<?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-234038781611732237</id><updated>2011-08-15T09:50:03.733-07:00</updated><category term='NewsReader'/><category term='Travelogue'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Passing Clouds'/><category term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>BLACK N WHITE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4249844949555790247</id><published>2010-11-18T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T04:32:28.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Somethings  come to an END!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for abandoning you for the past one year and I have not been doing good in this period. Wish there was a way out, Wish I could see this world with a different eye. Just want to start it all over again. Just want to dump all my past for a fresh beginning. Bidding Adieu to my past for a fresh new start! Astala vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being with me for the past 4 years! Miss you babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4249844949555790247?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4249844949555790247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4249844949555790247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4249844949555790247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4249844949555790247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/11/somethings-come-to-end.html' title='Somethings  come to an END!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-89891370242342760</id><published>2010-08-15T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T11:35:49.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prespective</title><content type='html'>For years human mind is trained (tortured) to behave in a particular fashion based on the inputs from the past. We always look forward for the future, considering the past. In the process we forget the present.&lt;br /&gt;Hithertho no physicians/mathematicians have&amp;nbsp; been successful in devising a single model ,which can represent any human dependent system , forget the human system iself. Further, the researches are nothing more than our desperate attempt to understand the unknown.May be this makes life all the more interesting. If only our life was based equations, where X and Y defines the outcome of an incident , life would'nt be as exciting as it is now.Why not we try and hold on to the present moment and be what we are? Even in economics Free-Market is the buzz word. Live and Let Live! (Free-Live)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-89891370242342760?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/89891370242342760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=89891370242342760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/89891370242342760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/89891370242342760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/08/prespective.html' title='Prespective'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-5414695699370209198</id><published>2010-03-20T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:25:47.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive Realtionship</title><content type='html'>Having spoken so much about being in relationships, I have realised that, there is nothing called as exclusive relationship and being 'exclusive' is not for a relationship.Even the so-called exclusiveness in a relationship is nothing but the by-product of being possessive in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;Which is anyway not healthy.So better spread the message of love, share it, you will see love getting multiplied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-5414695699370209198?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/5414695699370209198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=5414695699370209198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5414695699370209198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5414695699370209198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/03/exclusive-realtionship.html' title='Exclusive Realtionship'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8505507768793135496</id><published>2010-02-25T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:24:13.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tathata" being the Operative Word!</title><content type='html'>The golden rules of Buddha calls "Tathata" ,which means suchness as the "Buddha-Mind"&lt;br /&gt;This means the ability of the mind to see sorrow as sorrow , happiness as happiness and anger as anger is the only state of mind which is not changed or challenged by any other human being.&lt;br /&gt;The little effort we take to look into ourselves and a little effort we take to be more aware of my inner self would create wonders in the mental well being!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have understood this golden rule,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I even bother about things that are extraneous to my mind and doesnt make any impact at all to my innerself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I even crib about  things that will not even breeze through the real 'ME'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I even experience the trauma caused by love and pain caused by the loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush Hush!&lt;br /&gt;I need to realize that there is actually nothing to realize in this world and I should soon reveal the Buddha in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love-&lt;br /&gt;Buddha-Mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8505507768793135496?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8505507768793135496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8505507768793135496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8505507768793135496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8505507768793135496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/02/tathata-being-operative-word.html' title='&quot;Tathata&quot; being the Operative Word!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3061285896160177503</id><published>2010-01-19T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:28:44.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>"I am like awe! It's so like me!"</title><content type='html'>These days people are no different. Not just today , yesterday and even tomorrow people are not going to be any different.When I read about someone committing "Social Suicide" by deleting all their social networking accounts,mails,twitter account etc, when they are so annoyed, bored and worried about this very life,I was in awe. Because I have done this a couple of times when I was really mad at myself, or someone else or the poor life for X-Y reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these little madness in life makes life a lot more interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it feels great to know that the madness is not just restricted to my mad mind and it has already expanded its horizons :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3061285896160177503?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3061285896160177503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3061285896160177503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3061285896160177503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3061285896160177503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-like-awe-its-so-like-me.html' title='&quot;I am like awe! It&apos;s so like me!&quot;'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-5658925198956539583</id><published>2010-01-15T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:36:22.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>Being an Atheist is not that difficult,but I see atheism as a religion by itself!&lt;br /&gt;Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;atheism&lt;/span&gt; has a purpose like other religions.&lt;br /&gt;So who am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-5658925198956539583?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/5658925198956539583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=5658925198956539583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5658925198956539583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5658925198956539583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4740586507156463431</id><published>2010-01-10T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:43:56.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>What's there in a Cover?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/S0oRb9d8D8I/AAAAAAAAANI/wkI6O-gqMCg/s1600-h/immigrant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/S0oRb9d8D8I/AAAAAAAAANI/wkI6O-gqMCg/s320/immigrant.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425167873175457730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been quite a long time since I have read a book about Indians ,their origin or the buzz about how does it feel to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Having read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jhumpalahari's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; series of books like Namesake, Unaccustomed Earth, I should say I started developing a sheer interest and passion to read books of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Having experimented a few books in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;genre&lt;/span&gt; ,sometimes I have felt so uncomfortable when my own folks like Lakshmi,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Raju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Rani converse in English to a milk vendor, fruit seller and others.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my tiny world that's the last thing anybody would do.Its not because I say the vendors don't know English, but rather its because English is not my mother tongue and I don't find the need to speak in English, with the common man of my part of the world.Further I love Tamil and it gives me immense pleasure to speak in Tamil.Its a sheer bliss, when you utter few words in Tamil and admire the beauty of the language.Having said all these, I should say my recent experiment with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kapur's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; latest book "The Immigrant" was a welcome break.Even I haven't completed the book, but I really wanted to write about this book, here in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;But what am I supposed to say about a book, when I have just completed few pages of it?!&lt;br /&gt;Ideally I don't want to tell anything about the book, but what impressed me was the cover of the book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely lady holding a white cup in her left hand, facing outside into a window with a small green plant alongside it.She wears a dark green skirt and a black tops,depicting the loneliness and sorrow within her.The empty room with a small window and a lonely plant emphasise on the loneliness of her soul.The best part about this picture is , outside the window all you see is a white blank space.I was thinking it would have been nice if the busy life of the city was shown via a window,something like Being-Alone-in-a-crowd.But, it was not so late when I realised that the blank space is nothing but an illusion in the lady's eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she had within her, was her Loneliness and the fear of facing her own self!&lt;br /&gt;Dark solitude within a tender heart might even break the strongest, what can I say about a tender women like Nina? The hue and tint of the cover, says it all!&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what this novel's protagonist Nina has in store for me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading ,"Solitude is a best place to visit but a bad place to stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ,when you have the company of your soul, what makes you alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms for the ones who has understood their self and for the ones who enjoys the company of his soul, solitude is a mere word than reality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4740586507156463431?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4740586507156463431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4740586507156463431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4740586507156463431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4740586507156463431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-there-in-cover.html' title='What&apos;s there in a Cover?'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/S0oRb9d8D8I/AAAAAAAAANI/wkI6O-gqMCg/s72-c/immigrant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3915436858294990310</id><published>2009-12-17T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:56:02.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Happy-Bubble-Thingee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not so often in my entire lifetime, I have discussed so much about love and marriage with people around me.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Infact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was never a topic of discussion among my friends , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or people around me.As a proof, if I take a statistics of number of blog entries in  this topic definitely it outweighs the other entries.Surprisingly all these entries were posted in the recent few years.! