கண்டேன் அங்காடி தெருவை !!!
Storyline is simple. Mahesh and Kani are just two of the hundreds and thousands of youngsters who are working in Concentration Camps like living conditions for a living in Commercial Area of Chennai.
அவங்க அன்றாட வாழ்கை... கோபம், காதல், காமம் , பாசம், வலி எல்லாமே டைரக்டர் நம்ம கண்ணு முன்னாடி கொண்டுவந்துடாறு ...End of the Day, அவங்க எல்லாரும் நம்மள மாதிரி சராசரி மனுஷங்கதாணு காட்டி.. நம்ம முஞ்சில அறைஞ்சா மாதிரி சொல்லி இருக்காரு ...
படம் செம்ம செம்ம செம்ம !!!
இந்த மாதிரி ஒரு படத்த எடுத்த Directorukku ஒரு கோயில் கட்டி கும்பிடலாம் ...
வெயிலுக்கே (வசந்தின் மோதல் படம்) நான் ஆடி போய்ட்டேன்..That movie made me cry.. This one did too, albeit in a different way. ரொம்ப நாளைக்கு அப்புறமா ஒரு அற்புதமான படம் ...
anjali looks gorgeous when she smiles and beautiful when she cries.
கட்டறது தமிழ் பொண்ணா அது ?? chancea இல்ல...செம்ம acting. அஞ்சலி கனியாவே வாழ்ந்திருக்காங்க.... யார்யாருக்கோ National Award எல்லாம் குடுக்குறாங்க... இவங்களுக்கு குடுக்கலேனா . அந்த அவார்டுக்கே மதிப்பு இல்லாம போய்டும் .. உங்களுக்கு ஒரு சின்ன அட்வைஸ்.. நீங்க glamour ரோல் எல்லாம் பண்ணாம.. இந்த மாதிரியே rolesae பண்ணுங்க... அப்போ தான் உங்களுக்கும் கல்லா கட்டும் .. மக்களும் ரசிப்பாங்க..
மகேஷ் - நல்லா நடிக்கிறாரு .. புது முகம்னு நடிப்பை பார்த்து சொல்ல முடியாது ... நல்ல முதிர்ச்சி ... காமெடிக்கு நம்ம பாண்டி ... நல்ல சிரிக்க வெக்கறாரு ...
படத்துல Dialogues எல்லாம் ரொம்ப நல்லா இர்ருக்கு.. குறிப்பா கனி சொல்றது .. "அவன் ஒருத்தன் கூடயாவது .. ரோஷதொட இருக்கேனே .!!!"
என்ன ஒரு அழுத்தம் முகத்துல... !!!!
படத்துல.. இசை Chanceஎ இல்ல ... கண்ணா GVPrakash... You are destined for Greater things... :)
அவள் அப்படி ஒன்றும் பாடல் தான் இளைஞர்களின் புதிய தேசிய கீதம் ...
நல்ல (கதை+கதாபாத்திரங்கள்+இசை+டைரக்டர்) = செம்ம செம்ம செம்ம படம், என்கிற Formula கரெக்டு தான்னு வசந்தபாலன் மறுபடியும் நிருபிசிட்டாறு ...
அவரோட Dedication படத்துல அழகா தெரியுது ...
இந்த மாதிரி படத்த எல்லாம் Cannes, Tribeca Film Festival, Berlin Film Festival, Montreal World Film Festival மாதிரி இடங்களுக்கு அனுப்புங்கப்பா ... சும்மா மொக்கதனமான படத்த அனுப்பிட்டு அவார்ட் கெடைக்கலன்னு போலம்பருதுக்கு ..."Atleast we made a decent attempt" நு மார்தட்டிகல்லாம் ...
என்னோட Rating :- 9/10 ... Must Must Must Watch.
Archive for April 2010
கண்டேன் அங்காடி தெருவை !!!
I think, its time I stop experimenting with the blog template. OK This one's gonna be there for sometime atleast.. I hope.
I don't know, if it would last one more day. I might have a change of heart and you might see a change in appearance of my blog.
Daylight savings are on in Cairo. Time is supposedly 1:40 AM now.
So I'm an hour closer to home now. Only by virtue of time. :)
During February, I had attended a session on Experiential Learning for Executive Effectiveness at COD. The session was great. Simply Superb, and worthwhile. Some of their methods are really innovative and unique.
The best part was the raft building !!!
You can see me in the pics. :)
P.S:- I was actually waiting for the photos to come. Thanks to S. :)
P.P.S:- Yes. What you are seeing is true. No graphics. The raft is floating with me on it. :P
O.K... I know its a bit haphazard... But I am doing my best... Let me see what I can do...
If you've any suggestions.. Please shoot.
In the meanwhile, I'll see if I can come up with a really interesting template. It takes time, for me to make modifications to each xml and see if it actually fits...
So Keeping my fingers crossed. :)
P.S:- Its the template that chooses the blog. :P
V ஒரு நல்ல காலஜெல படிச்சிட்டு.. இந்தியாலயே தலை சிறந்த சாப்ட்வேர் கம்பெனில வேலை பார்க்கறாங்க ...
ஸ்கூல்ல இவங்க தான் நம்பர் ஒன் ஸ்டுடென்ட். காலேஜ்லயும் அப்டி தான்...ட்ரைனிங் எல்லாம் முடிஞ்சா அப்பறமா இவங்க கம்பெனி இவங்கள தூக்கி ஒரு ப்ரொஜெக்ட்ல போட்டாங்க...
That was two years ago...
இன்னிக்கு Vக்கு அவங்க வேலை ரொம்ப புடிசிற்ருக்கு...
Software Companyliye வேல வேண்டாம்நு பல பேரு ..பயந்து ஓடும் பொது.. நீங்க உங்க வேலை புடிசிற்ருக்கு சொல்லும்போது .. இந்த கேள்வியே உங்க கிட்ட கேட்டே ஆகணும் ... அப்டி என்ன வேலை பண்றீங்க... ??
V விளக்கினார் ...
ஒரு Notepad File இருக்குமாம் . அந்த File ல கொஞ்சம் lines இருக்குமாம் ...எத்தன linesnu இர்ருகும்னு கேடீங்கன்னா ..ஒரு 40000 lines தான் இறுக்கும் ...அதுல இவங்களுக்கு என்ன வேலைனா ... ஒவொவொரு column-mumஎந்த எடத்துல வருதுன்னு ஒண்ணொண்ண spacebara தட்டி கண்டுபிடிக்கணும் ...
ஒரு சில columns 40 spaceலியே வந்திடும்... சிலது .. ஒரு 400 வரைக்கும் நீளமா இறுக்கும்...
இப்டி ஒரு கஷ்டமான வேலைய எப்படி செய்யறீங்க .. ?
நான் engineeringla evavalovo complicateda இர்ருக்கிற algorithms எல்லாம் எழுதிர்ருகேன்... ஆனா இந்த மாதிரி space bar தட்டற வேலைக்கு நா புதுசு... இந்த வேலை algorithms எழுதறத விட கஷ்டம்.
