A tale of ....

Abdul kalam might hit the roof if he was informed that more a person dreams after the age of twenty greater are the chances of him becoming weird. If a person tries to understand the meaning of life he may become disenchanted with it. During childhood I wanted to rise as an adult as quick as possible because I thought people had a lot of freedom and I desired to watch the idiot box till midnight, to sleep even after 9.00 am and to have unrestrained access to refrigerator. These dreams as a child were rational because after few years it came true. As a grown up the habit of dreaming may prove to be an adversity (I think so).
It was another sweltering afternoon, after heavily feeding my stomach I was in a quandary about what to do next i.e. get to sleep or to watch some lackluster television programs. But mom came with a task. She asked me to visit a relative convalescing from illness residing in a town about 30kms from my home. I told her that the trip would cost her Rs.1000 plus other expenses. Most dames are persuasive and she was not an exception. Her tone reflected a feeling that she wanted a reprieve from my verbal onslaught for some time besides the road leading to the town has one of the beautiful sceneries, surrounded by plantain trees on both sides fostered by the waters of the river tamirabarani meandering nearby. So I took up the errand agreeing for a negotiated sum which cannot be disclosed here. The bus stop was just five minutes’ walk all I had to do is walk past the Ignatius convent school and the LIC building. There I spotted him near the entrance of the LIC building sitting against the afternoon rays of the scorching sun. Of course he was not our area corporation counselor whom none among our locality had ever seen after the election campaign nor he was one of the employees of LIC staging a protest for a hike in salary. He was a beggar with both his hands half amputated. It is a common sight to see beggars in the vicinity of temples/churches /bus stand or other densely populated areas but his peculiar working site drew my attention, I was immersed in a thought why he couldn’t go for a shade nearby. After paying the visit to the relative’s house I was returning to home after sunset, to my surprise I founded him at the same place where he was before. I walked past him but something bothered my mind, I returned to him and gave the bulk of coins which I had. After receiving the coins he asked whether I could do him a help. I told him “sorry I am urgently leaving to a place”. I always had a feeling that every men are equal, should be treated fairly irrespective of his status/education. Anything can be easily said than done, the moment of testing has arrived, and I was facing a litmus test. I paused for a while and asked what I can do for him. He said I must first give assurance before he could utter it. I said O.K. I shall do it whatever it may be. Then came the dramatic question “Will you get it by using your money or I shall give mine”. I was stunned and asked him to say what he wants to have before I could mull over it. However he turned to be adamant which made me to leave the spot. All this happened within few seconds, I returned home a confused man. I narrated the whole incident to mom and she said there was no fault on both myself and the beggar. She said that the beggar would have wanted me to buy food for him. Sometimes I feel victimized that this world has been unfair to me but when I see an underprivileged person, it enlightens me of the fact that I am luckier. When things go wrong I believe on a superhuman power (may be known as god) to set matters right. People say that human beings are punished for their wickedness during their next incarnation, but the mind/ inner conscience of the next birth is not the same or similar to what it was during the previous birth. People push each other inside the shrine to have a glimpse of the lord, some say they do service to god by converting people to their religion, some also justify killing others in the name of religion. Considering the billions of years since this earth could have come into existence, the human civilization’s period is less than 10000 years and it is determined on not only destructing itself but to change the course of the natural cycle(global warming).Who is he? Why did he became a beggar? Is there any redemption awaiting him in the future? What is life meant for him? Is people of this world are nothing but mere objects revolving according to bidding by fate? Questions poured and troubled me. Usually talks turn philosophical on the eve of exams. Some people with sinister motives retorted that I would have an answer about how beggars originated within few years. The following paragraph illustrates a midnight encounter with a stray dog.
It was gloomy night, the streets were deserted, my chronometer (!?) showed it needed only half an hour to strike 12.00 A.M. I was on my way to home after visiting my pal’s place. These days there is steep increase in the number of stray dogs, I wished not to bump into one. As I kept strolling something in the size of calf appeared to walk towards me. To my horror it was a dog, I decided to turn away from it slowly but it came very closer to me that I was completely bewildered. There was no one in the street. “Barking Dogs seldom bite”. The dog didn’t bark so does it mean that it would bite me. My mind started to race furiously (!?), I know dogs cannot be outpaced by running, so I decided not to run and stayed fixed to that place. It came near me, I could feel my palms are getting chill; it started to smell my leg, but to my luck it started to walk away within a fraction of time and disappeared in a nearby alley. I managed to reach my home unscathed, sweating profusely even in cool ambient temperature. Folks tried to disparage my deed and said that the dog would have taught me a fitting lesson had it hurted me. Surely they could not tolerate a clever decision maker.