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to lot of them, who talks about having a girl friend, being in love,marrying their love, waiting for their parents acceptance,stories about matrimonial sites,broken relationships,live-in relationship,arranged marriages and what not?&lt;br /&gt;Beyond a point of time all these stories makes me feel, what the hell am I doing here talking about all these? But I am left with no options.Perhaps I am in the wrong age.Lot of them in my friends circle get married, busy talking about their marriage plans,and a whole lot of them are busy searching for their so called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soul-mate&lt;/span&gt;'.Never before in my life I had an urge to run fast the present.I was so very contended with whatever I had.But these years are not so pleasant . I really wish I had a time machine.Might be I want to get old! But that's definitely a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I question myself about this urge, I realise my inherent misconceptions(but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel they can be called as misconceptions) about relationships,love and marriage makes me experience some kind of discomfort, which is very hard to explain.But at the same time I also realise, I am just not the only one who is going through this.A bunch of them are there with me.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A probable reason could be this. All these years I was living a life full of dreams,hopes, fantasies and myths. I was happily enjoying these cloud 9 feelings, dreaming that one day I will find my Damsel,under the cover of clouds, in the shimmer of candle light,amidst the snow , wearing an aroma that could sweep me off my feet.I was assuming that she would be an angel, who would love me no-matter-what.I was assuming she will have blue-beautiful eyes.I was assuming her hair looks like a cloud that swings in air. I was assuming she had an aroma of her own. I was assuming she would dance with me.I was assuming she would fight with me.I was assuming she and I would kiss each other in the loneliness of night sky within the moon.I was assuming she is smart and witty. I was assuming she will make love to me all day. I was assuming she is gonna come to me and love me till eternity...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoop-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!Its my 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Birthday..I realise I only 'assumed'!&lt;br /&gt;That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand all these assumptions are baseless.I understand people around me will knock in my head and say "wake -up"! I understand this is the time when my happy-bubble-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thingee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is gonna burst with no traces! Probably this end, this face of reality, which tears apart the dreams, makes me feel so awkward and so vulnerable.And I want to get old soon and move to reality which is way different from what I assumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently when I was watching a video in TED.com, about the existence of God by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;priest&lt;/span&gt;.He  quoted that the only answer, that he can give for any question with respect to God and his existence, without any doubt is " I don't know".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now that's the only answer I can give without any doubt to all my questions about Love and Marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this equate God with Love and in turn with Marriage! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I am afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I say is ,I wish I had an option....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cuddle happily in my bubble.. I don't wanna burst it..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3915436858294990310?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3915436858294990310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3915436858294990310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3915436858294990310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3915436858294990310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-bubble-thingee.html' title='Happy-Bubble-Thingee!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-2629149586321445909</id><published>2009-12-13T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:58:57.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Love thy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am one of those unlucky soul's who is "still" not able to appreciate the beauty and experience the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;divinity&lt;/span&gt; of love.Once bitten is twice shy !May be I may not experience love for rest of my life.But I am just trying to be more optimistic.! I hope I will revisit the terrain again :)-Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mark this day (once) again in my blog so that I may revisit "Love" again, to see if the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cupid's&lt;/span&gt; arrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; pass near me!&lt;br /&gt;As of now I stick on to my words-There is nothing called "Love"! All that is present is lust,need and GENES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I am bit rude and harsh on my definition of love.It is because I think love is totally lovable. It should not be there because of lust,need and genes. It should flow from one human to another like a water flowing from high plains to low plains.It should be so spontaneous and so divine such that the whole experience itself is a total bliss.This is possible when we refrain ourselves from being a narcissist and give away pure self-less love. Just pass on "Love" in this form which is pure,holy and a total bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-2629149586321445909?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/2629149586321445909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=2629149586321445909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/2629149586321445909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/2629149586321445909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-thy-love.html' title='Love thy Love'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8724778488796783814</id><published>2009-11-25T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:44:40.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Bud-Bud-Buddha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing has ever attracted me so much than an idol of Buddha!&lt;br /&gt;I should say I am in "love" with it..!&lt;br /&gt;Ahem Ahem! Its always Buddha who has been sharing my love&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I am quite perplexed by the very word "love"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel words like "Love" "Compassion" "Care" are just momentary words which springs to play with the emotions of another person.Otherwise these are nothing but sugar coated forms of being "Humane"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person involved give shades to this and call it by different name! Otherwise everything is one and the same and that is being "Humane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be that's the reason I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to paint my own colours to being humane. I have learnt about this so called "Love" in a hard way and I don't dare to paint it again with shades of another fella being. Perhaps I would have not loved Buddha, if he was still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I confess yet another truth "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; love "love"-I really really don't like this word!"&lt;br /&gt;May be the same blog would witness a different version of it sooner or later! In other words my so called Destiny(which is myself) would decide that change...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8724778488796783814?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8724778488796783814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8724778488796783814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8724778488796783814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8724778488796783814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/bud-bud-buddha.html' title='Bud-Bud-Buddha!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3938849840086330141</id><published>2009-11-23T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:44:58.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>It Resonates AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly an year before on the same day I had so much to blog and so much to keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;But still I took pains to write whatever I felt on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experts from Nov 23 rd 2008 blog entry,&lt;br /&gt;"...met a Friend?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;? of mine.. Had a brief encounter with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vroomin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; train..tasted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blissful&lt;/span&gt; moment of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nirvaana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a pinch of blood in my forehead..  Reincarnation? I wonder .. Diary Milk!! ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this was the time I was recovering from the trauma of a train accident.Fortunately I was lucky enough to be alive, with few minor bruises.Something told me to mark this day in  my blog and I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on a similar day on the same time, circumstances made me go to the same place even without me realising the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;significance&lt;/span&gt; of this day.To make things even more interesting the circumstances which made me go there  was even similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same place, same time perhaps same train, but a different person!&lt;br /&gt;Crowds gathered around and started whispering the similar sounds that I have heard before, similar unrest -but this time the person is not alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden glimpse of thoughts passed in my mind and I was not able to let go of the place immediately.Something was haunting me..! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it was, but a strong pinch of powerful emotion!I pitied the old guy who was lying all alone in that dark corridor, unaware of his surroundings!I stood there stunned, trying to digest all that I was going  through.When I did that the crowd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;receded&lt;/span&gt; leaving him all by his own in that dark place.Still I was standing there.!.Minutes passed, new set of people traversed the same place unaware of the guy who was lying there in that darkness.Nobody knew there was a dead man lying and they simply crossed the lane and was busy in their daily chores..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer thought struck me..! Death of an other person,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; change anyone or anything around him. Only he knows if it has changed anything about him!Hell or heaven or pure bliss or a simple 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BHK&lt;/span&gt;, nobody knows what's there after this world!Or May be we just disappear like a smoke or a snow. Leaving no traces on the very world that you died for.May be death of a person who is near and dear to you might have an impact, but still this could be because of the emptiness or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; that person has created.We might feel we are  missing some kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;familiarity&lt;/span&gt;.That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever happens life will move on"--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vaaranam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aayiram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say, we should be responsible for all the decisions we make in life .But destiny decides your decisions.I am not able to differentiate between destiny and myself?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was destined to witness this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; today and the plot was laid an year back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3938849840086330141?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3938849840086330141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3938849840086330141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3938849840086330141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3938849840086330141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-resonates-again.html' title='It Resonates AGAIN!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-2982231911499873346</id><published>2009-11-21T05:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:45:16.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Honey...! Where is my cocoon?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Honey..!&lt;br /&gt;Out there in the streets there are lot of animals wandering around.