இந்த வேலையினாலே உங்களுக்கு என்ன Benefit அப்டின்னு கேட்டதுக்கு....
இதுல மூளைய use பண்ணவேண்டாம் .. சும்மா வந்து 4000 தடவ spacebar தட்டிட்டு.. வீட்டுக்கு பொய் தூங்கிடனும்...
வேற என்ன இதர benefits ?
நல்ல குளுகுளுன்னு AC, சைட் அடிக்க அம்சமான பசங்க .. கடலை போடறதுக்கு நல்ல pantry.. சூடா காபி ..மாசமாசம் .. Timekku கை நெறைய சம்பளம் .. அப்பப்போ Onsite ... வர்ஷா வர்ஷம் கொறஞ்சுது 10% சம்பளம் உயர்வு ... வேற என்ன வேண்டும் சொல்லுங்க...
இதெல்லாம் ஒரு பொழப்பா அப்டின்னு அவங்க கிட்ட கேட்டா
அவங்க சொல்றது என்னன்னா ...
"குழில விழுந்துடோம் ... மேல வர்றதுக்கு வழியே இல்ல"
PS:- இந்த உரையாடலில் ..கடைசி வரி தவிர.. மீதி அனைத்தும்... எமது கற்பனையே.
P.P.S:- V..உங்களுக்கு இதனால் ஏற்படும் மனஉளைச்சலுக்கு நான் பொறுப்பல்ல ...:)
I was reminded today about an old movie.
This was S.Ve.Shekhar's son, Ashwin debut movie. It was ripped off from 'Cellular' and taken stylishly in Malaysia. Apparently Behindwoods folks did not think too much about the movie and labelled it as a damp squib.
But the reason why I am bringing up this today is, this movie had a song, called Kaladhara - Kangal Sugama... Frankly, one of the best classical music pieces I've heard till date. The song is sung by Ashwin's sister and Unnikrishnan and both do justice to the song.
It somehow transports me to a different world altogether. :)
K: Kothanaarukku ozhunga coolie kudukalana ipdi thaan... thala kizha kattuvaan...
K: Enna Kodumai Sir Ithu ???
True goof-up in architecture, shown by our guide during our trip to Luxor Temple. The Pharoah's head and the Pharoah's leg are on the same frame. :)
P.S:- Taking a break from posting some detailed articles. Will be back pretty soon. Till then.. fillers... :)
Got this as a forward from a friend, and I couldn't resist posting it !!! :)
It's really a good feeling for the தமிழன் , when துரை says, "I've encountered more beggars in London than I did in my entire sojourn of Tamil Nadu".
It's an even better feeling for the Indian, when he says, "In my next life, I would like to be born an Indian."
Here is the article !!!!
P.S:- We are ready for the next decade !!!
Back after dinner at 'Massala'- The Karvin Hotel group.
On entry, except for the music playing in the background, there was nothing to indicate that you are about to experience a slice of India.
The menu was limited. Not much variety as you would expect in an Indian restaurant.
The service was good. Would really appreciate if they would try not to hurry us up in giving the order. It is a really annoying habit.
Food was good. Lacked the pungency that you would expect. Paneer Palak was tasteless without salt, which of course, we didn't highlight. Dessert was OK OK types. Nothing to go Ga-Ga.
A word for the folks who manage the hotel there - Please do not encourage smoking in the eating area.
And if you really want to show your guests something, please do it before they order food. I know you have a very good lounge and sheesha-bar at the sixth floor, but please don't expect me to take the pains to oblige to your request.
Overall - Good one, if you are really starving for some good Indian food, Go to Massala.
P.S:- The cost is slightly on the higher side. A dinner for a couple would come close to a 140-160 pounds, which according to the standards I see in Cairo are a tad on the higher side.
P.P.S:- The tax is 12% and then 10%, making it a whopping 22%. So think twice before you want to venture there.
P.P.P.S:- Is located off the El-Nozha street. Just after the flyover, if you are approaching from City-Stars.
P.P.P.P.S:- Nothing like too much build up to spoil reputation. So go with less expectations. :)
Before we start.. Ithu vera Avan .. vera Aval... They are not engaged/married. They are just 'friends'(That's an interesting word these days.. anyways..)who are working in the same company.
but refuse to show it. Avan decides to expose it :) <--
Avan : Hey, How are you ?
Aval : Naa nalla irrukaen. Nee epdi irruka ?
Avan : Hmm ..Good. Life is going on.
Aval : Enna vishayama vantha ?
Avan : Un Friend oruthi irrupaale..
Aval : Yaara pathi solra ?
Avan : Athaan annikku bottle green chudithaar pottukittu vanthaale..
Aval : (Already disappointed) She's on leave today.
Avan : What happened ?
Aval : I don't know. She called up today morning and told that she was sick.
Avan : Oh...
Aval : But why are you asking ?
Avan : Nothing, just like that. You have her phone number ?
Aval : Ippo kandippa nee ava kooda kadalai podanuma ?
Avan : What's your problem ? Unakku kudukanumna koodu. Illana freea vidu.
Aval : Seri.. Ippo unakku enna venum ? Her phone number right ? Here take it.
Avan : Thanks..
Aval : (Thinking) Cha.. Ipdi opena ava kooda epdi flirt panraan.
Enakku Pidikave illa.
Avan : (Thinking) Cha.. Masiyavae Maatengarale... !!!
Avan : Seri. Vaa lunchkku polaam.
Aval : Naa Varala. Nee po.
Avan : Enna aachu ?
Aval : Onnum illa. Konjam vela iruku. (sadly)
Avan : Hey.. Ippo enna aachunu intha reaction kudukura ?
Aval : Onnume aagala da. Life is fine right.
Avan : Seri.. Chumma sollu... en munjiya thooki vechuttu irruka ?
Aval : Unakku ethukku avaloda number ?
Avan : Chummathaan..
Aval : Kadalaiya poda nu sollavendiyathu thaane...
Avan : Seri.. Athukku thaan.. What is your problem ?
Aval : Nothing. Free.
Avan : Hey, Wait, unnoda reactions ellam paartha.. apdi onnum therilayae..
Aval : Enna theriyala ?
Avan : Onnum illa ...
Aval : Solla vanthatha ozhunga solli mudi.. ipdi arakoraiya vittu vekkaitha ...
Avan : Neeyum thaan sollala...
Aval : Enna sollala...
Avan : Ithaiyum naane thaan sollanuma ?
Aval : Appo ? unakku theriyum...
Avan : Eppovo.
Aval : Appo en ipdi nadanthukitta ?
Avan : Chumma... Nee evlo thooram pora nu paarkathaan...
Aval : Seri.. Naa onnume sollalana... ?
Avan : Nee kuduthu vechathu avlo thaanu...antha BottleGreenayae Sight adichiruppaen.. :P
Aval : ??!!!###
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6
Continuing from where I left last time...
The next day, all of us assembled at the school ground, and we all started. We reached the venue, well before time, only to see hordes and hordes of students and the buses of every school in the entire region, honking for a parking place. Even as I entered, I got this feeling, (Which I don't usually get), that this was going to be something special. In what way ? That was something that was about to be unfurled.
