come back. Studying in one of those self-financing engineering colleges u cannot expect all the staff to be knowledgeable ….&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Niraya&lt;/span&gt; per book-la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;irukuratha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vanthu&lt;/span&gt; re-telecast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pannuvanga&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;atha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;naanga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;directa&lt;/span&gt; book-la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;irunthe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;padika&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;matoma&lt;/span&gt;? So u need an external motivation to attend college and I had one very strong motivation - the half an hour travel from training center to college on foot board (mind u I am not kidding!! I had one of the highest attendances in my dept every semester :D ). I was not alone, lot many college goers would enjoy that travel. Among them was my set of friends. Couple of my friends (read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kiku&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pavikutti&lt;/span&gt;) would have already boarded in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Trichy&lt;/span&gt; and will be sitting in the last row waiting for us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Velankanni&lt;/span&gt; PP was our favorite bus in the morning as it would be reasonably crowded compared to other buses and we can comfortably travel in it (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;athavathu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;vasadia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;footboard&lt;/span&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;nikkalaam&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;mathathula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;thothanum&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;romba&lt;/span&gt; strain u see!!). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Antha&lt;/span&gt; bus conductor-um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;namma&lt;/span&gt; friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thaan&lt;/span&gt; so no issues at all. Foot-board la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;kaathu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;vangitu&lt;/span&gt; friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;oda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;kathai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;pesite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;pona&lt;/span&gt;… the day will have a gr8 start.&lt;br /&gt;For someone who has always traveled to school two streets away the 30 KM travel to college looked very difficult in first year. As ever I started with a ‘safety clause’ from my parents in the early days – College bus la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;mattum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;poganumnu&lt;/span&gt;. Traveling in college bus can sometimes be the worst experience with all the faculties traveling with us.. free-a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;irukaathu&lt;/span&gt;. And our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Thatha&lt;/span&gt; driver will be using the Brake pedal more than the accelerator to make sure that it takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; twice the time to reach the destination. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Aiya&lt;/span&gt; was traveling by this bus for sometime but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;athuku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;mela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;thaangala&lt;/span&gt;. So I shifted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;mofussil&lt;/span&gt; buses. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Arambathula&lt;/span&gt; I took bus pass and traveled in select buses that allow passes but later I realized that the trouble of traveling in them is not worth the money and thus I shifted to other buses. Initially I’ll travel on foot-board only if there was no other go but found it to be so enjoyable that I started to travel on it regularly. Add to that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;KKPs&lt;/span&gt; comedy on board. We’ll have elaborate discussions about everything there.. as if we had no other place.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back it all looks a little stupid to take such risks but I cannot deny that I enjoyed every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;After completing BE it was 3 long years before I actually traveled on foot board (this time it was out of need :) )– that was once in Hyderabad – it evoked all those fond memories but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t as enjoyable as it used to be without my friends, without those discussions about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;KKPs&lt;/span&gt; adventures (or should I say misadventures! ), without those gossips, those last minute revision before exams.. the list would never end.. and all this in just a span of 30 minutes everyday.&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/34995309-8322863282398708482?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/8322863282398708482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=8322863282398708482' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/8322863282398708482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/8322863282398708482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/06/idiots-travel-on-footboard-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-3006017373962680334</id><published>2007-05-14T11:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-15T10:08:06.999+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Success of a political gathering&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Maanadu&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success of a mass political gathering is directly proportional to –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The amount of money spent for the gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number buses that bring ‘party cadres’ to the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number and size of the cut-outs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of hoardings and those strange titles for leaders (stranger the better!