Ramble

Approximately four months since my four years ordeal at the (psychological) labor camp (i.e. college) ended and I prefer to have the expansion of B.E as Bachelor of Endurance. Recession has affected only 10% of the people directly involved in the form of layoffs but its impact is much severe upon fresh graduates. The software firm which recruited me has deferred the call without any further announcement regarding joining (People predict it may happen around May 2010). Being a student of private institutions, I yearned for holidays throughout my academic career and especially during school life I prayed god to bless (!?) me with diseases like typhoid, viral fever etc. and also dreamed about hurricane/earthquake inflicting destruction to the school.Almighty never fails to respond believers and I was finally rewarded with typhoid during the XII standard vacation and once again I convinced myself that God has provided me with a yearlong holiday in the form of recession. But instead of allowing me to take relax, some people with nefarious designs tried hard to spoil my happiness, as freewill always prevails over coercion their efforts were rendered futile. Moving to bed only at wee hours, skipping at least a meal per day has become a daily routine. (Detractors made a specious propaganda like “considering the quantity of snacks bala consumes it is unnecessary to consume food at all” and also questioned the habit of sleeping during daytime but very little did they realize bala’s ingenuity in acclimatizing himself for a job involving night duty).

Mind has started to dwell in past as future remains uncertain and impatience makes present difficult to reckon with. It is hard to differentiate confusion and procrastination; probably they could be the manifestation of indecisiveness and anxiety. One option to fritter away time is to watch television. Nowadays television brings more agony, it rarely refreshes, leading the parade of exasperating channels is Sun TV and its sister channels. Advertisements are provided with more time slots than programs but one must have great deal of tolerance to view the trailers of movies released by Sun Movies like Plunged in to Love, Illiterate, Immaculate Bell being telecasted ceaselessly once for every ten minutes in the half a dozen channels owned by Sun network. The number of times a remote control gets operated per minute is higher than the blinking rate per minute of human eye. In an era of reality shows, it is not a surprise why participants behave as though the future of their life lies on the outcome of the show and judges behave snobbish and impolite in providing response even to children solely for the purpose of improving the ratings of the show. I recently watched a singing contest reality show for children in which kids are allowed to sing less than one minute within which they get either selected or rejected. It is awful to look at the disappointed faces of the kids and won’t it result in kids’ heart getting permanently humiliated as a result of getting criticized. Whom shall we blame? Channels or judges or viewers or parents or the kids themselves. Who cares? Time moves on. Exclusive news channels like NDTV, CNN IBN, and TIMES NOW often compete with each other to sensationalize frivolous issues like frisking of SRK by the security officials at the Newark International airport, New Jersey. Who is Rakhi Sawant? Is she a princess of an erstwhile Indian monarchy to opt for swayamvara? If she wants to get wedded, she could have enrolled in matrimonial websites or in columns of newspapers or she should have asked her parents to search but what is the purpose is of making it public in the form of a reality show. Is there any mega serial without a crass plot? It is worth to watch channels like Discovery, National Geographic, History channel etc.