The school's venue for the quiz was their auditorium. That was the one of the longest I had seen till then. I've participated in quizzes that had had entire schools packaged in a single auditorium. But this one.. This one was somehow, kind of intimidating. There were people on the first floor, and the second floor. It was like you had entered an elongated Opera theatre. Suddenly, you feel as if everybody is looking at you. That sometimes, kind of un-nerves me.
Before the quiz started, there was some other competition that was going on in the auditorium. So we were waiting. Word-Flair was yet to start. P and the other girl were sitting together and we were sitting in the row ahead of them. I am always high-strung before an important occasion. This was no such exception. P called me, and started small-talk. I was like WTF !!! But nevertheless, I did not show my reaction to her, and talked normally. It took me sometime to realise and S realised it at the same time, that the two girls were playing us. Apparently they had a bet that P would get me to talk to her for atleast 5 minutes. Surprisingly, I did not get angry. (I still wonder why), and won the bet for P. :) After this, there was an announcement for the participants of the quiz to take their chairs on the dias.
The organization of the quiz was actually pathetic. Nobody knew what was happening. Mikes were not working, but the quiz master decided to go ahead and start the quiz. There were 8 teams. Now the Quiz Master threw down the bolt. He said that this was a prelims quiz that would eliminate 4 of the teams and there would be only 4 teams for the finals. And that, there would be carry-over of points from Prelims to the Finals. This actually meant more work. Except for two teams, the other teams looked 'beatable'. Now that's a very relative word, and this judgment can come only from years and years of quizzing, which both S and myself had.
The quiz started. The first question that turned the quiz in our favor was this.
'Which is the oldest underground train system in the world ?'
I had no idea what the answer to this question. That is when S came into the picture. As the question was being passed around, he picked up the mike and indicated that he knew the answer, and as was my style, I let him. He spoke over the microphone,
'London Underground Railway System'.
'That's right Z. You get 5 points.'
The teams that I had expected would prove to give a tough fight, did give us a tough fight. Finally it came down to one question, which I remember quite clearly...
'Which is the most common disease in the world ?'
There were very vague answers for this one. I knew that I had it nailed even before the question was passed around. All I was praying was for that, the team I had expected to be tough competition passes the question.
That team had reportedly won every one of the quiz competition that they had participated in, representing their school. Their school was the most famous one in the region and their entrance exams were the toughest to crack in the whole of South Chennai.
Coming back to the quiz, there were n number of factors that were running around in my mind. This was officially the first quiz that I was going to, after entering +1. Also the whole contingent which had accompanied us, looked at both of us (S and myself) as two 'heavy weight' intellectuals. So it was more than a win at stake. Honor was also at stake. :). Nobody took our school seriously. No, I am not joking. It is a statement. For most people, Z was a place where one could go, when all hopes fail. They felt that, no matter what happens, Z would always take in their kids. And all other schools always looked at Z, as if we were from some Third World country. So it was more than just a quiz, it was a point to be proved.
We got all sorts of answers, that ranged from
Finally, it came to us. I knew that this was going to be the most defining moment of the prelims.
'That's right Z. 5 points to Z for answering this question.'
Ours was actually a small contingent, hardly 10 people sitting in the auditorium representing us, and everytime we answered a question correctly, our folks did everything possible to encourage us. Soon all the other teams were looking at our contingent, surprised. I guess they were thinking, 'If they have such a good team, why such a small contingent'. Soon, other schools contingents also started cheering for us. At the end of the quiz, when we were declared the winners, the noise was defeanening. Even the Rival Team folks, showed us the thumbs up and indicated that we had done a good job.
We won the prelims comprehensively. So we went ahead into the finals with 30 points. The Rival team went ahead with 15 points and the third team got 10 points. And the fourth team with 5 points.
As we walked back to our place in the auditorium, suddenly there was a new-found respect in everybody's eyes, as if a soldier is returning home after winning the war for his country. Some Guys were offering us chairs to sit. Some girls came up to us, and congratulated us. :):P .. As I said, earlier, I enjoyed the attention that I was getting.
I could now see some warmth in the girl's face whom I had recommended for word-flair. Perhaps it struck her that I was not so high strung as she had thought me to be. She was smiling at me. I was like, 'WoW.. Someone's sure had a change of heart.'
We then waited for the next quiz. That was scheduled about 15 minutes later. In 15 minutes we were busy exchanging updates on what was happening on other competitions, and who were the winners. Then we were called up for the finals. The finals is still a blur in my memory, for reasons unknown to me. I guess, the disappointing memories don't stay long, I don't know. But I do remember me missing out on two sitter questions, and S cursing me, as to how I could let that go.
We were supposedly in the third spot, in the penultimate round of the quiz, and It suddenly looked like we were only 'One Quiz Wonder'. Again, it was a trance like state for me. The Rival team was a clear leader. So we had to salvage some pride by securing atleast second. The team in second spot was already being very comfortable. It looked as if they had already sealed themselves at that spot. I decided to make it otherwise.
'Who is the author of the book, 'Wings of Fire' ?'.
This question, if asked now, might be answered even by a fourth standard kid. But in 2001, this was a good current affairs question. All other teams were exclaiming that this was a sitter. But I had forgotten the answer !!! As S began shaking me to bring me out of my trance, the answer came to me in a flash.
'APJ Abdul Kalam'
'That's right Z. With that, folks, this quiz is over. S gets the first place and Z has scored the second place.'
I was actually slightly disappointed. As I had not expected to be routed in the finals. But again, everything has a first time. The quiz got over here. But there was more to come.
After the quiz was over, we went back to our places. P was sitting with a sad face. I asked her, what had happened. She said, her inability to answer one simple question had cost our school the First place in word flair. Apparently the other girl had answered her question correctly. If P had answered hers then it would have been hands down. But unfortunately that wasn't the case. The other girl was trying to convince her that it was not just because of her we had lost. The other team was equally good. It took us quite some time to get P back in her groove.
After that, when the actual results were announced, we realised that S and Z had tied for the first place and that we were joint winners. You have no idea, how happy I felt that day. After that, we were made to sit in a classroom, till the school bus came. It was in this classroom, that the other girl and myself, came to understand each other. We weren't as bad as we had thought the other to be. :) :P
I guess many myths were broken in that hour in that classroom. After this incident, my respect for the girl grew manifold, (though I still insist that I did not and I still don't want to show it :P). What we couldn't do in 3 months of school, being in the same classroom, we achieved it in an hour, in a classroom that was not ours and one that was fully filled with strangers (literally) - That of Understanding each other.
Cut to Present, The girl is now happily married to her Prince Charming.
No points for guessing who that girl is.
Writing this, as I am listening to Raavan's songs (in Hindi) for the third time.
I am already humming three of the 6 tracks. :)
I am liking 4 of the 6 tracks.