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number and size of the ads for the function&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Media attention for these events (lately this is not an issue as all major parties have their own channels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of tube lights glowing at night and the amount of power stolen for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of power cuts because of these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of traffic jams it causes, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he number of vehicles / people caught in them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of road blocks and de tours on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The level of hardships a common man faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of curses from the common man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of police deployed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The level of stress / headache experienced by the police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of dignitaries attending the function&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The size of the Garland / shawl for diginitaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The number of black cats, white cats and pussy cats deployed for these dignitaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The total number of productive man-hours wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Last but the most important - The level of distraction it creates from the pressing needs of the nation and from any crisis the party faces. This is one of the easiest of all we've seen.... afterall public's memory is shorter than &lt;em&gt;Ghajini&lt;/em&gt; - Sanjay Ramasamy's memory and every election is equivalent to a date in &lt;em&gt;50 First dates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any gathering that has a high score on most of the above criteria will be considered a ‘roaring success’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34995309-3006017373962680334?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/3006017373962680334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=3006017373962680334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/3006017373962680334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/3006017373962680334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/05/success-of-political-gathering-success.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-4927861154182043556</id><published>2007-04-12T17:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:01:23.412+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing up as the only child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the things would u associate with the only child to his parents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U get everything u ever wanted&lt;/strong&gt; - and u can be sure that u'll get the best of the best too... most of the times even before u ask for it. As u r rarely given an oppoturnity to ask, u are also regarded as a &lt;em&gt;nalla pulla&lt;/em&gt;... ithu yeppadi iruku?!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U r the King&lt;/strong&gt; - U have ur say in whatever matter in the house no matter how young u r. Once I made a overnight change of stand to buy a different washing machine after ordering for one brand because I saw the new one in my friend's house!!.. they agreed and somehow it turned to be a good decision as the new one proved to be better. &lt;em&gt;Paiyan sonna correct a thaan irukum&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U don't have to fight with anyone&lt;/strong&gt; - Ofcourse no competition u see... so by default u r regarded as a &lt;em&gt;saathu paiyan&lt;/em&gt; too ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U r the best&lt;/strong&gt; - U don't have to prove anything.. &lt;em&gt;poi solla kooda thevai illa&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list of luxuries goes on..&lt;br /&gt;Whatelse...well u need to train ur ears to a lot of NOs too ( yeah yeah u r given everything alright but there is a 'safety clause' attached to it as u r 'special')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; - Appa school-la tour porangalam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; - Pogattum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pogaraya nu ketutavathu NO sollalame&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; - Shuttle tournament Ranipet la nadakuthu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt; - So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...ungaluku news sonnen..&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Rockshox cycle in the area nammalathu thaan... gr8... and u r allowed to roam around a HUGE area .. our township.... athoda radius 1 km thaan irukum.. athuku velia NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; -Appa Scooter kathukuta ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; - innum 18 vayasu agala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neenga yeppo brake inspector aaninga?&lt;/em&gt; : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car.... &lt;em&gt;mooch&lt;/em&gt;!!!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have come to live with these NOs too.. afterall it is all in good intention .. except one NO they say to themselves..they care so much about me that they have stopped caring about themselves. Little do they realise that the only thing that would make me happy is to stop worrying about me and start taking care of themselves.&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/34995309-4927861154182043556?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/4927861154182043556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=4927861154182043556' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4927861154182043556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4927861154182043556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/04/growing-up-as-only-child-what-are.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-7298201121579532869</id><published>2007-03-15T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-15T15:57:39.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life on Bench&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: saar.. no work saar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: 'enable' urself for now ( athavathu vetti velai continue panna solraru)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 month passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;: saar romba 'kathukuten' ippo vela kodunga saar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: Technology A thaan kathukute... B therinchuko (rendume thevai illa enbathu vera vishayam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 months pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;: saar... still no work saar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: koncham wait pannunga.. proj vanthidum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 more months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;: saar romba bore adikuthu... nethu veerasamy kooda paathuten ...yethavathu work kodunga saar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: itho koduthuduren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 more months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: Now I'll appraise u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;: appraisala!! #$###&amp;&amp;amp;    :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: As u were not doing productive work .....u r given the lowest ranking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ur mind&lt;/strong&gt;: Ada paavi !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yenna Kodumai Saravanan Ithu?!!&lt;/em&gt;   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34995309-7298201121579532869?