In India 66, 00, 00,000(six hundred million) people don’t have access to proper sanitation, 40% of children are malnourished, within few years India is slated to be the capital of diabetes and cardiac diseases as it is for tuberculosis. Tuberculosis and Malaria kills many persons daily than swine flu but the blame lies on T.B. or malaria for affecting only those people living in slum areas. It is a shame comparing India with any other developed country and again considering our culture a superior one is again a mockery by looking at the way how people behave irrespective of their education in public places. Patriotism is not at saluting the national flag during Independence Day or watching films done by Vijaikanth or supporting Team India during games. It is begins at people show courtesy to others. Farmers are the real heroes but they are the least privileged deprived of all basic facilities. India is one of the very few countries where the disparity between the various sections of society is very high. Some experts believe that a civil war is imminent within few decades. Government has spent Rs.15000 crores on constructing a nuclear submarine named Arihant to achieve a nuclear triad (ability to launch nuclear weapons through air, sea and land) however it has been callous over the plight of farmers. Government must first understand that problems lying within country are far more threatening than countries present near the border e.g. many people die due to Maoist attack than that caused by terrorists. Many Farmers commit suicide every year, steps must be taken that irrespective of monsoon failure, land gets irrigated. Connecting the rivers of India should have been completed long back; I suppose if British have ruled India they could have finished it. Many dams in Tamil Nadu like Stanley reservoir at Mettur (storage capacity around 80 tmc; it is one of the largest in southern India) were constructed by British and the government has done little to improve agriculture, it has provided with only fertilizers which increases the alkalinity of the soil. Some people argue and take pride that India is leading the world in the field of services (I.T industry) however the revenues generated whole of the Indian I.T. companies is around $60 billion which is very small when compared to earnings of multinational companies like Exxon Mobil and Wal-Mart (the former is the world’s largest oil company and the latter is the world’s largest retailer each with a turnover around $300 billion).

Due to economic crisis, appeal for government jobs has dramatically increased due to the stability it offers and no one is able to answer the question if another crisis is in due within few years, will the private companies be able to survive and again the number of ‘unemployable’ graduates churned out by the Indian education industry has started to rise exponentially every year. Having studied an electrical major it should be judicious to enter into power system associated industry but I have been placed in a software firm. Now I find myself in a quagmire as I have applied for government bank services exams too. So naturally it is difficult to prioritize which has resulted in laziness. Electrical engineering books have started to gather dust, the programming languages books which was provided to others hasn’t returned, and I am yet to touch those commerce and economics books after inscribing my name on it. Sometimes it appears this vacation is just another study holiday. Sorry, it has been a very long absence in blogosphere…..so long.

Tagged

I have been tagged by grace. This is a kind of blog activity in which one has to reveal the secrets about them.

1. Homesick or nostalgic, these are the words which I could have used the most in English. Whenever I set from my home to another place, a sense of discomfort accompanies me without my knowledge and looms into a greater predicament; the only possible way out is to return home regardless of the status of the purpose for which the journey has been made. My sixth sense gets deactivated and even though I have strived hard to keep homesick at the bay my efforts have mostly went vain. It is like a lopsided conflict between a tender deer and ferocious tiger.
*) I have spent nearly all of my weekends of my college life at home, even during university exams I used to travel to home by exploiting the days available between successive exams by improvising some lame excuses, not minding about the impending danger ahead (i.e. semester exam).
*) I pursued my final year project at the Integral Coach Factory (Chennai) for a span of one month within which I travelled to my home five times (to and fro). Tirunelveli is at a distance of roughly 600kms from Chennai, so the only achievement of the project is that I have completed a trip of more than 6000kms within a smaller time frame and also by enduring the bugs menace (Majority of Ultra Deluxe buses- SETC have this problem).
*) After the completion of final semester exams I went to my sister’s house in Coimbatore, I couldn’t stay there for a period of more than one week, I escaped (?!!!) from house without informing her (I communicated her after I boarded the bus fearing that She would be searching me).
I love my native place and I wish not to miss it but I will not able to find a suitable job for my education here.

2. Every human being is addicted to something in his/her life. I could not stay without consuming tea; I used to take a cup of tea at least four times a day. If I for some reasons could not take tea then I am prone to headache. I could be spotted in the canteen regularly during 10.30 A.M. and 4.30 P.M. every day. Sipping a glass of tea during a rainy day is the most cherished moment of my life.

3. I love to play with toys especially electronic cars, reluctantly gave up the habit only during the standard”__ “after my parents chided me. Now I don’t have any playthings, but I have decided to buy a lot of toys once I start to earn.

4. During a fancy dress competition at the kindergarten I was made to disguise like a girl. (Some wicked persons must have provided this dreadful idea), however it was my sister who made the most of this incident. In my presence she would show the photo to relatives and ask them to identify the person it contains. Before they predict, she would reveal and make fun of me. Some way with great difficulty I took the control of the photo and now it is safe at a secluded place. It is a certain disadvantage to have elder sister if she enjoys absolute support at home. If anything goes wrong at home, she may become approver or would serve as a prosecutor during the trial, the accused is none other than me. After the trial the post of weapon supplier will be assumed by her.