Beera - Main voice by Vijay Prakash. This is the song that is doing the rounds on the Trailer. It is kind of Trailerish. Not the sort you would expect in a movie. The song praises Beera. Going by the wordings, I think this is Abhishek (Raavan's) entry song. Very interesting composition :)
Behene De - Main Voice Karthik. Hey !! Great work. Much much better thaan 'Jiyaa Se Jiyaa'.
Thok Di Killi - Main voice Sukhwinder Singh. As usual, the man rocks. So does the song !!!
Kata Kata - Typical Rahman Number. Very interesting !! Mix of voices. Great chemistry of voices.
Other two songs. Ranjhaa Ranjhaa and Khile Re - Sound like 'Virah Taap' kind of songs. Slow. They haven't grown on me, yet. :)
Maybe after a couple of weeks.
Must Listen !!!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
First of all, thanks a million to all those people, who have been reading my Quizzes Answers and Destiny Posts. Your encouragement is actually encouraging me to odachify a lot more kuttus.. :P (Not just mine.. But others' too)
O.K... This one's gonna be my favorite Destiny post.
I've decided to split this post into two. There is not much of 'drama' in this one. :). Read on.
When I was in +1, there was reshuffling of my class, and a lot of people had joined my school, and yes, there was good excitement. It was precisely at this point of time, that Part 3 and Part 4 had happened. So all the newcomers kind of actually knew me. There was this one girl, who actually impressed me. But as you very well know, there cannot be two swords in one scabbard, there were face-offs. Ugly ones. Finally ending at a point, where we couldn't stand each other. It was at this juncture that destiny had a part to play.
The Vice Principal called me up to office and informed me that I would be going to take part in a Quiz competition that was to be held a week later in one of the neighbouring schools. The point here was that, this was a multi-school event with Rolling Trophies and accolades and Local Media Coverage. Every School would send its best teams here just for the attention that the schools would get. The VP also said that she needed some more names for the other competitions from my class.
I now asked the V.P, who would be my quiz partner, to which she replied,
'Touchwood, We don't have scarcity of quizzers, do we Hari ? Anybody is fine with me, as long as you are comfortable. Why not S ?'
Oh Shit !!! She need not given me that last statement. Fine. Apparently she had a soft corner for him. So it was S who was going to be my Quiz Partner. Perhaps for the last time in our lives.
Now, I had already mentioned, to V.P the names of one of my friends, P, for 'Word-Flair' and one more candidate was required. To be frank, My mind said that I should be suggesting V's name. But, my heart said, to give this girl's name. She would not let me or the school down. I knew it instinctively. She was good. Real Good. And as I've mentioned before, I really appreciate good talent, if there is a word like that. So I went ahead and recommended this girl's name to the VP. At this point of time, I very well knew that I was not on talking terms with this girl.
But I was standing in front of the V.P. The Goody Goody boy never says No to his teachers, and never to the highest echelons of power !!! (:P). So I became a 'Yes-Man'.
After the meeting, as I came out of the room, I was cursing myself, 'How the heck are you going to tell her this ?' 'What if she says no ?' ' How would the VP react ?' 'The whole class would go about teasing me, about the loss of my face and how one girl outrightedly refused Hari's request to attend a competition.' I knew somehow, this girl now had the power to make or break the next two years of my school life. I hate it when somebody gets this kind of control over MY life. :( :( ... But I didn't have any options. அடிமை !!! சிக்கிட்டேன் !!!!
As all these comments were running through my mind, I asked P to talk to this girl, and convince her. P playfully refused, stating that I got into this shit, and that I had committed to V.P even before asking for that girl's permission and I should be the one who should be ideally going around to convince the girl. So as usual, the proverbial shit fell on me.
Before I go ahead, there is some more drama to twist this episode. After I recommended this girl's name to V.P, and contemplating how to tell this to the Girl, V came up and said to me, that there was an announcement in class about this Inter-School Competition, and that those who were interested were supposed to give their names to me. This was an official announcement in a circular sent by the V.P. Damn that lady. She rocks the cradle and pinches the child !!! (Sorry.. கொஞ்சம் உணர்ச்சிவச பட்டுட்டேன்.... கொழந்தையும் கிள்ளிட்டு தொட்டிலும் ஆட்டரதுனா இது தான்...)So, now V was after me, to add him in the Quiz competition, but I was not in a position to say Yes. So I told him plainly, that V.P. Ma'm had chosen S over him. Though I did feel guilty that I did not stand up and ask V.P. for V, I was not quite sure about the relationship between myself and V. It was a complicated one. One that was neither love-hate or win-win. Anyway, Let me continue. Now V began to act desperately. He said,
'Is there any other competition, where I can participate. I heard there was Word Flair. Maybe I can try there ?'
Now I was truly caught in the trap. I decided to break the truth.
'I have recommended P's and her name for Word Flair.'
'P's is fine. But her ?'
'What's wrong with her. I feel that she is better than most of us. Definitely way ahead of you or me or even S in that matter, in this genre. So why not ?'
'You are not even on talking terms with her...'
'So ?? Does it mean, that I show apathy ? Do I tell V.P. 'Look Ma'm. I give a shit about the results of the competition, All I want is my best friend to participate ?'
He was pretty much pissed off. But he maintained his cool. He asked me,
'Have you told her that she is participating ?'
'No ? Then how do you plan to get her to the competition.?'
'I think that's my headache. Isn't it ?'
'Look I am your friend. You still have a chance to give me a chance. I will talk to V.P. I can get this sorted out. Don't do this to me.'
At this point of time, I contemplated the thought for a moment. Then decided against it.
'No Da. Let me talk to her first. Then we'll see.'
'What if she says no ?'
'Then I will come back to you. And you can still be part of the competition.'
I am sure, he spent the next 36 hours feverishly praying for her to decline the offer.
The competition was scheduled on the 24th of November. Till the evening of 21st I had not informed this girl that the competition was there. I was getting butterflies in my stomach. 22nd flew by. No action. Now I was seriously in a big soup. 23rd afternoon, V.P. called me and told me, to inform all participants that there would be a school bus to pick us up from school and drop us at the competition venue. I came back to my class. This was going to be an act that required a lot of mental strength for me.
I asked her,
'Are you coming ?'
Her first reaction was on her face in split second. 'WTF ?, What is he asking ?'
'Pardon me ?'
I swallowed once.
'Are you coming for a competition that is scheduled tomorrow.'
'What competition ?'
'Its called Word Flair. Something to do with English'
I felt dumb when I said that. As if she didn't knew this.
'O.K. I can come. But who put my name in there ?'
Shit. The least expected question.
I smiled a sheepish smile, and moved ahead. So finally, she was coming. So Mission Face-Save was over. Now V comes up to me to ask, if she had said OK or not. I told him that she was OK and was coming for the competition. He was disappointed, but there was nothing I could do.
...To be Continued.
P.S:- I would love to write more.. But I want the post to be readable. There is much more interesting stuff coming up !!!!
A lot of people have been asking this question to me.. and I feel obliged to answer, atleast for the fact that they have found the time to read my blog, and the effort they have taken to actually ponder over the question...