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/7298201121579532869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=7298201121579532869' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/7298201121579532869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/7298201121579532869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-on-bench-you-saar.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-8708138398533444827</id><published>2007-03-14T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:39:32.071+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number of Indian Billinaires - Is this really a matter of pride ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;After reading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/articleshow/1744332.cms"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I was not sure if this is really a matter of pride for us ( I am sure the popular press would make it out to be one ). At one end we have this 'elite' billionaire club and on the other hand we still have the poorest of the poor who couldn't feed themselves... capitalism at it's best!! This only goes to show these 'reforms' have only benefited the upper crest and if at all there was any trickling effect to the masses it hasn't happened at the desired pace.&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/34995309-8708138398533444827?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/8708138398533444827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=8708138398533444827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/8708138398533444827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/8708138398533444827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/03/number-of-indian-billinaires-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-2831897522719174477</id><published>2007-02-26T16:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:08:36.637+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How not to enter a B-School !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;School mudikum pothu... itho mudinthathunu ninachu yemanthu ponen.. marubadiyum college.. college end la appa ini padipuku oru kumbudunu ninachen..&lt;/em&gt; again I was wrong ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad really has good memory espeically when it comes to me. He remembered my 'Asai' ( !!! ) to do an MBA that he promptly sent the application for BIM and I wrote the exam just for his sake than for anythingelse.. romba mattama mark vanthida koodathunu slight preparation panninen. I forgot all about the exam after writing it. There was only one month for the training to get over and to be full time employees... bang came a call letter out of the blue for interview. Sari naama thaan interview sothapal king ache... enna perusa aga poguthu?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Normal interview sothapals thaan... but this interview was different... I almost had a job in hand and this was only a formality for the sake of my Dad and Mom. So I went in without any expectations. All through the interview I never had the end result in mind because I didn't really care. It ended as a very funny interview for me. The GD before the interview was slight sothapal but kind of OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was back in chennai for the final stint and the training came to an end and the job was offered and we had few days to join. Coming back to Trichy I informed my parents about my illness and I was promptly operated. BIM results were out when aiya was on hospital bed recovering. By this time my parents were very worried about sending me to chennai and were praying that I'll get through BIM so that I'll stay nearby. On the other hand I was not sure whether that funny interview would be enough to enter a well known b-school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though I was told that b-school standards are coming down I never realised it until I saw my name in the BIM list :P . Now this result has put everything into confusion... whether to go back to the company where I'll be reporting to those two buggers and wait until some customer really chooses us and risk my career in that place or go do an MBA. The choices in front of me was really hard caz all my struggle would go to waste if I decide to do MBA but on the other hand the writing was on the wall... the dept was heading no where.. at the end I had to take the hard decision of doing my MBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B-school ulla pona kanna kati katla vita maathiri irunthathu... more on that later.&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/34995309-2831897522719174477?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/2831897522719174477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=2831897522719174477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2831897522719174477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2831897522719174477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/02/naana.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-132874038629770801</id><published>2007-02-26T16:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:43:01.818+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ulagam Urundai - Friedman was wrong :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to the same locality in chennai where I was staying after three long years. My friend KKP is kind enough to accomodate me in his house. Lot of things have changed since I left the place three years ago but every place I see reminds me of those magical nine months with my friends here... Ulagam unmayilaye Urundai thaan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Now that I've told about this place I'll tell you how I came here almost 4 years back.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engg final year.. vanthathu just naalu company for campus interview ( number thappa iruntha naan porupu illa!)... antha naalu company layum kotai vitachu.. antha nerathula u need to have some motivation to continue illaya... besides I was desparate to come out of electronics.. there was only one way to come out.. do an MBA... eureka!... and that is how I informed my dad that I'll do an MBA but I didn't proceed solidly on that front beyond a point... it had it's impact after a long time though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engg um mudinthathu.. enna seiya... velai thedalama? At that time I had an eye for embedded systems caz that was one field that would take me closer to my dream field Automobiles!!.. so I decided to do a course in embedded systems and that is how I came to chennai to this place for my training. The company promised me a job once I am successful in the course. So now aiya was a trainee in a CMM level 5 company (koncham peethikalam ... thapilla :P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things weren't easy after coming to chennai. After coming here my health detoriarated. I came to know that I'll have to be operated but didn't really want to tell anyone about it. If my parents come to know they'll discontinue my stint at the company for sure and take me back home... the worst thing possible caz I wouldn't get my dream job and my future will also become a question mark. So I took the boldest