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cocoon&lt;/span&gt; so that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; step out !",said the young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His soul replied ,"Meow...! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-2982231911499873346?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/2982231911499873346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=2982231911499873346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/2982231911499873346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/2982231911499873346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/honey-where-is-my-cocoon.html' title='Honey...! Where is my cocoon?!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4693979949277638186</id><published>2009-11-19T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:45:37.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Forbidden Truth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; life can teach you lessons that is far beyond what you ever expected from it.That's the best part of living this very life and the worst part would be to get ripped off qualities like love,trust,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friendship,brotherhood etc&lt;/span&gt; from your very life.What makes this even worser is that, once these fellowmates are out of your life, its gone forever ,unless until there happens a miracle-which cease to exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank all the beautiful ones in my life who has ripped these wonderful qualities from my life.This makes me lot more stronger-if not taller ! *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4693979949277638186?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4693979949277638186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4693979949277638186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4693979949277638186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4693979949277638186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/forbidden-truth.html' title='Forbidden Truth!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-1350775476094861833</id><published>2009-11-14T11:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:47:42.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Bitter-Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poetic words,romantic songs,beautiful memories,tender hugs and almost everything that's sweet just leave you with tremendous bitterness. Thats what I call Bitter-Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;The world is so venemous better watch your feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-1350775476094861833?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/1350775476094861833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=1350775476094861833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1350775476094861833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1350775476094861833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter-Sweet'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-1324272940966980987</id><published>2009-11-12T11:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:48:02.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Do(Sa)....!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I listened to this "Do Re Fa So Pa Ma Re &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;" in the movie Pardes, I was a small kid. I dint know much about music nor I was in a state of mind to appreciate the importance of this. But now after so many years,when I came across the same song (which I have heard umpteen times as a kid) it did made a great impact.Not to miss the anxiety and curiosity it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stirred&lt;/span&gt; in me.! Finally , the end result was amazing! ""Do Re Mi Fa So" is the western equivalent of our own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;"Sa&lt;/span&gt; Re Ga Ma Pa".Where "Do" is similar to that of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;"Sa"&lt;/span&gt; in classical music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am able to appreciate the beauty of "Do Re Fa So Pa Ma Re &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;" and I was also able to understand the importance of that swara in that song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those rare moments when I was really happy that I am not a kid anymore to ignore masterpieces like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it made me wonder, what made someone say, "Ignorance is bliss"! when truly it isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-1324272940966980987?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/1324272940966980987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=1324272940966980987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1324272940966980987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1324272940966980987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/dosa-beginning-of-music.html' title='Do(Sa)....!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8679952334927691004</id><published>2009-11-10T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:48:20.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>With the help of Technology!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What have I done  to myself in the name of sophistication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I expect from this sophistication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's love?Crying shoulders?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trust able&lt;/span&gt; fella mate?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Damsels&lt;/span&gt;?Angels?Playful child?Guide? Partner? Better half? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt;? Friends? Knowledge? Network? People? Colors? Job? Money? Relationship? Chaos effect? Six Sigma? Mu ? Pi? Jo? Sex? Green Revolution? Doomsday?Love?&lt;br /&gt;Life..........!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes ... Could be my LIFE! Just like my ancestors did! I am searching for Life in this medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when did I lose it? To search it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:said the young man.The God replied *Affirmative*&lt;br /&gt;"You have just opened your Pandora's box! like your ancestors you will realise, you are no wiser than your forefathers. Sophistication has just coated your skin will silica, otherwise you are the same flesh and blood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exclaimed&lt;/span&gt;," But !....."*PERIOD*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8679952334927691004?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8679952334927691004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8679952334927691004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8679952334927691004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8679952334927691004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-help-of-technology.html' title='With the help of Technology!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-7482905870935805746</id><published>2009-11-07T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:48:55.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Perky Perch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have so much to say, but still I am holding myself to gather some mass, before I spell out something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amateurish&lt;/span&gt;.Wish sometimes I was as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt; as heavy rain,breezing music or the smoky clouds!&lt;br /&gt;If only all our wishes come true we no longer have something to wish for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that note I begin..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep rooted are the lessons that you learn in life that's one reason why I always admire the adeptness of the elderly.But at the same time I do enjoy the innocence of a kid!&lt;br /&gt;Strange isn't it..&lt;br /&gt;Here I confess- Honestly I enjoy the joy and thrill of this enthralling experience called "LIFE"!&lt;br /&gt;Today what I read sparked the THING in me to write something in my blog to mark this day in the history of my life. "To Sir With Love" by E R Braithwaite is a plain literature which is quite simple, loud and clear with the message it intends to throw within the reader.The author narrates his experience as a teacher in a school in the eastern part of England.His experience as a teacher,as a technician,as a son,as "Niger",as an American and finally as a British National was quite an blissful read.It's definitely not a classic.But a neat read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the character's in his book says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;"A great city is a battlefield;You need to be a fighter to live in it, not exists,mark you ,live.Anybody can exists ,dragging his soul around behind him, like a worn out coat;but living is different.It can be hard,but it can also be fun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I read it and I just loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;May be I am exaggerating because deep in my heart I hear my soul telling this to me all-day-long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I refrain the thoughts of being favourable to one particular idea,but without those ideas we are Nothing..I repeat- "Nothing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;Whatever be it, I enjoyed the read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;And the Self Realisation part-Let me save this for later !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-7482905870935805746?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4778316238031804494</id><published>2009-07-09T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:49:17.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Doing the Mambo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doing the mambo!&lt;br /&gt;The recent catch phrase after my own favourite "Buddha's Delight"&lt;br /&gt;Not just a mambo, be it the double back brake or the miami slide or the triple to the spot or the beautiful comobos.I am sure "I am lovin it"&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a Cerified Salsa Dancer!&lt;br /&gt;Yipee-I scored Distinction!&lt;br /&gt;Bliss&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4778316238031804494?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4778316238031804494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4778316238031804494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4778316238031804494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4778316238031804494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/07/doing-mambo.html' title='Doing the Mambo!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8781426095220852775</id><published>2009-07-08T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:43:10.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Bitter-Sweet</title><content type='html'>Bitter is the word&lt;br /&gt;But I can say,&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet! It's Bitter!"&lt;br /&gt;Ironical Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8781426095220852775?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8781426095220852775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8781426095220852775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8781426095220852775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8781426095220852775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/07/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter-Sweet'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3842062883759935052</id><published>2009-06-15T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:50:00.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Indeed a Wow Moment ..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SjYs-g4nbeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQKfHJVsnQc/s1600-h/Weekend1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347511060039953890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 294px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SjYs-g4nbeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQKfHJVsnQc/s320/Weekend1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She was Red! Waiting for a deep passionate brief kiss; A brief kiss-this was the only thing she was expecting from him to take him to a different world! To a world where every other Tom Dick and Harry desires for!&lt;br /&gt;Finally it did happen ,the doors that separated the two world's was about to open when he kissed her for a brief moment.. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t take her much time to change colors! She was glowing Green!&lt;br /&gt;Not just green; there I hear the beep sound and the security lock accepted my ID card and opened the doors of my office!&lt;br /&gt;It was Friday evening; I was all set to relish my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to real world!&lt;br /&gt;It was exactly SIX when this brief encounter happened!&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before this I packed my bags, respected nature's call, got myself refreshed and was all set to relish each and every moment of my weekend!&lt;br /&gt;The adrenalin rush was so high such that my senses barely understood what my mind ordered!