Why is your blog after your name ? Why not something different ? Are you trying to show off ? or are you an egoist who is trying to make a name for himself ? Was it that you were pretty bored with other names, or was it that you were lazy, and thought your name would look cool.. In times such as these, where people, use totally whacky and interesting blog names, both as fun, as well as to attract folks to their blog, நீ மட்டும் என் டா இந்த மாதிரி மொக்கதனமா title வெச்சுருக்கே ???
டுபுக்கு .. HawkEyeView .. JustAMotherOfTwo, Blogeswari, RogueGene, _____musings, _____writes ... etc etc... இப்டி எல்லாரும், அவங்களோட personal identities எ reveal பண்ணாம எழுதும் போது .. உனக்கு மட்டும் என்ன பந்தா வேண்டிகேடக்குநு நீங்க கேக்கறது..என் காதுல விழுது...
இந்த blog a நான் ஆரம்பிக்கும்போது ... நான் தாங்க இதுல முன்னோடி ... I mean ... நான் தான் 'One of the First' ... so அப்போ கொஞ்சம் கொழந்த தனமா பெற வெச்சுட்டேன் ...
The truth is gentlemen, (and ladies), எனக்கு அப்போ விவரம் பத்தல .. (இப்போவும் ஒன்னும் அதிகம் இல்லன்னு நீங்க சொல்றது.. என் காதுல விழுது... ). I did what I had to do. I contemplated a lot of names, and finally I chose this one. I have no regrets. (though sometimes I do think, that, இந்த மாதிரி பெயர் வெச்சுட்டு... நம்மலே இப்டி அசிங்க பட்டுகுரோமானு ... பருவாஇல்லே .. :P)
O.K .. Let's be honest... Yes, I thought it would be cool to have one's name as a blog name. I never thought, that my blog would see so many 'light of day's. I was naive. (O.K.. I agree...That's an understatement.) But I was also a pioneer. When most of my classmates were into looking at porn sites and checking mails, I did do something useful. Three years ago, when I sent mails to whole mailing lists, for reading my blog, I was parodied. Laughed at. Made fun of.
Today, when the very same people, say that they are following my blog regularly and that they are eagerly anticipating the next post. Its kind of fulfilling.. (Not like எப்டி இருந்த நான்... இப்டி ஆயிட்டேன்... !!!!)
ஆனா looking back, I still feel, that this was the best thing that I did. இனிக்கு என்னோட ப்ளாக் தான் என்னோட Identity மாதிரி ஆயிடிச்சு ... though it is not what I want, but it still gives me an adrenaline rush, when I see that counter running towards 25000 hits..!!!
இத விட ஒரு மனுஷனுக்கு என்ன வேணும் ?
நாலு பேரு நல்லா சிறிச்சா.. ஏதுவுமே தப்பில்லை... எதுவுமே தப்பில்லை ...
P.S :- The bottom line is that I am actually enjoying all the attention that I am getting.. :) :P
O.K. There have been too many comments on the fact that I have been posting only about Cairo for a long time, and nothing in general. The sad truth is I don't have anything extra to say right now.
For those who really want to know, what I am doing... Here goes..
I am not finding the time to watch movies, (atleast as frequently) as I used to, and I am usually a lot more tired than I am supposed to be. Yes. I am doing some reading. But make that some, quite little. Doing it whenever I can.
Currently Reading Snow - By Orhan Pamuk. Just started. Only 14 pages into it. Hope to finish atleast half the book by week-end. :)
Busily forming the plot of a Political - Thriller, the likes of which have never ever been seen in Indian Cinema. (இதுக்காக.. நான் சவுத் ஆப்ரிக்கன் படமோ இல்ல.. போர்துகீஸ் படத்தையோ rewrite பண்ணல்ல ..சொந்த கதை பா ...ஒரு கலைஞன வளர விட மாட்டேன்குரீங்களே பா .. :) )
Also writing, whenever I find the time, The War series for Mahabharata, for G, that is currently being circulated among my inner circle of office colleagues. That will soon be on my blog..but first let me finish.. :) :D
Trying to roam around Cairo whenever I can. Getting material for Cairo Diaries :P and Enna Kodumai Sir Ithu Moments... :) :D...
Trying to fine-tune my cookery skills and at the same time trying to reduce my 'online' time as much as possible, so that I can do more things in the same time.. :) :D
Just finished watching the Hurt Locker. Its Raw, with a Capital R.
Its the story of the EOD (Explosive Ordinance Disposal) Team, that goes about diffusing bombs in Iraq.
William James replaces Thompson as the Team Leader, who is killed in action, while trying to diffuse an IED. James unconventional methods irritate the Sergeants Sanborn and Owen. How James diffuses bombs and what adventures they have during the course of their work together is the story of Hurt Locker.
Mindblowing movie. I especially loved the Camera Angles and the slight shakiness at times. Its a totally different movie. Nothing like you've ever seen before. Hard hitting and yet simple and to the point.
Jeremy Renner as James steals the show as the cool war veteran who has diffused more than 800 bombs.
There were two scenes that stood out, for me. One is the scene where James pulls out 6 IED from a single wire that connected them, and the way he pulls them out. The other is their last assignment, where they are totally helpless in diffusing the bomb, and the guy has to die. Those were really hard-hitting.
Great Background Score. Nice Presentation. Great Movie !!!
I liked this poster :)
Had gone on a trip to Alexandria, last weekend, and had a great time. The team strength was slightly less, as a result, we had more legspace.. :) :P
We started early morning, and landed in Alexandria at about 10 in the morning. The first destination was Qaitbey Citadel. Supposed to have been built up on the ruins of the lighthouse of Alexandria, it is still considered as the key to enter Misr. The fort looks impressive from outside. We didn't venture inside, as there was too much of a crowd to enter the Fort, especially lots of students. The local Egyptian population, comes in throngs to this spot. The view is simply superb from this point. No wonder, it is the key to Egypt. The Meditteranean looks Grand.. if that is the right word.
We were actually looked at in awe by the locals. I was actually pleasantly surprised. The girls were actually giving cat-calls.. :) No .. I swear, I am serious.
Y even had a girl approach him, boldly and start talking with him. Another one got his autograph too.. :) :D :P .. I swear, all of this is true.. :) :D. Only saving grace was that we weren't mobbed. (Thank god, I was in one of my disguises.. :) :P.. Otherwise, I wonder, how many girls would have dropped dead... :P .. Pun Intended.. :) :D)
This was followed by Ice-Cream, and then off to the Alexandria Library. Unfortunately we picked the wrong time. So we decided to take only photos, and leave the place. Which We did. Plenty of Photographs there.
We had a look at the Great Language Wall, where, it is rumored that the 600sq.m wall, has alphabets from every language in the world. It was true for Tamizh. Likewise for Kannada, Telugu and Punjabi too.
There was a sundial present at the library, that showed the time, quite accurately, based on your own shadow. !!!
Followed by a trip down to Mohammed Ahmed for Koshary actually, but it was too crowded and we were damn tired. So we made good with Ahmed's Falafel.