5. I was forced to attend yoga class for my temperamental behavior during school days. As a part of the program, they would teach asanas (exercises for maintaining health) and meditation. I tested the patience of the instructor by frequently coming to the classes’ late, performing exercises lackadaisically and also by creating noise. Somehow after completing the workout came the meditation session. It was early morning 6:00 AM, he asked to close my eyes and instructed me to focus for few minutes instead I dozed off and got collapsed soon. He could not control his temper and I was expelled from the class. I wondered how he would teach others to control their anger without curbing his own.

6. Among friends and relatives, I am well known for my reckless and lazybones’ approach. Once I start to procrastinate, god alone can redeem me. I am a member of the District Central Library since 1999 but the number of books I borrowed from library is very paltry. I used to take a book and never return it until a notice after a period of one year will be sent summoning me to give back the book and to pay the fine. This is the fourth time a notice has arrived and when my mom advised me not to waste money by such means I asked her to maintain in my account(!??) the money she doled out, assuring that it will be repaid soon and also replied that it is in reality a indirect donation to library.

7. I am a diehard fan of Tom cat (From Tom and Jerry show), Muttley (a dog which is a sidekick to Dick the Dastardly, the villain of the Wacky Races and Flying Squadron shows) and comedy actor Goundamani. I enjoy every action of tom and his plot to trap jerry (which would always backfire).Tom’s villainous laugh (the way he says AAHA AAHA), his attempts to entice toodles (female cat) is unforgettable.

8. Obsession to hear songs exists from my young age. I used to murmur songs (People have turned violent these days, they don’t speak, they resort to the use of physical power) and spend most of the time at home by listening to music. The sole activity I utilize my Dell is to play songs and games. I used to play formula1 race till eyes turns red with accumulation of tears. Then after closing eyes, I would place earphones which would be removed only when my eardrum gets ached. (In the future it won’t be surprise if bala receives the allowance from the government stipulated for blind and deaf people). For Heaven’s sake, I hear only Tamil songs bcoz I couldn’t understand the accent of English songs (I started with Michael Jackson but failed miserably, only earned the wrath of next house old lady) and also I don’t know the language of Hindi.

9. I was a Tamil chauvinist during my school days and studied English only to get a pass mark. My greatest regret is that I didn’t learn English grammar properly. I have gathered more than 100 English grammar e-books from scribe website, now I am in utter confusion to decide which book to follow; I think it would be a better option to collect grammar books from school students. Formation of sentences has been quite a problem for me. The consolation dialogue which I often use is a quote of George Orwell, “Fine prose should be transparent, like a window pane”. I manipulated the meaning of the mentioned line according to my need.

10. During EEE self introduction I was asked which marriage do I prefer. I replied love marriage imagining that people would consider me as a brave and daring person. But whenever I think of love, the sad plight of bala being chased by a mob with lethal weapons while trying to flee appears as a sudden flash.

11. I like guys without mustache and consider them to be more humble and gentle. I hate people having large whiskers and beard implying that they are more dominant and arrogant. I have planned not to have mustache and beard except during unavoidable circumstances.

12. I was dumbstruck when a girl asked my mobile number. (Actually I didn’t possess a cell phone during that time) I explained that I didn’t have a mobile and managed the situation by providing the mobile number of my mom. However she never called.

13.I am an introvert, I feel comfortable when conversing with one or two persons, but when it comes as a group I keep mum most of the times. At times I’m introspective and reticent.

14. I rarely watch new movies bcoz it is impossible to tolerate the violence and vainglory dialogues of the present day heroes. My favorite heroes are kamal Hassan, Sir Roger Moore (According to me, He is the most gorgeous man ever) and Ajith Kumar. I have strong dislike for films like ParuthiVeeran, Vettaiyadu vilayadu, virumandi etc. I love films having a saccharine finish. I have prepared a list of movies which I like to see in the future like Unnaala Unnaala, Vaarnam Aayiram, and Slumdog Millionaire etc. Watching movies in theatre is fantastic but before I could take a decision, films are removed from the silver screen quickly. Jaya Max, Isaiaruvi, CNN IBN, ESPN, CN are my favorite channels.