&lt;br /&gt;I felt that the adrenalin rush was quite common for all those muggers who feel elated by this brief skinny moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! But let me tell you not every weekend is as good as you expect!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they turn out to be a disaster, such that you wish you never came across this. Unfortunately it becomes so very inevitable in everyone life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God forbid the thought !But imagine how nice it would be, if you are totally freaked out on a weekend and at last it is Monday morning,! Time for you to go to office!&lt;br /&gt;I was like Wow! I just got out my skin, dressed up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vroomed&lt;/span&gt; to the AC corridors of my office!&lt;br /&gt;Who calls it Monday morning blues?&lt;br /&gt;Might be true in certain circumstances, but not every other Monday is painted BLUE!&lt;br /&gt;As in my case it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pinky&lt;/span&gt; PINK-Hail and Healthy!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely it was a beautiful day break especially after a wretch full weekend, especially when it seemed like ages before it dawned.&lt;br /&gt;Neither Potter’s Goblet of Fire nor the yummy nuggets would pacify an otherwise rotten weekend. Forget all these, even Ross, Rachel, Joey, Chandelier or Monica could not restore me to my normalcy! Quite weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was quite elated this morning!?- DID I SAY THAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again!&lt;br /&gt;Indeed a Wow Moment! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Am I being a workaholic?! To Hell with it!&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; it! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3842062883759935052?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3842062883759935052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3842062883759935052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3842062883759935052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3842062883759935052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/06/indeed-wow-moment.html' title='Indeed a Wow Moment ..!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SjYs-g4nbeI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YQKfHJVsnQc/s72-c/Weekend1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-7308622046787742875</id><published>2009-04-14T05:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:50:29.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>I swear......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SeR9du4EFdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YNsxZIY-gMg/s1600-h/Promise-794102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324518609211626962" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SeR9du4EFdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YNsxZIY-gMg/s320/Promise-794102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being born in a small civilized city and closely knitted to the net called family-hood(if only something like that exists remotely!) I was royally robbed of the so called In-dependency extravagantly! Can't say I missed so much in life but still I understand I am Alien to certain basic things which is otherwise FUN!&lt;br /&gt;You really don't reap the 'benefits' of being dependent unless you come out of your shell and experience the real world and get hit hard on your face.But again 'dependency' is multifaceted-'N' number of ways to be dependent(unlike the only one way to be Independent). Among those 'N' ways , the way I chose to be dependent is to get 'used' to be a pillion rider!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do enjoy those rides where," I don't need to bother "who drives what ?" or "what drives who?"" "I do enjoy the mystic music struck into my ears" "I could happily relish the beauty of my surrounding's,adding spice to my journey" and not to miss "All those million glances you steal"-(Indeed a blissful experience! )&lt;br /&gt;But honestly I do miss a large Junk of FUN!Something that I am alien too! Something I was forbidden too!&lt;br /&gt;When I embrace those million embarrassments and disappointments I have envisaged being a pillion , I understand the ruthlessness of the bitter reality which is very hard to digest. But I was left with no option other than to learn driving by myself.  Every-time I decided to hit the pot, I revert back gasping "It's an Herculean task"&lt;br /&gt;Might be quite funny but still the pain and agony is so much struck in my heart and soul such that, it haunts me even in my wildest dreams!&lt;br /&gt;Adding fuel to the misery is the fear which gets spiced up when you witness a road accident or read something of that  sort even in a remote context.&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading as a kid that," Fear is more fearsome than reality itself"-Quite True!&lt;br /&gt;But I was sure I am not the only one who is bestowed with this rather '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-usual' fear to drive vehicles . I was sure to find a handful of them!I did find them :)&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist call it as Motor vehicle Phobia, as with any other kind of phobia it is quite strange why certain people alone fear to do this otherwise easier act!&lt;br /&gt;Ergo, I wonder why am I making confessions in this forum which is no way related to driving vehicles!&lt;br /&gt;But I believe this might turn out to be Redeemer which could isolate me from my dear 'phobia'&lt;br /&gt;I also understand  it's  NO BIG deal,when compared to those trillion hurdles I have managed adeptly in my very existence in this beautiful world.But some 'X' factor stops me from doing this!&lt;br /&gt;All I am trying to do it to crunch this 'X' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vigorously&lt;/span&gt;(&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;;Crunch&amp;gt; X &amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;;Crunch&amp;gt; -at-least 'Literally')&lt;br /&gt;William Wordsworth said&lt;br /&gt;"Childhood shows a man as morning shows a day"&lt;br /&gt;Very true!Perhaps I should have come outta my cocoon right in the beginning, when I was tender enough to be remoulded.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless I owe here to break this taboo once for All! &lt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nirvana!&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I Swear in the name of God, I would never do anything that would deprive my children of their Independence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-7308622046787742875?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/7308622046787742875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=7308622046787742875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/7308622046787742875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/7308622046787742875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-swear.html' title='I swear......'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SeR9du4EFdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YNsxZIY-gMg/s72-c/Promise-794102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-434341077998222704</id><published>2009-02-21T00:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:51:09.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>I , ME , MYSELF !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SZ-3fVEJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gs25SFrv6y8/s1600-h/i_me_myself-765110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305160634924138242" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SZ-3fVEJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gs25SFrv6y8/s320/i_me_myself-765110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been quite sometime since I have blogged. Was desperately in need of a break over my routine schedule. Well this time I wanna write something being totally MYSELF.... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I insist being totally ME!&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/28.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I, ME, MYSELF is itself a virtual entity .In reality there is no perfect ME ! To be more precise the same I, ME, MYSELF will not be the same in future. It keeps evolving, making this definition an eternal piece of scrap. Indeed a quite intriguing material for discussion! Wink&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/16.gif" /&gt;And not to miss, human mind being a bundle of contradictions inter wined in its smallest possible manner would make it quite difficult to perceive and imbibe the inherent virtue of human insaneness. Definitely a complex phenomenon. But that's reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Handling a professional relationship is far easier than handling a personal relationship with this regard. As goes with Murphy's golden laws the more you go behind an "entity" the more it drifts away from you. The entity being any movable or immovable object under the sky. Nevertheless we try our best to comprehend our certainty and establish a unique trait for us-an impossible act by itself. Undoubtedly our desperate attempts to restructure a broken relationship would further add to the frustration, adding fuel to the fire. Thanks to my God Murphy for stating his golden rule of uncertainty!&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/07.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Science does say that the entropy of an object keeps on increasing and it never decreases. That's the reason we could remember the past and cannot predict the future. God forbid the thought at least for this concept of I, ME, MYSELF. Technically we could define what I was before and what I am now! But can we really say with certainty that I was "THIS" before and now I am "THAT"!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet no one can, because human mind is beyond science, beyond rules, beyond Murphy!&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In this context how on earth one could possibly say this is my friend..This is my love. This is my Dog. This is my wateva! Gosh! &lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/31.gif" /&gt; But this is quite TRUE. Quite Mystical and yet practical. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Lot&lt;/st1:place&gt; more to ponder on this. But again not every other human on earth have similar complexities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If my complex equation is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A+B+C+i(KJL)+AQSj&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yours could be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;F+H+A+i(HSREF)+*CUK!&lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/16.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A,B,C,.....=Constanly changing Variables!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still I am &lt;b style=""&gt;I, ME, MYSLEF!&lt;em&gt; &lt;img src="http://mail.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/tsmileys2/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-434341077998222704?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/434341077998222704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=434341077998222704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/434341077998222704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/434341077998222704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-me-myself.html' title='I , ME , MYSELF !'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SZ-3fVEJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gs25SFrv6y8/s72-c/i_me_myself-765110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-321905112504592691</id><published>2008-12-27T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:52:17.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Can You Count on Countenance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SVcey9uowdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/q05AE905dDA/s1600-h/face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284726548655030738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 313px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SVcey9uowdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/q05AE905dDA/s320/face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am back after a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hiatus&lt;/span&gt;.So many things have happened in my life. I have read four books. Bought a couple of new dress and thrashed couple them. Have taken so many resolution's even before new year.Gearing up to confront a new dimension in my career path.Decided to learn guitar and salsa. Confronted a couple of so called "Love" of my life.Was in dilemma for quite some time and again back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;normalcy&lt;/span&gt;. That was a crush I consoled!So many things to share but still I dint have anything to write in my blog. Once I forced myself to write something about anything. Chose the topic of Cosmology(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; by the book "The Brief History of Time "by Steven Hawking) but failed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miserably&lt;/span&gt;. Decided not to force myself to do something which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; wanna do. I sighed away and left peacefully not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;perturb &lt;/span&gt;my dear BLACK and WHITE! else I know he would be offended ! Did I say that? Yep.. I called my blog BLACK and WHITE as 'HE'. huh! Again inspired by the writings of Anne Frank an young Jew who suffered due to the barbarianism enacted by Hitler and his folks.