This was then followed by a trip to the Catacombs at Alexandria. It was actually quite good. Cameras were prohibited. So, that was the slightly disappointing part. But We still managed to sneak peek. :) :D
After that, I had four glasses of sugarcane juice, that left everybody commenting that, I had some kind of addiction towards sugarcane, to which I kept saying, I am so sweet, that even sugarcane tastes tasteless !!! :P :D
Then, we were supposed to be going to Jewelry Museum and the National Museum, which were unfortunately, closed on that day. So we had to make do with the Al Maamoura Palace Gardens, that overlooked the Mediterranean sea.
After the Palace, it was the time for Alexandria beach. The water was darn cold !!!! But worthwhile experience.
P.S:- அடுத்த தடவை பிளான் பண்ணி பண்ணனும் ஓகே ??
... Like I Do !!!!
H had recommended me an album to listen. It was by a guy named Raghu Dixit. The website actually allows you to hear the songs. Initially I found it slightly on the louder side, but trust me, it actually grows on you, and you begin to like it.. !!!
There are two songs that I really like in his album, One is the 'I am in Mumbai and Waiting for a miracle !!!' and the other one is his 'No Man will ever love you'...
Too too good.. The feeling is actually haunting and nice.. !!!! Here are the lyrics for 'No man..'
begaanpan bhilake apna baanke tujhechal pada
meri jaanejaan ho jaanejaan
neele aakash mein khoya baadal hoon main
goonjoon garajoon aur barasoon
main hoke tumpe fida
meri jaanejaan ho jaanejaan
taron mein chand mein dharti aakash mein
goonje meri aarzoo, meri justjoo
meri jaanejaan, meri jaanejaan
no man will ever love you, like I do
hae mora jiya roye re
taron mein chand mein dharti aakash mein
goonje meri aarzoo, meri justjoo
meri jaanejaan, meri jaanejaan
no man will ever love you, like I do
All the Best to this guy to make it really really Big !!!!!
.... people,who have been complaining, or felt, that I have not communicated to them, that I was leaving to Cairo.. Please note ..
I gave a courtesy call and a follow up call to all of you. None of you bothered to call back or even inquire, how I was or what I was doing. You decided to go on with your life, as if I did not exist and that is precisely what I want now. Please go ahead. I seriously give it a damn !!!!
This is precisely the reason, why I did not bother to mail or call anyone for their birthdays. You can take it in the manner, that probably, I don't deserve it. Probably I don't deserve such shit as well !!! :) :D
So, if you have hard feelings... go ahead... I'm not bothered... !!!! :) :D
யவன் என்ன சொன்னா எனக்கென்ன ....???
எனக்கு இது தான்டா புது வருஷம், தமிழர் திருநாள் எல்லாம்....
போங்கடா நீங்களும் உங்க அரசியலும் ...
காரி துப்பிடபோரேன் ...
தமிழர் திருநாள் நல்வாழ்த்துக்கள் !!!!!
Aval :- Hey, enna da, un blog la, romba naala oru Avan-Aval kooda varala..
Avan :- Nee thaan, atha podatha, itha podathanu censor panriyae...
Aval :- Seri, atha vidu... Nee book padikaratha vittutiya ?
Avan :- Illaye ..En ? Enna Aachu ?
Aval :- Un book review vanthu, romba naal aache...athaan kekkaraen...
Avan :- Oh..!! Nee avlo keena ennoda review ellam padipiya ?
Aval :- Athellam onnum illa.. Kadaisila, one linela nee intha booka padikalama vendama nu solluva theriyuma ? Athukku thaan... :P
Avan :- Adi Paavi !!!
Aval :- Atha vechu thaan naa Koti la antha booka vaangalama vendaamnu decide pannuvaen..
Avan :- ??!!!
If you would remember, I had mentioned that I had some hilarious moments during my Trans-Egypt Tour.. Here are some of them. NOM to any of my models.. :) :D
P:- Hiiii.. Itha thaan Kilimooku nu solluvaangalo..
H:- Sorry Madam.. ithu Kazhugu... :) :D
Naalu Peru Mookula veral vekkara mathiri vela senja.. aethuvume thappillai.. !!!!
Ada Paavigala... Enna oru solo edukaren edukaren nu sonnathu ithukku thaana ?? Naan photola irrukaen..aana ipdi Out of Focus aakiteengale da.. !!!!
En pecha kekala na... Kathu.. Kekkathu... !!!
Hi ya.. Ennoda adutha padathukku... Mukkadu potta oru Muthazhagi kedachittaanga... Dai.. Madamkku oru Apple Juice Kondu va...!!!
Anaconda - v57 ???
Photo removed on request. :)
Ada.. Vijay mathiri dance ellam aadaleenga..ABT courier servicum illa pa.. !!!!
Aaal izzz Well !!!!!
Your responses and comments to my blog have overwhelmed me !!!
I am glad you are liking my blog, and reading it quite frequently, and following it too. Your kind comments and brickbats and constructive criticism have made my day.
T H A N K Y O U !!!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
It's been close to 60 days since I wrote about Quizzes, Answers and the Destiny.
This post is not exactly a Quiz, but it did have answers and it did change my destiny, once and forever.
The whole sequence of events happened in 1999. Except for the last bit, which happened in early 2000. Around July 1999, Hepsiba ma'm came into the class to announce, that there is an essay writing competition on the Coconut, and that it was scheduled to be held sometime next week. The announcement was for the entire class. But I was still excited. Since this announcement was made for the whole 9th standard, all sections were aware of it, and I knew that quite a few people were interested in this competition.
I started collecting material on the coconut. And I do not know, what to call it, but I guess it was destiny. Everywhere I turned, I found material for coconut, Including one special, jumbo summer special edition of Gokulam. I was literally hunting for that issue, because, I somehow could not find it. I had to turn the house upside down, to get my issue, and in the end I found the issue.
Before I go further, I need to mention something here. I have a special thing for diaries. Somehow, I find, Diaries to be very attractive and intriguing. I had gotten an old german diary as a gift from my Aunt, and I was trying hard, not to use it frivolously, but to use it for a valid and genuine purpose. So, I decided to use that diary for writing my Coconut Essay. I decided to write the draft of the essay on that diary.
After I wrote the draft, after 'researching' from various resources. I was sure, that, even if the writer of the original article were to read the article, he/she would swear by God, that this piece of mine was very original !! :P
Such was my hold !!!
I guess, not many people had actually submitted the essay. I went ahead and submitted the essay to Helen Ma'm, our English teacher, as per the instructions. I guess she apparently forgot all about it. We all got final reminders from Revathi Ma'm to submit the essays. So I submitted it once again to Helen Ma'm. One month later, it happened so, that Revathi Ma'm had not yet finalised the person, who would be representing the school, in this All India Level Essay Writing Competition. And this was the turning point of the whole episode.