15. I have great fear for canines (even Emperor Napoleon was scared of dogs) and snakes. Many days my sleep is haunted with nightmares like being chased and bitten by stray dogs. Occasionally dreams involving cobras with flaring hoods trying to harm me also appears.

16. There were two sects of ancient Hinduism i.e. Saivam (worship of Lord Siva) and Vaishnavam (worship of Lord Vishnu). Nowadays people don’t take these kinds of divisions seriously as they visit all temples. Yet I prefer adoring Lord Vishnu considering him the All-pervading entity. The pacifying statue of Christ the Redeemer (Rio de Janeiro) has also impressed me to a greater extent.

17. Travelling gives immense enjoyment and I admit that I make important decisions during travel time. I never wish to miss the waterfalls of Courtallam during season. I am an ardent fan of bus transport; it is a pleasure to make a journey with newly introduced city buses.

18. Anil kumble, Michael Schumacher, Kimi Raikkonen, George Bush, Jairam Ramesh, Abraham Lincoln, Napoleon Bonaparte, Sourav Ganguly, kannadhasan, M.G.Ramachandran, Mother Teresa, Adam Gilchrist, Roger Federer, Simon Taufel, Mary Elizabeth Winsted, Rajdeep Sardesai; these are some of the persons I admire the most. I did waste energy by vehemently disagreeing often when someone criticizes my favorite celebrity. For example if a person slams Roger Federer and if he happens to be the fan of Rafael Nadal, then altercation is certain. Nowadays I have given up arguing, stopped revealing my passion and transformed myself to a moderate.

19. Formula 1 and Cricket are my favorite sports. I played Cricket along with neighborhood pals. I never mustered the courage of taking part in games competition. Long back during pongal celebration competitions, I participated in sack race and completed second but was disqualified for deploying sack with holes. But in the future I like to participate in the Indian version of bull fight i.e. jallikattu, so that my muscle power will be revealed to the world.

I feel exhausted, so let me take the comments as a conclusion to this post; Bye-Bye.

For the sake of publishing......................

There might be two reasons which prevents people from writing diary,
1) The threat of others knowing one’s intimacy.
2) Lack of having occurrences significant enough to be mentioned in the diary.

There is a doubt over which category I would find a place. Nevertheless I have become infamous for starting a venture and getting it shelved straight away. The practice of jotting down a diary has become a testimony for the aforementioned statement. For the past many years, I used to scribble something during the first week of January like the resolutions (e.g. to wake up early in the morning, getting rid of lethargy…..) to be adopted during the contemporary year. Resolutions will be forgotten instantly and diary would serve as a rough note for performing mathematical calculations after few days. It has been more than 50 days since I have published my last post. I don’t desire my blog to become a second proof to the above said description. Information regarding Cattle Rearing was supposed to be my next post for which I did collect crucial data; alas the piece of paper was misplaced.
I think it could be the act of some miscreants who in malicious intention of me have purposefully stolen it for the fear of bala evolving as a stiff competitor to their business. It is common for parents to scold their kids and deem them fit only to rear buffaloes. Cattle Raising is not as easy as it seems to be especially when a person desires to earn profit. Investment is not a matter, painstaking labors alone counts. If someone treats cow analogous to an infant, surely they could make a good fortune out of it. The average income from a cow after reducing the expenditures of fodder, oilcake etc is around Rs.2000 per month; however it can be increased to Rs.5000 per month by planning to harness effectively the potential sources of income. For example a ton of cow dung provides just Rs.1000 but when it is reacted upon by a kind of bacteria becomes a valuable fertilizer yielding Rs.5000 per ton. I dreamed of possessing 50 cows and eventually nurtured the thoughts of getting wed with the daughter of chieftain (!??) but people say that bala would end up in marrying a girl who is either SSLC pass or +2 fail (It appears that people have turned green with envy these days). I have planned to collect the statistics once again so that it could help me to publish a column in the near future. The following paragraph is a general picture of the Indo- U.S. relationship.