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;realised&lt;/span&gt; that I have started reflecting my readings on myself. I am glad I am growing! ..Back again I feel I should be very true to my blog and reflect myself at various phases of my life into it, so that I can see those reflections in some other phase of my life!That would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tickling&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Bliss! I have so many things to say , not to forget my stylish Buddha who stays peacefully near my PC!&lt;br /&gt;But .. today what made be write this blog was a piece of writing by an unknown soul in this galaxy, who have wondered about the exceptional beauty of MANKIND! He claimed that MAN is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; beautiful creature created by the Almighty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Errr&lt;/span&gt;... May be. But this made me ponder about so many things about beauty and its sub products(definitely!). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; I was thinking much about something what we call as" SEX APPEAL"!Guess I have some many thoughts to shed on my blog regarding this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fictitious&lt;/span&gt; SEX APPEAL.&lt;br /&gt;An for all those appetite readers who cant hold an untold question , here is a brief stint of my question ,rather a wacky thought!&lt;br /&gt;"If Man is the most beautiful creature and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; the most sexiest creature in earth why doesn't a dog fall in love with the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;voluptuous&lt;/span&gt; body of Mankind?"&lt;br /&gt;Does there something remotely exists as Beauty?&lt;br /&gt;Can we define it in a specific way?&lt;br /&gt;Does tall dark and handsome (if only I could understand what is being handsome or beautiful!!! )define your&lt;br /&gt;SA(Sex Appeal) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Quotient&lt;/span&gt;.?&lt;br /&gt;Can voluptuous body and flashy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;countenance&lt;/span&gt; define a beautiful person?&lt;br /&gt;If only we categorise something as beautiful why does it vary from one person to another?&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget the various &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;preferences&lt;/span&gt; like Straight, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Lesb&lt;/span&gt;,Gay,Bi,Bi-curious,incest,foot fetish.... n the list goes on...??&lt;br /&gt;I am perplexed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Aren't&lt;/span&gt; we living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;a world&lt;/span&gt; full of complications and hypocrisy?!&lt;br /&gt;God forbid...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I guess I will be back again after the start of year 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting eagerly another golden year in my life!&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all a very happy New year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-321905112504592691?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/321905112504592691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=321905112504592691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/321905112504592691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/321905112504592691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-back-after-hiatus.html' title='Can You Count on Countenance?'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SVcey9uowdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/q05AE905dDA/s72-c/face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-1100842243793058643</id><published>2008-11-23T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:53:15.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Resonates............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SSltz4qTusI/AAAAAAAAADg/PuQPeGP80vc/s1600-h/72918841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SSltz4qTusI/AAAAAAAAADg/PuQPeGP80vc/s320/72918841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271865576964471490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post, at this point of time means so much to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to  write something about everything that goes around in my mind, which I may use to reflect my present state of mind more lucidly in the near future ..( rather with a wiser mind)&lt;br /&gt;I would like to start with the sloppy days that has passed recently. Not defined, but seem to be defined; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knarled&lt;/span&gt; ,ruthless ,less coloured days when I dint realise what I am doing and what am I supposed to do.I started doubting my very own capability for the first time in my life. Surprisingly I feel "I CANT".Started questioning my very own ability to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disseminate&lt;/span&gt; and differentiate between what I need and what I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need.Not so fresh; not so gloomy; more in the state of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;somnambulist&lt;/span&gt;! Not even doing my daily chores .&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; wondering ,what I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; in this piece of land surrounded by salty sea with a nasty odour!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what made me chose to do this .. that .. this .. that!&lt;br /&gt;Juxtaposed with so many questions that makes my mind a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jug head&lt;/span&gt; full of unwanted garb which I wanted to trash and at the same time keep it with myself.A sense of awkwardness started creeping into my mind! Gosh, I really wonder am I sane?!Be it Love or Lust , I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand either.When  poked by the sudden pinch of my job which I feel ,I am no adept to do this!&lt;br /&gt;God forbid the evil, but even Good does&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;n't&lt;/span&gt; seem to be good anymore! Categorically all I could claim at this point of time is, I am very Much "Alive".Not to miss the "processed " food that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want to leave my digestive system. Yuck I feel being Puked! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Errr&lt;/span&gt;.. Am I being sane..?Yep I feel I am sane lying endlessly in bed wearing the same underpants which has almost been a part of me for the past couple of days!Its no joke but a sudden state of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dejavu&lt;/span&gt; which flashed all of a sudden in my life .. which pushed me into this state of hallucination.!!! I am bewildered .. Sudden flash of memoirs in my mind! what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; on that day when I left my office ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cribbed endlessly about my CAT performance...met a Friend?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;? of mine.. Had a brief encounter with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vroomin&lt;/span&gt; train..tasted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blissful&lt;/span&gt; moment of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nirvaana&lt;/span&gt; with a pinch of blood in my forehead..  Reincarnation? I wonder .. Diary Milk!!   "Its Just a Trauma! Nothing much!"..? Loads of stories about victims of accidents! trauma care..."Consider a scan ? " "May be  a blood clot".. brief stint of medical business! scan reports! You are Normal! Still you are in Trauma.. constant headaches..bruises ..X rays.."I cant make it to office today".resonance Imaging......"&lt;br /&gt;Fu*k It Resonates!&lt;blink&gt;&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-1100842243793058643?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/1100842243793058643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=1100842243793058643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1100842243793058643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1100842243793058643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/11/resonates.html' title='Resonates............'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SSltz4qTusI/AAAAAAAAADg/PuQPeGP80vc/s72-c/72918841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-1698749516052357655</id><published>2008-11-10T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:53:47.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Fresh Farm Exotica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SRgNAzU_vZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZUazQl3GUXk/s1600-h/farmhouse-763243.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266974071639227794" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SRgNAzU_vZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZUazQl3GUXk/s320/farmhouse-763243.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1656338546"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv231022743"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1031529351"&gt;Not everyday You feel &lt;em&gt;merrier&lt;/em&gt; than ever!&lt;br /&gt;Not everyday You feel &lt;em&gt;eclectic&lt;/em&gt; than ever!&lt;br /&gt;Not everyplace You visit seems close to your &lt;em&gt;Heart&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;The Farm House @ECR&lt;/em&gt; is truly a plethora of exotic fun.&lt;br /&gt;Whether the chill cool breeze or the exuberant &lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt; or the soothing delightful music or the twinkling stars in a clear dark sky hiding behind the clouds or the pleasant pool nearby..&lt;br /&gt;Truly a tantalizing experience!&lt;br /&gt;A delicious feast to mind soul and of-course to your taste buds!&lt;br /&gt;Still the sourness of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0pt;"&gt;Machilli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tikka masala&lt;/em&gt; and spicy erotica of &lt;em&gt;Murgh Tandoori&lt;/em&gt; tangles effortlessly in my mind! &lt;em&gt;Yum Yum&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;A must go place to soothen your mind and soul!&lt;br /&gt;Do visit "&lt;em&gt;The Farm House @ECR,Chennai"&lt;/em&gt; --(recommended 4 dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Be it a rendezvous or an big gang party&lt;br /&gt;you will have memories to cherish!&lt;br /&gt;Blissful memories!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Dining :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-1698749516052357655?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/1698749516052357655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=1698749516052357655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1698749516052357655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1698749516052357655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/11/fresh-farm-exotica.html' title='Fresh Farm Exotica!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/SRgNAzU_vZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZUazQl3GUXk/s72-c/farmhouse-763243.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-5140896866540845208</id><published>2008-11-05T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:54:22.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Nihilism</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Nihilism is a philosophy of life which says that there is no  intrinsic value or a higher purpose for life.The word emerges from the Latin word meaning &lt;em&gt;nihil&lt;/em&gt; ,meaning "&lt;em&gt;Nothing&lt;/em&gt;".So many philosopher's have argued about the pros and cons of the approach . Eventually it was envisaged that the views where inter-wined with the time period as well.In the era of post modernity few men accused the era as nihilist since the men of this period denied the existence of a supreme divine power.&lt;br /&gt;Analytically this approach seems to make little sense when we compare this philosophy with other co -existing philosophies of life.Divine salvation of the soul in the Universe would be the ultimate purpose of the very existence of life.Nirvana can not be attained if we do not understand the real ultimate higher purpose of life.Buddha preaches the supreme way of living by his philosophy of &lt;em&gt;tathaya&lt;/em&gt; which emphasizes the importance of seeing the extra ordinary in the ordinary.For that matter every other ancient books of civilization profoundly explains the need for this mental attitude,which would aid in the divine interlude, in the search of Supremacy.In the present milieu material possession are given higher preference and priorities than the real pure eternal higher purpose of life.If only we could assimilate this truth and imbibe this higher purpose as our ultimate goal of our existence ,definitely the path for Nirvana is not a distant dream. PEACE &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-5140896866540845208?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/5140896866540845208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=5140896866540845208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5140896866540845208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/5140896866540845208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/11/nihilism.html' title='Nihilism'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-6492357009248701626</id><published>2008-10-30T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:54:45.