Apparently, Revathi Ma'm had pre-decided to cast me into the Essay competition, but had also asked V to submit the document to her. V sat and wrote pages and pages for the essay competition. He came to me to ask if the whole essay was properly written. I was totally unaware, at that point of time, that my essay was whetted and thoroughly ok'ed for the essay competition. So here I was, giving 'gyan' to V on how to write the essay. At that time, we were probably the best friends.ever. If only I had known, how things would turn out... Hmmm... Life is a great leveler ...
V went down, met Revathi Ma'm, and gave her the document. She returned it back and told him, that Hari was being selected for the competition. V was totally shattered. I could empathize with him. Totally. I am not saying it for the sake of saying it. I could really feel it for him. His disappointment and anguish. He came up to me, and said, that Ma'm had decided to use my essay and then threw his document on the ground and left. I picked up his document, and read it. This was the first time, I was reading it in one complete piece. I studied it completely. There were more than 15 interesting paragraphs that I could use. I decided to use them. I guess, V knew this from the beginning, because, I remember that even he, took some points from my outline. So I guess, it was fair enough.
Then I had to go the place of the essay competition. The staff who accompanied me for the competition was a PT staff, and a very good man at that. It happened to be his birthday, though I realized it very late, after some crazily funny incidents. The venue was Sharada Vidyashram, T.Nagar. There was not much crowd actually, considering the fact that this was an All India Level Competition. I was waiting for the topic to be announced. The idea of the competition was that one should gather as much information as possible, and then a topic relevant to Coconut would be given and an essay of about 5000 words had to be written.
The topic was 'Coconut Tree is a KalpaVriksha. Elucidate.' I had prepared my root essay on those lines only, So I was actually quite happy that this was the topic. I started writing. Somehow, I fell into a trance, and when I awoke from the trance, I realised that I had completed my essay. Others were still writing. But I could not write more. I gave my essay to the examiner and asked him, when they would declare the results and left the place.
Two months passed silently. 30th December 1999, I was feeling totally down in the dumps, when we received a phone call to our landline at about 4:30 in the evening. My sister picked it up. And then she was conveyed the news. I had won the National Level Essay Writing competition and was expected to collect it at Kochi from the hands of the then Railway Minister, Mr. Ram Vilas Paswan. The travel charges would be re-imbursed. (The minister never turned up. That is different :P )
I was like, on cloud9. Something that I had never imagined, came true. I became a celebrity in school overnight. It was like as if, even the 4th and 5th standards recognized me, and so did the 11th's and 12th's.
This competition put me in a league, away and higher from the others. Though it was initially exhilarating, it did cause me hell-a-lot of trouble. !!!!
P.S:- Starting point of the crack in the relationship between V and me, had its roots in this incident.
P.P.S:- Starting point of the jealousy that S(the same S, who knew M) began to bear towards me.
This is a selective 'selection' of 5 of the best photos of the trip, shot with my SONY H10.
Typical National Geographic Shot. I know, how many years I have waited for this moment. To be able to see what you've only seen and heard about in Encyclopedias and Internet, in front of your eyes, is truly an exhilarating experience, and for this reason, this photo will remain one of the best photos on this Trans-Misr tour.
Thanks to K for modeling for this photo. The idea came suddenly and was quickly executed. The idea of the photo is to look into the goggles to see the whole Abou-Simbel, and of course, ME !!!!
The Temple of Hatshepsut
Reason for this being important is the fact that I was awestruck by the grandeur. Look at the size and enormity of the whole exercise. If only this was completed properly and not destroyed...
The Solo Road Shot
Thanks to P, for modeling for this photo. It never actually came to my mind, that this picture could so well define the moment for us. We had had a puncture, right in the middle of the desert and we started a photo session !!! :) . The result of it, is right here, for you to see.
Reason for this shot being included here is that this was shot from a car moving at about 60 km/hr,through dense vegetation. Touched it slightly, but it was worth it.
OK.. I have been going GaGa over the last couple of days, over the trip that I had undertaken with the team, across Egypt. Here is my experience !!!!
On Day 0 it Took a lot of patience and co-operation from everybody to get things on track. To leave office by 5 and to get back to office by 7:45 in the evening, so that we can catch the train to Aswan, from Cairo Railway Station.
Cairo Railway Station is totally a mess. To be frank, and not to be too accusing, It is worse than any Indian Railway station. Took me quite some time to actually come to my senses, only to find a twin-shock awaiting me. The seats were seater class. Meant we had to sit for the next 12 hours. And the train's condition was absolutely pathetic.
Since it was sleeper class, it was really very difficult to actually sleep. We had the last seat, before the exit. All night, somebody or the other was entering and exiting. Very irritating actually. So you can see a visibly tired me here. In the midst of all of this, at about 5 AM in the morning, the assistant aboard the Train, woke up each one of us, and gave us 'breakfast'. It consisted of two slices of long bread, with cheese in each slice, one croissant, and one juice. Everybody was grumbling that the assistant woke them up unnecessarily.
Once we reached Aswan, it was actually time to relax. We reached a hotel called Paradise Hotel. Checked in. Had Koshary. Then we decided to go to Philae Temple. Very interesting stories our guide told us. Wish I could tell all of it here !!! Will definitely tell the stories in my later posts. :) :D
The below pic was taken, when I was in a slightly relaxed mood, on the way to Philae Temple.
After Philae Temple, we decided to go to the Aswan High Dam. The Aswan High Dam is 3,830 metres long, 980 metres wide at the base, 40 metres wide at the crest and 111 metres tall. It contains 43 million cubic metres of material. At maximum, 11,000 cubic metres of water can pass through the dam every second. The reservoir, named Lake Nasser, is 550 km long and 35 km at its widest with a surface area of 5,250 square kilometres. It holds 111 cubic kilometres of water.
Rumored to be the single largest artificial water reservoir, I am attaching here the Panoramic view of the Aswan Dam. The one in WikiPedia page, is the view, that is exactly the other 180 degrees !! :) :D
After the Aswan Dam, it was time for another temple, but unfortunately that temple was closed. So we decided to simply go around in the boat, across the Nile and come back. It was a very short trip, lasted only for about 20 minutes, but seriously mindblowing moments. So many comical moments in those 20 minutes. :) :D
Then a small walk along the Corniche and then back to the Hotel. This was shot just opposite the Corniche.
We then decided to have some Sugarcane juice. Seriously too good. :). A glass' cost is approximately 1 Pound, and the expression on our parched faces was truly priceless !!!
We had ordered for some salad, lentil soup, vegetable curry and Khaboos. Frankly, we didn't expect it to be so good. It tasted heavenly, especially after the fact that, we had not had anything proper for almost 6 hours. Now comes the highlight part. I had mentioned very clearly that since we are going till Aswan, we must visit Abou Simbel. But the folks who organised the trip, clearly told me, that it would not be possible to put that on the itenerary, and I left it at that, though secretly I was wishing that they would change their heart !!!
After we finished visiting the Philae Temple, the guide was asking us, if we were visiting the Abou Simbel. When we replied in the negative, he showed shock on his face. His expression simply shouted to us, ' You've come this far, to Aswan, and you are not seeing Abou Simbel ?? Are you Nuts ?? ' So finally a haphazard plan to Abou Simbel was planned.