It took more than three years to pass the legislation of nuclear deal in the parliament ever since the facets of the pact were proposed by the U.S. President and P.M. of India during a press conference. The deal was predicted to face intense disagreement from both the American Senate and Nuclear Suppliers Group (N.S.G.); however it faced more resistance within our country. The government survived a no confidence motion by a slender margin, but now that the UPA has been provided with a mandate to rule the country for the second term, the fate of the deal lies in the hands of Obama’s administration. “Mr. Bush, you are loved by the people of India”. These were the controversial words uttered by Dr.Manmohan Singh during his latest visit to Unites States. George Bush was the most favorable president ever for India, a fact people can hardly deny, only few knew the tremendous influence he wielded when N.S.G. took the case of offering a special status to India among the non signatories of Nuclear Nonproliferation Treaty. (India was recognized as a Nuclear power and 35 years of Nuclear Apartheid ended).Obama appears to have a policy exact opposite to that of Mr. Bush. With the Indian government keen to have U.S. as a strategic partner, Obama is yet to make any momentous measures in terms of India’s context. Let us hope at least for the relaxation of rules in granting visas to Indian professionals once the economic crisis is disentangled. Pakistan has the world’s seventh largest army in the world, thanks to the billion dollars aid offered by U.S., most of which is spent to arm against India and also to propagate cross border terrorism. Presidents from Democratic Party have always been unsympathetic towards India, they prefer closer ties with China and Pakistan, and I believe Obama’s administration will not be an exception.


Whenever my parents receive a post from college, they would not open it, as they had enough…… by viewing those horrible internal marks on numerous occasions. So my mom gave me the envelope addressed from the college. Since I had my university exams completed on May 9, I thought that the message would be from Mercantile Bank indicating my balance money and also intimating me to arrive there to collect it. After eagerly removing the outer cover, I was shocked to notice the mark sheet of the third internal test which we wrote during the first week of April. I don’t know what could be the purpose of sending the score after a span of 6 weeks. There is no limit to the sincerity of the folks working in Mepco. Never mind about the marks scored, as usual it was a sad story.

I believe persons who have read this post till this line should have undergone a series of yawn but still there is lot more to come in the future like a column under the title “A tale of Dog and Beggar” in which I would share a happenstance with a Stray dog and also an incident involving a vagabond. Lettering down my version of Mepco experience is also in cards, until then bye-bye.

school life

This is a post which would serve as a memoirs of my school life.

Standard LKG:
Refrigerators are a rarity those days and the most sought after thing is a piece of ice cube. I studied in a government school where the medium of instruction is Tamil.There was an ice company situated within the vicinity of the school and during evening they used to dump baggy ice cubes. In spite of fierce rivalry, We always collected a considerable quantity of ice (team work).

Standard UKG:
My family shifted to tirunelveli so I was admitted in Rosemary matric school. I learned all the alphabets of English only in UKG and became a laughing stock for frequently calling the tutor as "Teacher"( instead of miss or madam).

Standard I:
Received a 50 paise caramilk as a token of appreciation for scoring first rank in half yearly ( this was also the last first rank in my academic career).

Standard II:
Thrashed by the class teacher for quarrelling with a girl (Actually she provoked and had a upper hand however she cried).

Standard III:
Scored 30 out of 100 in mathematics. This was the first failure in my scholastic vocation, resulted in the beginning of an era which exists till now.

Standard IV:
Cartoon Network entered my life and I became a die hard fan of Hanna Barbera animations (William Hanna and Joseph Barbera). I also daydreamed of being the sixth member of the Mystery Machine (Scooby Doo's wagon).

Standard V:
feeling shy to reveal the happenings of fifth standard.

Standard VI:
My mom received a feedback from the staff describing me as mischievous and naughty guy.( i dunno why, they could have a presumed so ,thanks to my face cut) Nevertheless full credit goes to my dad who made this incident memorable by showering praise(?!!!!!) upon me.

Standard VII:
Secured a win for first time in a general quiz competition.

Standard VIII:
Caught red handed for attempting to copy from the neighbour during midterm test and was lucky enough to escape punishment.(Unfortunately the friend who helped me failed ). Later the staff advised me to get rid of this habit.(He also said "It requires talent and technique to indulge in such kind of activities which I feel you didn't possess").