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Global Village!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Barack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama's&lt;/span&gt; candidature in US elections is one of the most promising event in the history of US elections.It is very much enthralling not just because Obama is a black candidate but also because the US citizens have voted for him ,in most of the polls conducted recently.This has happened in the very same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; where a few decades back Abraham Lincoln fought for the basic rights of the Black population in US.In a way this makes us feel happy and proud about the way people look at things.But the question is will this be applicable in any other country where extremism and racism is still prevailing predominantly in the minds and souls of the people belonging to those countries.Unfortunately the answer to this question would be "NO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This disparity in the minds of common men is analysed and discussed factually in the book "Identity and Violence" written by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amartya&lt;/span&gt; Sen.He claims that every individual is prone to posses multiple identity.Nobody in this world can be categorised to posses one particular identity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pertaining&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; or to a particular religion.Multi culture and multiple identity are not mere words , but they are reflections of human minds.But the hard fact is that despite knowing the complexity of human mind men try to quantify and qualify &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; very nature of human behaviour in a closet which is an impossible event.Men try to reconcile with human mind in the name of religion,but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; aggravates the effects of this blasphemy,resulting in belligerent destruction to human race.A panacea to all these would be to slay the nemesis which corrupts and disrupts the very nature of human qualities.The slayer would be none other than the very MAN who imbibed these complexities into the otherwise pure eternal mind.Tranquility and salvation is attained only when we renounce the feeling of "I" and kindle the spirit of "WE".Sooner or later this would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; shrink the world and we will be part of a new refreshing GLOBAL VILLAGE!&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;;&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt;;PEACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-6492357009248701626?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/6492357009248701626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=6492357009248701626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/6492357009248701626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/6492357009248701626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/10/global-village.html' title='Global Village!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8175678293235341388</id><published>2008-10-29T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:43:10.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;Enlightenment is attained when your soul disagrees &lt;BR&gt;what your mind says!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8175678293235341388?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8175678293235341388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8175678293235341388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8175678293235341388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8175678293235341388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/10/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-8567132337069124105</id><published>2008-04-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:55:07.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Yipee! Nirvana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love at first sight is a bliss..&lt;br /&gt;Love till your last breath is Nirvana!!&lt;br /&gt;My new definition to Nirvana!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: expect such tit bits everytime!!lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-8567132337069124105?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/8567132337069124105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=8567132337069124105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8567132337069124105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/8567132337069124105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/04/yipee-nirvana.html' title='Yipee! Nirvana!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4157776573859032304</id><published>2008-04-16T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:55:35.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Can't I survive without religion!! :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps I am too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; to issues which people consider &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;empirical&lt;/span&gt; and primitive for anyone who leads a happy go life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nevertheless&lt;/span&gt; , I was perplexed when a friend of mine asked me "Don't you know about your religion?".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;In fact&lt;/span&gt; in a normal conversation ,one of my friend and me where discussing about Ramayana. Abiding to the rules of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gandhigiri&lt;/span&gt;(after effects of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Munnabhai&lt;/span&gt; and Circuit.. ;)) I frankly agreed that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; read Ramayana.The immediate reflex reaction made me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;flabbergasted&lt;/span&gt; .He looked at me with astonishment and amusement. He asked "Being a Hindu you should have learned about your religion!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; he might be true but I would have been less amused if he had asked me "Being a human you should have learned about all religions"...&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation went on smoothly with lots of fun and frolic moments ..(which are beyond the scope of the article.. err .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; he addressed me as Rascal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ravana&lt;/span&gt;.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately this small conversation made me analyse more and more about me. It also revealed lots of paranormal and religious traits that I have inhibited till date. Hitherto I was bit unaware about the reflections of my idea about religion and the qualities that are imbibed in me as a result of continuous exposure to this society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. So now I have started questioning myself which would perhaps go a long way in self analysis and attainment of so called "Nirvana ".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4157776573859032304?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4157776573859032304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4157776573859032304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4157776573859032304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4157776573859032304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/04/cant-i-survive-without-religion-o.html' title='Can&apos;t I survive without religion!! :O'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4168032691140007742</id><published>2008-04-15T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:55:54.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>OOps! I m Bothered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After thinking so much about the attitude of corporate world(almost after digesting the grave reality!! :O) here is a piece of material which may or may not go with the preconceived notions of others.&lt;br /&gt;From the way corporate works I could sense that there is something very important lacking in the industry.. Perhaps whatever I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jotting&lt;/span&gt; now may be totally ridiculous and may not go with the reality..(ironically reality is something which is not real.. after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;we are in a hypothetical world !!!!!)But still i wanna reflect my thought today at a forum so that I can co-relate it with my ideas in the later part of my life with profound understanding of the same!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an industry which ultimately entrusts human minds , the scenario &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;elucidates&lt;/span&gt; a picture with no or less importance given to human emotions.The shade of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;humanism&lt;/span&gt; is completely out of focus and more emphasis is given for the so called management hot words, which are just words that ultimately gets skewed to one goal which is the profit to the organisation.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nobody pays anyone for charity. But anything at the stake of human values are ultimately leading the world to a social &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pas&lt;/span&gt;. By human values i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean something big and ambiguous.It is the value you give to yourself. The amount of time we spend for us and for our amigos!But we hardly think about it.. to be more precise we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel like thinking about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the present milieu it is very evident that everybody are running behind money like morons with no consideration for human values.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; money is essential but there are so many things in world which money cant afford to buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our actions defines what we are and ultimately we reflect the corporate!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mean to say that corporate wants us to be workaholics but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the way it works in the industry!&lt;br /&gt;When we want to simulate western world in every sphere of our life why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; we follow their work culture as well which would provide a win win situation to all of them..&lt;br /&gt;This is an important question which everyone of us should think to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; the so called&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Stress&lt;/span&gt; free Life"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4168032691140007742?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4168032691140007742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4168032691140007742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4168032691140007742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4168032691140007742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/04/oops-i-m-bothered.html' title='OOps! I m Bothered!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-6207603533970598575</id><published>2008-04-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:56:18.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Clouds'/><title type='text'>Nothing Lasts forever............</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Times where there when I have felt I am a loner...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Times where there when I have felt I was an introvert...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Times where there when I have felt that I was not loved...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Times where there when I have felt that I am a lone kid...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Times where there when I have felt that I enjoy solitude...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At times these times are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; moments of regret but  moments of extreme pessimism...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep  I do realise that all those where bubbles which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; last long.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; I realise I mean so much to so many of them!.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and Now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the time when I realised, I was never a "Loner" .....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to all those loved ones who made me feel special today..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love you all buddies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You all made my day.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am glad I am part of your life... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS:Thanks to those B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; calls and B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; bumps !!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-6207603533970598575?