We had to leave at 3:30 AM the next morning, and accompany a convoy. It was a three hour trip to Abou Simbel and almost all of us, fell asleep in the journey. Finally I saw, what I had wanted to see for almost a lifetime. The temples of Abou Simbel !!!!
An Atheist comes face to face with God !!!
After Abou-Simbel, we had to go to Luxor. All of us had Koshary together as lunch, and then quickly, we sneaked out to have sugarcane juice. Our guide kept complaining that we were getting late. On the way to Luxor, we were to see two temples. First one that we saw was the Komombo Temple.
After this, there was another detour to the Edfu Temple. It looked more like the Nachiarpuram Temple near Kumbakonam. I don't why I am relating this to that, but I felt like it.
After this, we reached Luxor. At Luxor, we found that all financial agencies were locked out. So nobody actually had any Pounds. All that we had were dollars and Travellers's cheques waiting to be exchanged. Then, a couple of tonga wallahs got us into their fold and mentioned that they will take us to the Luxor Market, which turned out to a total dud. The best part was, on the way, we could see the Luxor temple in all its glory.
Next Day, we had a female guide for us, Maru. She was actually very very patient with the whole lot of us, who were passing comments and having as much fun as possible. We started and proceeded towards, Valley of Kings and Valley of Queens. No camera allowed there. So totally pic-less here. :(
Then we paid a visit to the Hatshepsut Temple. Mindblowing. Seriously. Total Grandeur. If only it was not ruined, and totally re-structured, it would give the Taj-Mahals and colosseums a run for their money.
After the Hatshepsut temple, We decided to grab a photo at the Remains of the Statues of Memnon. The story our guide was actually quite interesting !!!
After this, we decided to visit a small alabaster factory, which was nothing but a cottage-industry-encouragement-initiative. I seriously liked the idea a lot. What a way to actually increase employment. The guys at the cottage, spoke better English than most tour guides !!!
After this, there were only two more landmarks. Karnak Temple and Luxor Temple.
Karnak Temple is the largest temple in Egypt and perhaps the largest in the world. Simply mindblowing. Each king added quite a significant portion of the temple and has helped it survive. And our guide was seriously mindblowing by throwing out bits and pieces of interesting information here and there, increasing the curiosity. The below pic was taken at the great Hypostyle wall. The biggest in the world !!!!
The last point on the tour was the Luxor temple. To be frank, it contained more surprises than I had imagined !! Our guide was again, at her best here. She gave us a truly true account of the place and their importance.
After this, our trip was literally over. We caught the train to Cairo and reached on Monday Early morning, and bunked office :) :D.
P.S:- There is a lot more that I want to tell and show. One step at a time.
P.P.S:- We had covered close to 2000 miles in this three day trip.
P.P.S:- Semma Semma Semma !!!
Had a Rollicking Time this weekend !!! Semma Semma Semma...
Will post the pictures and the travelogue in some time. :) :D...
So excited !!! The Euphoria has not yet drained off.
P.S:- The trip was so good, that I didn't miss my gmail, gtalk, orkut, buzz, tweets.
To be frank, till the time I came to office, I didn't even think about it. :) :D
P.P.S:- Had some hilarious moments during the trip. Will be posting them too. :) :D
Will be away for the Weekend... Going for a loooooong trip. :)
No access to mails, buzzes, pings, scraps, tweets or comments.
So, Responses will be delayed.
P.S:- Will be having plenty of stories to tell, once I get back..
So.. Let's rock... !!!!
நீங்க படிக்க ஆரம்பிக்கறதுக்கு முன்னாடி...
நா சீனா போன்னதில்லை...
போக விருப்பமும் இல்ல..
Went to a Project Party yesterday.
To say the least. It sucked. Big time.
ஊருக்கு ஒதுக்குபுறமா ஒரு ஹோட்டல்...70's ல வந்த ரஜினிகாந்த், கமல் படம் மாதிரியே இருந்தது ... நிறைய சீனா காரங்க... கொடுமை டா சாமி...
God ! How I hate Chinese Food.
எனக்கு Chinese பிடிக்காதுன்னு தெரிஞ்சே தான் என்ன அங்க கூட்டிகிட்டு போயிருக்காங்க... ஐயஹோ.. இந்த கூத்த நா எங்க பொய் சொல்லுவேன்...
One of my colleagues said, Riceக்கு அப்புறமா மெனு கார்டு முடிஞ்சு போச்சு...
We had some really shady starters. அந்த இருட்டுல என்னத்த தின்னோம்னே ஞாபகம் இல்லையே...
Basmati Rice with Vegetables கொண்டு வாடாநு சொன்ன...அவன் ஒரு கின்னதல சோறு ரொப்பி கொண்டு வந்தான்... அந்த கிண்ணம் என்ன நு பார்தீங்கனா ...தேங்காய் மூடி சைஸ் தான் இருந்தது... அப்டியே சீனா ல பொய் பிச்ச எடுக்குற effect தான்...
என்ன... புத்த்ஹம் சரணம் கச்சாமி நு சொல்லாத கொறை தான்.
சேரி... சோறு தான் செறிய திங்கலையே, ஒழுங்கா Dessertஆவது சாபிடுவோமே நு பார்த்தா.. அவன் என் கூட காமெடி பண்றான்... அவன் கொண்டு வந்த லிஸ்ட்ல எந்த icecreamஅயும் நா இது வரைக்கும் கேள்வியே பட்டதில்லை...
இது.. என்னோட பொது அறிவை அவன் டெஸ்ட் பன்றான இல்ல குத்தி காற்றாநானு எனக்கு செரியா தெரியல...சேரி... இந்த icecreamஅ கொண்டு வா..அப்டின்னு மெனு கார்ட்ல விரல் காட்டி..காட்டினேன்.. அவனும்...செரிங்க சார் அப்டினா..
அவன் கொண்டு வந்தத பார்த்து... என் கூட வந்தவங்க எல்லாரும்... ஹரியால.. இன்னும் தோசை சட்னீய விட முடியலன்னு கிண்டல் பண்ண ஆரம்பிச்சிடாங்க... மானமே போச்சு... Experiment பண்றேன் பேர்-வழின்னு கடைசீல, என்ன வெச்சு அந்த Restaurant காரன் காமெடி பண்ணிட்டான். அவன் கொண்டு வந்த எப்டி இருந்தது நா.. நம்ம Cone-Icecreamஓட coneஅ மட்டும் எடுத்து..அத தோசை மாதிரி roll பண்ணி, அத நல்ல புரி மாதிரி ஆக்கி , அதுக்கு நடுல, Pineapple, Apricot எல்லாம் போட்டு... மேல ஒரு சாக்லேட் லேர போட்டு.... பக்கத்துல, ஒரு scoop Vanilla icecream வெச்சுட்டான்... அப்டியே.. மசால் தோசையும் ..கெட்டி சட்னி சாப்பிட்ட effect தான்....
மத்தபடி செம்ம மொக்க... பைசா வேஸ்ட் !!!!
Avoid Pekking Restaurant, when In Cairo.