decision of my life (looking back it also looks to be the silliest!! ) - to postpone the operation and keep the whole thing to myself until I get my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were already difficult... but as if that was not enough we had a bugger above us in the training. One thing came to light after interacting couple of times with him - this guy is definitely a fake and all his 'experience' were only on paper. Add to that there was another bugger who completely lacked practical knowledge of anything in the field and if at all this guy was really working somewhere before it would have been as a teacher (ofcourse thappa teach pannitu thaan). All the trainees in the dept were locked in the company politics between these people and there was hardly much happening and whatever we did were out of over own interest without any input from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disillusioned other guys started applying outside but I was stuck in a dilemma.. applying outside at this stage would only jeopardise my chances of working in anything related to automobiles as the jobs on offer for someone like us was predominantly in application software. Many left before the training was over.. I somehow held on hoping goodtimes will be back... goodtimes were back but there were lots of twists to it.&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/34995309-132874038629770801?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/132874038629770801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=132874038629770801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/132874038629770801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/132874038629770801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/02/ulagam-urundai-friedman-was-wrong-p-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-4939970626929068997</id><published>2007-02-26T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:37:26.416+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Missing Hyderabad... this time for real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My scooter time and again proves that it is out of control.. if my previous post from Hyderabad was unexpected this post is a complete surprise for me... yes I am posting this from chennai :D . I never thought I'll move to chennai so early nor did I imagine that the whole process would take less than a week. Somehow things fell into place so fast and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;While it is natural that you'll tend to have positive things to say about a place only after you leave ... there are many things in hyderabad I really miss. In the past 8 months I've come to know more places in Hyderbad than I know in chennai. May be I will go back to Hyderabad someday ( hope it is not for a stint like the one I had just now :) ).... but looking at the pace of change hyderabad will also become just another overcrowded jungle like other metros by then.&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/34995309-4939970626929068997?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/4939970626929068997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=4939970626929068997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4939970626929068997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/4939970626929068997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing-hyderabad.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-2064175920328593910</id><published>2007-02-07T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:03:09.792+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still bidding Adieu to Nizam's City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never even dreamt that this post would be from Hyderabad. I've heard about uncertainties in hitech companies but the kind of confusion about my location is ridiculous.. my travel has been rescheduled n number of times in the past 5 months. While I say this thoughts of me leaving the city this weekend also lingers ... yeah there is also a plan to send me to Mumbai by this weekend. I had some work until now (no no definitely not busy :D ) and even that is not there for me this week. I never thought being idle would be so difficult for a person... yeah it's really hard to just whine away ur time doing nothing!! Certain other things stopped me from posting for the past 3 months - 'Don't waste ur time with this' nu niraya advice..... atha comment a potu iruntha kooda yen blog a yaravathu paduchu irukanganu santhoshapatu irukalam ;) Anyway.. I have sometime today to post this and I hope to post more frequently as long as my status 'unknown' continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34995309-2064175920328593910?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/2064175920328593910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=2064175920328593910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2064175920328593910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/2064175920328593910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-bidding-adieu-to-nizams-city-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-116230019093927075</id><published>2006-10-31T18:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:19:14.435+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bidding Adieu to the Nizam's City &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the time is nearing for me to leave Hyderabad though the exact date is not known. The time I’ve spent here isn’t much but there are so many things I’ll miss when I leave this place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Spending time with Ravishekhar (but hope to meet him when I go to Chennai and he comes there for a stint).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Meeting Mr Uss Murugan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chittu’s antics… I am still confused (guess he is also not sure ) whether he is Karthikeyan M or Karthikeyan Mahendrababu or M Karthikeyan or…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hearing Mr Uss’s thoughts about Hyderabad and his musings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bala’s gr8 adventures with his team… we regularly discuss them at night… atha ketkama yengaluku thookam varaathu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bala’s cooking – Thanks to bala I had home made food here as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chittu the beverage specialist – bala regular food la king na Chittu specializes in all the beverages and gave us a variety of beverages (no I am not talking about the hot ones… we haven’t grown upto that level in our room!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bala-vin stock market anubavangal….. every week we can hear bala saying… “oh that useless portfolio mger..