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/6207603533970598575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/6207603533970598575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-lasts-forever.html' title='Nothing Lasts forever............'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4792470726848088090</id><published>2008-03-30T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:57:15.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DairyPages'/><title type='text'>Back with a Bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is been an year since I blogged. But still with the same vigour and zeal have started blogging again. Soon I wil vent out my ideas and express myself better than before!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4792470726848088090?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4792470726848088090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4792470726848088090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-with-bang.html' title='Back with a Bang!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-1525293196312941655</id><published>2007-01-19T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T09:57:48.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>HAPPY FEET!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbEX8nLW57I/AAAAAAAAAAs/FUt8cDhC-Nw/s1600-h/2190110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbEX8nLW57I/AAAAAAAAAAs/FUt8cDhC-Nw/s320/2190110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021821389571024818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbEXxXLW56I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xj9ViUq-8Xk/s1600-h/2190106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbEXxXLW56I/AAAAAAAAAAk/xj9ViUq-8Xk/s320/2190106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021821196297496482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though i cant claim myself to be good movie critic I am really tempted to write my views &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY FEET&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; r &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt; to project many n many unrealistic and high &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;funda&lt;/span&gt; technical stuffs in movies the crew of the movie depicts a very &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Noble&lt;/span&gt; cause casually and interestingly!!&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the director &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Miller&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; an enjoyable movie  !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a sin if i &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mention &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the music and the visual magic the technicians &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; created on the screen!!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; not mentioned the story line &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; i wish my pals witness it themselves on screen!!&lt;br /&gt;watch the movie and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chill&lt;/span&gt; out guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-1525293196312941655?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/1525293196312941655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=1525293196312941655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1525293196312941655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/1525293196312941655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-feet.html' title='HAPPY FEET!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbEX8nLW57I/AAAAAAAAAAs/FUt8cDhC-Nw/s72-c/2190110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3364101760402645482</id><published>2007-01-19T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:47:44.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewsReader'/><title type='text'>SERIAL KILLERS IN INDIA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbESqXLW55I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cG76RoDTwPQ/s1600-h/NTDurban140105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbESqXLW55I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cG76RoDTwPQ/s320/NTDurban140105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021815578480273298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NECROPHILIA&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PAEDOPHILE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BLOOD LUST&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; to me these words were very alien and new until i learnt about the serial killings of innocent victims of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nithari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;village in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Noida&lt;/span&gt; by the a normal &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;groomed&lt;/span&gt; industrialist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pandher&lt;/span&gt; and his servant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Koli&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;the act of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cannibalism&lt;/span&gt; and sexual harrasment&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  really &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;shook&lt;/span&gt; the basic ethics and morale of our country!!!&lt;br /&gt;though there has been many cases of serial killings witnessed in our country this &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; really shocks the whole country because most of the victims where children and they were forced to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; sex and later killed inhumanely!!&lt;br /&gt;added to the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;psychic&lt;/span&gt; behaviour is the work of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tantriks&lt;/span&gt; who tempted the servant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Koli&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; sex wit corpses to regain his potency!! the worst an human can do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still the case s under investigation and the duo &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; be admitted to the crime only if the crime s proved wit evidences!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;CBI&lt;/span&gt; dept s asked to probe the case to reveal the mysteries left under the dark (sources say that the industrialist s a close associate of many contemporary politicians) !!&lt;br /&gt;fortunately after Jessica &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lal&lt;/span&gt; s case judgement we people &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; started &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;gainin&lt;/span&gt; much hope on our Indian Judiciary System!! hope the real culprits r punished for their &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cruelty&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3364101760402645482?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3364101760402645482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3364101760402645482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3364101760402645482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3364101760402645482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2007/01/serial-killers-in-india.html' title='SERIAL KILLERS IN INDIA!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/RbESqXLW55I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cG76RoDTwPQ/s72-c/NTDurban140105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-7937167984026544272</id><published>2007-01-16T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:41:07.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>NETIZENS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/Ra0sf3LW54I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KqxJ2ftTufI/s1600-h/Net%2Bliveware.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/Ra0sf3LW54I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KqxJ2ftTufI/s320/Net%2Bliveware.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020718085487126402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days it s common for an individual to be addicted to internet spendin hours together on it!!&lt;br /&gt;i myself an example  who spend hours together on net!!&lt;br /&gt;i do blog.. surf sites.. orkut.. chat... chk mails .... search for books.. download songs movies n do  al stuffs humanly possible on net!!! i literally spend much time on net than i usually do on any other stuf!!&lt;br /&gt;there r ppl who yell on others for doin so!!! this s a story that we hear now and then in al places across the horizons!!&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;so wat makes ppl get glued to the cyber world!!!&lt;br /&gt;wats so special than the real world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we analyse this we could infer plenty of reasons for this behaviour!!!&lt;br /&gt;besides the general inference that it provides lots of useful info,it does lot more these days!!&lt;br /&gt;to jot down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;--- a personal space where u can pen down ur thoughts as u please.. none to stop u!!&lt;br /&gt;medically it s a proven fact that it helps reduce stress levels of individuals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chat&lt;/span&gt;---its  one place where u can see the inner minds of most ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;really know where the world we live leads us too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;orkut,hi 5 n others&lt;/span&gt;--- public space which helps u too keep in touch wit ur buddies!!&lt;br /&gt;enhances ur circle!! infact strengthens ur relationship wit many ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more!!&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse there are ceratin disadvantages but we should understand that "a throw of a dice would never abolish a chance".. so there r certain problems as well!!&lt;br /&gt;but the advantages out number them!!&lt;br /&gt;in the present context next to books ,INTERNET s the best companion to anyone under the sky!!&lt;br /&gt;wat say buddies???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-7937167984026544272?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/7937167984026544272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=7937167984026544272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/7937167984026544272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/7937167984026544272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2007/01/orkuttin.html' title='NETIZENS!!!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/Ra0sf3LW54I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KqxJ2ftTufI/s72-c/Net%2Bliveware.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3008724275565097085</id><published>2006-10-19T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:48:00.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewsReader'/><title type='text'>Sushmita Sen or Aishwarya Rai!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/94%20Aishwarya%20Rai.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/94%20Aishwarya%20Rai.0.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/SushmitaSen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" height="323" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/SushmitaSen.0.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/94%20Aishwarya%20Rai.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/SushmitaSen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is abt a trailing beauty in bollywood!!!! its abt Sushmita Sen!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was in the year 1994 when two females from INDIA brought laurels to the nation by winnin Miss Universe and Miss World title!!!! it was Sushmita Sen and Aishwarya Rai!!!!after that there was no turnin back and India started to reach heights in the Fashion domain!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that many like Daina Hayden,Yuktha Mookey,Priyanka Chopra,Lara Dutta and many others won lots of titles and made India a Fashion hub!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wat i want to share is abt the position of SSen in the Indian Fashion Industry and cine field!!...wat i feel is that though she won a title which is more prestigious than the title won by ARai she was a bit less spoken lady in the industry!!! i read in an interveiw that SSen was from a middle class Indian family and ARai was a popular model even b4 she was selected as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss World!! infact most where expectin ARai to win the Miss India-Universe title!! but SSen made it,which was a big suprise to everyone in the fashion industry!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this i dont mean that ARai is not talented!!! the point i would like to note is wat really makes the difference!! even when SSen adopted a gal child i hope there where lots of criticism than adulation!!!4 Most ARai would look more appealin than SSen!!!its true in ma case as well!! but ma q is wat differentiates them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know more abt SSen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/rahul83_99/sush/sushmita.html"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/rahul83_99/sush/sushmita.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is this called FATE!