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Bala’s other portfolio mgt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Varada’s arguments and ‘thathuvams’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Late night discussions on Chittu's doubts with Varada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Varada's new point of view on different things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Varada looking into the monitor as if he is the one steering the whole company even when he has no work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chittu trying to wake-up Varada in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shankar’s (our colleague) logical arguments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Vinoth’s madras tamil… avan annan Sagar mathiriye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Vinoth chitta otrathu (infact all of us do that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Our regular get-together at food court for lunch and all IMPORTANT discussions in food court as if we only meet there :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Meeting my old friend ‘Baby’ Ashwin here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Weekend oor suthal... may be less by other's standards but more by mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh yeah I almost forgot… those super fast rides with our very own Racer Varadarajan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;All the interesting happenings at hyd itself demands more than one post and I hope to put a separate one later.&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/34995309-116230019093927075?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/116230019093927075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=116230019093927075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/116230019093927075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/116230019093927075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2006/10/bidding-adieu-to-nizams-city-i-guess_31.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-115996851447504131</id><published>2006-10-04T18:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:04:32.240+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh no I am an Electronics Engr!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Engineering counseling is a big turning point for everyone but it was a complete U-turn for me and my buddy Ohmprakash. During higher secondary there were two things that bothered both of us very much.. Chemistry and electronics section in Physics. We couldn't get the head or tail of it. We finally decided that we will NOT take anything related to chemistry or electronics in UG. I also dreamt of entering automobiles in UG but somehow I never conveyed it to anyone.. infact I never dared to. I went for counselling and I saw what I wanted on the display... openings in automobiles and mechanical engg. in good Govt colleges. At that time I left the whole thing to my Dad and how will he know that I actually wanted somethingelse.. he chose one of the 'hottest' fields for me Electronics &amp;amp; Communications... aiyayo!!!. It took sometime even to realize that I would never be a automobile engr. When I make a mistake will Ohm do it right? Afterall we are known to do exactly similar things in many aspects... Ohm who dreamt about astronomy also chose transistors and resistors over stars and galaxies. But Ohm did go back to chase his dreams in PG though he isn't working in the field anymore. My own attempt to go back to automobiles almost materialized but my 'scooter' had other ideas.&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/34995309-115996851447504131?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/115996851447504131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=115996851447504131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/115996851447504131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/115996851447504131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-no-i-am-electronics-engr.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34995309.post-115935964174050572</id><published>2006-09-27T17:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:05:17.511+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My first Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My first attempt at documenting anything about myself. Well there are no guarantees that I'll continue this in the future or even tomorrow for two reasons...one - I am only good at starting things but not continuing, two - I am very bad at multi tasking (something "MBA's" like me are supposed to be good at!) and I prefer one work at a time...even if it's simple!! . Currently I don't have much work which has prompted me to try blogging (hope my boss doesn't read this!! ) . Intended audience... well my friends ofcourse! ... but anyone is invited! Honestly I don't know how many of my friends will be interested in this.... in any case I take this as an opportunity to look back at whatever that has happened to me over the years and to reflect on them. The intention here is to take an objective view of all the happenings. Memories are short and hence inadvertantly I might be focusing on the recent happenings more than the old one. And ofcourse as I finish covering the major past happenings I'll come to my day to day happenings at present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Scooter’ explained… for all my non-BIM friends!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well what's with this name scooter? My nick name at BIM for riding one grand old yet sturdy Bajaj Chetak(Thanks to Athiraman). Actually this is the first time I've declared the name to anyone myself! Now I must also share all the nicknames I've had till nowKathrika in school, UK in Engineering, scooter, chik and Rowdy at BIM (there were few others too but these were the most prominant). As u would have noticed there aren't many and not without a reason... I don't like people calling me with nicks (though I make the mistake many times by calling others with their nicks) and my friends have also reluctantly stopped using them. But BIM was a lot different. I couldn't stop people from calling me scooter. I even tried promoting Rowdy over scooter as the later atleast sounded better to me but everything was in vain. So here I am... scooter!!!And what's with this "scooter-ride" thing? If u've driven a scooter that is just a few years younger to u or for that matter older than you and you've tried riding it at neck breaking speeds (come on don't think beyond 70 ... old scooters won't cross that) u'll notice one thing... u r completely out of control... this beast with a 150cc engine in it's belly won't easily stop turn or do whatever u want! And that is precisely how my life has been... something out of control.. not that it went out of control on it's own but just as the driver who allows his scooter to go past 70 I let my life to take a path of it's own and somehow it has taken the right path on it's own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34995309-115935964174050572?l=scooter-ride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/feeds/115935964174050572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34995309&amp;postID=115935964174050572' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/115935964174050572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34995309/posts/default/115935964174050572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scooter-ride.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-first-post-my-first-attempt-at.html' title=''/><author><name>SK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17125288657573285363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