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any comments?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3008724275565097085?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3008724275565097085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3008724275565097085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3008724275565097085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3008724275565097085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2006/10/sushmita-sen-or-aishwarya-rai.html' title='Sushmita Sen or Aishwarya Rai!!!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3731164252130663376</id><published>2006-10-18T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:39:46.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewsReader'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/aids_front_big.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/aids_front_big.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/aids_front_big.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;itzz&lt;/span&gt; me again!!!!!this time its not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; movie!!! not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; controversy!!! but it s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;impo&lt;/span&gt; issue!! that is AIDS!!!! pl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i am&lt;/span&gt; not gonna deal wit any topics like the symptoms and ways of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;acquirin&lt;/span&gt; it!!!! but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; the new dimension given to the AIDS awareness ads in few states!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to start wit.. lemme start wit ma home state(TN)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RITE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RANGA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a new animated character who comes in AIDS awareness ads to educate and create awareness among the mob...the niche is that "RITE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RANGA&lt;/span&gt;" is the replica of super star &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rajinikanth&lt;/span&gt;!!! i hope the ad really works &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wel&lt;/span&gt;... but this is not the first state to use animated characters ... It was in West Bengal where an animated character called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;BULA&lt;/span&gt; DI" was used to spread AIDS awareness ..it was a successful campaign....here DI is the short form of DIDI!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; ever the path we choose the final destination is one ....that is to destroy the DEMON AIDS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kudos !!!!! great move!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3731164252130663376?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3731164252130663376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3731164252130663376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3731164252130663376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3731164252130663376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-3418790683112915107</id><published>2006-10-17T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:51:15.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>ABOUT V V !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/VV_1024_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/VV_1024_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys recently i went to the movie VV.... i would like to share ma experience abt the movie wit u guys!!!! first of al i am a great fan of Kamalhasan(got the secret of ma name!!!) and the cute Jo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the very first song of the movie itself made me feel awestruck,,,,,!!!!! such a nice intro to the versatile hero kamlahasan .. kudos to the director!!!when talkin abt the movie it is a sin if i dont mention abt the camera...the guy rocked!!!!! never seen such US in such angles......its was mind blowin!!!!i heard in an interview that the cameraman and the director were shootin the locations at greater heights at a worse climate!!!!!... splendid work !!!!!(note:Karan Johar asked for the clips shooted by them, for his movie KANK.. but Gautham refused...he himself said this in that interview i mentioned b4)....al songs were awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;partha mudhal.-mesmerizing melody(kamalini was extremely gorgeous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vennilave-no words to say!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nerupe-actually i did not like the song when i heard the audio... but later after seein the video. i ws like :O:O...the dance was great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately i did not watch the video of uyirile.. since it was cut from the movie ,in the theatre i watched... anyways it sounds soothenin!!!!great work!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in one word the movie ROX!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know more on VV click,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.universalherokamal.com/UniversalHeroKamal/fans/FansUploads/ShowFansUploads.aspx?FansUploads=V%20V%20-%2050%20th%20Day%20Paper%20Ads%20-%202"&gt;http://www.universalherokamal.com/UniversalHeroKamal/fans/FansUploads/ShowFansUploads.aspx?FansUploads=V%20V%20-%2050%20th%20Day%20Paper%20Ads%20-%202&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.universalherokamal.com/UniversalHeroKamal/fans/FansUploads/ShowFansUploads.aspx?FansUploads=V%20V%20-%2050%20th%20Day%20Paper%20Ads%20-%201"&gt;http://www.universalherokamal.com/UniversalHeroKamal/fans/FansUploads/ShowFansUploads.aspx?FansUploads=V%20V%20-%2050%20th%20Day%20Paper%20Ads%20-%201&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-3418790683112915107?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/3418790683112915107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=3418790683112915107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3418790683112915107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/3418790683112915107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2006/10/about-v-v.html' title='ABOUT V V !!!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-4685421443647941466</id><published>2006-10-17T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:47:44.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewsReader'/><title type='text'>AMIR ,COKE N CONTROVERSY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/NP_3821304_05_04_2006t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/NP_3821304_05_04_2006t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi people... have u guys saw the new coke ad where the brand ambassador AMIR KHAN talks in favour of coke and asks the viewers to drink coke wit out any hesitation....if so then i am sure that u guys must be suprised to see him in that ad.. and probably u should wonderin abt this!!!!ITZZ BECAUSE ONE AMONG THE RDB SQUAD IS ASKIN US TO DO SO!!!!LOLzzzz!!!!anyways accordin to me people should make out their decision ,only based on their own wit and analysin ability... the very reason why do brands publicise their product wit cine fraternity is it reaches masses easily and the impact it creates is tremendous... for instance when our Indian Govt wanted its citizens to donate eyes for the needy after their death hardly few turned up!!!infact there was a canard that if a person donates his eye in this jenma , then in his next jenma then he/she would be born wit out eyes(jenma-re birth).... SUPERSTITIOUS INDEED!!!!But everythin changed when the former Miss World Aishwarya Rai stood fro the cause.. people from al caders started donatin eyes...infact the numbers were really massive than expected... this delineates the role played by stars in the sellin of the product.. after that lots of products from shampoo to footwear started marketin their products wit stars as their brand ambassador..wat so ever the case may be finally atlast the victims are the innocent people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/234038781611732237-4685421443647941466?l=karthikkamalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/feeds/4685421443647941466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=234038781611732237&amp;postID=4685421443647941466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4685421443647941466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/234038781611732237/posts/default/4685421443647941466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karthikkamalb.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-people.html' title='AMIR ,COKE N CONTROVERSY!!!'/><author><name>Karthik Kamal Balasubramaniam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04096066099272494818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6uaYK6wbCHI/TOTix-aE_rI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fqIG3xt-5nU/S220/100_3291.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234038781611732237.post-2290818327876585193</id><published>2006-10-17T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:47:44.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NewsReader'/><title type='text'>"YOUTH TODAY" AS PORTRAYED IN "INDIA TODAY"!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/_41400119_india_afp416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/_41400119_india_afp416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/1600/132280680_aba4193c52_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3341/28569187208463/320/132280680_aba4193c52_o.jpg" border="0" height="230" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently i happened to read an article in INDIA TODAY which narrated various strikes and agitation that aroused in various parts of the country.To quote a few ,National Students Union of India activists blackened the face of the professor of Wilson college-Mumbai, in front of TV cameras for molestin a female student.Then the students of DAV college for women-Chandigarh boycotted the classes when the principal threathened to rusticate a gal student for usin mobile phones in college campus.Above all, the students of Sathyabama Deemed University set the college campus in fire when they got to know that the college and the degree they hold where not accrediated by All India Council For Technical Education.....The list did not end wit it...it goes on n on!!!!!!India is a country where the youth of today are considered as pillars of tomorrow.But unfortunately the happenings across the country raises questions about the future of a developin country.From these instances it is clear that the students are not the only one who should be blamed for al these.The teachers ,parents,society ,media and everybody share equal guilt in these instances. It clearly deliniates the fact that the fundamentals of education is gettin dwindled by the mishandlin of the sysetm by the guardians of the society. By this i mean that the education system is not satisfyin the necessity of the nation rather it sets wrong examples to the next generation which is more alarmin than the current situation itself.......Among the causes for this chaos the deterioratin realtionship between the students and teachers plays a major role..."Matha Pitha GURU Theivam"..Aeons ago , after parents,teachers where given prime importance in an individuals life.In those days teachers where respected and adored by their students for the valuable contribution they made in each and every ones life.The profession itself gained respect from people of al status.they where praised for their noble deed.... truly a deed indeed.. But today...???Except for few many of them do not have any passion for their profession.. they are not in par wit the gurus in the ancient times.In few cases they even dont fit to be called as humans... (for instance the Wilson College Professor)By these i don't mean to say that al teachers are like that.There are few exceptions.... i would never forget ma GURU MRS.SARADHA NATARAJAN, ma music teacher who not only thought me music but also ethics of life... She was about some 50 years old when i learnt music from her.Her dedication and passion for music at that age is mind blowin.one would hardly find a person of that character.Even in ma school and college i found few staffs who stood as an eptiome of a teacher.But not all!!!!As far as the students of this generation is concerned they want everythin to happen in a fraction of second.There are two set of students ,one of them are those who dont aim for the sky but for the stars and never fail to ve their own dreams which is a positive sign of growth.And the second are those who wants three things in their life it is FUN FUN FUN..So where does the students need their teachers help?????Among the two sets the students of second category requires the love and guidance of their teacher before it is too late.But unfortunately most teachers do not do this , rather they punish them severly for small mistakes they do... it widens the gap between the teacher and the student and aggravates anger and vengeance.As Aristolte says"Youth think they know everythin and watever they do is right".... a fact which cannot be denied at any time...so a solution to this problem can be brought only by the teachers who needs to think of a better strategy to deal wit these young minds.Afterall they are the proud parents of al the children under the sky!!! 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