Standard IX & X:
Nothing exceptional however frequently irritated for maintaining a low academic profile.

Standard XI:
Fractured the left arm while playing football. ( A dark day in the football history of India). I did not attend the classes for a period of two weeks, so the occurrence was a "Blessing in Disguise".

Standard XII:
Suspended for a period of half day for not meeting the deadline of record work.

There are many more incidents of mighty deeds but I felt that it is enough to mention few of them.
I believe that my next post will be some stuff related to "Cattle Rearing".

Warren Buffet

Recently i came across a power point presentation about Warren Buffet( the second richest person in the world according to Forbes list of billionaires).It was really impressive, so i decided to write it down in the blog.

A succinct intro of Warren Buffet(Source-Wikipedia):

Warren Edward Buffet(born August 30,1930 in Omaha,Nebraska,U.S) is an American investor,businessman and philanthropist.He is one of the world's most successful investors and the largest shareholder and CEO of Berkshire Hathaway. He is often called the "Sage of Omaha" or "Oracle of Omaha". In 2007, he was listed among TIME's 100 Most Influential persons in the world.

Some of the appealing aspects of his life are
*) He donated $31 billion to charity( 1,51,000 crore rupees or Rs1,50,00,00,00,000).

*) He procured the first share of his life at the age of 11 and he now regrets that he has started too late.

*) He bought a small farm at the age of 14 with savings from delivering newspapers.

*) He still lives in the same small 3-bedroom house in midtown Omaha, that he bought after he married 50 years ago. He says that he has everything he needs in that house. His house doesn't has a wall or fence.

*) He drives his car and doesn't have a security people around him.

*) His company, Berkshire Hathaway, owns 63 companies. He writes only one letter each year to CEO's of these companies delivering the goals for the year. He never holds meetings or calls them on a regular basis.

*) He has given his CEO's only two rules
Rule No:1
Do not lose any of Ur share holders' money.
Rule No:2
Do not forget rule no 1.

*) He avoids socializing with high society crowd. His pastime after he gets home is to make himself some popcorn and watch television.

*) Warren Buffet does not carry a mobile, nor has a computer on his desk.

*) He never travels by private jet, although he owns the world's largest private jet company.

*) Bill Gates, World's richest man met him for the first time only five years ago. Bill Gates did not think he had anything common with Warren Buffet, So he scheduled his meeting only for 30 minutes. But when Gates met him, the meeting lasted for ten hours and Gates became a devotee of Warren Buffet.

His advice to young people:
*) Stay away from Credit cards and Bank loans.

*) Live life as simple as you are.

*) Don't do what others say, just listen them, but do what you feel good.

*) Don't go on brand name, prefer things which makes you feel comfortable.

*) Don't waste Ur money on unnecessary stuffs. Just spend on them if it is indispensable.

*) After all its Ur life then why give chance to others to rule ur life.

"The Happiest people do not necessarily have the BEST of all. They simply appreciate what they find on their way".

Friendship!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For the past few months i had been considering the option of starting a blog,but more often reminded of the fact that it is still a long way(experience & language) before i could really propel it.But i yielded to temptation that is why i am here.Then I was really in confusion regarding how to begin with and finally decided to give a brief note about the so called friendship.



I did my schooling in tirunelveli.(first in Rosemary matric school till standard V and the latter part in Jayendra Swamigal School) . I am on the verge of finishing my college life at MSEC.


Those unforgettable and glorious days with not even a trace of sorrow,worry,anger,hate,greed and jealousy but filled with childish enthusiasm.Life was nothing but a dream.The rationale was that friends in school life came without any expectations and they didn't explore the benefits which would arise if they joined hands with us.

But in college life the meaning of friendship is entirely different. These are the qualifications required to form a gang of friends.

1)blindly support Ur friend even if he is leading to the path of destruction.

2)must be generous in flattery and conservative in criticism(even if it is inevitable).

3) must not only study well but should be well versed in arguments.

4)must be strong in peter(English) and also have as many friends in the opposite side as many people may come to sign a barter(friendship) with a confidence that u will introduce them.

5)Should not take things in emotional point of view( need not go for a management course bcoz in the course of time u would acquire the qualities of a shrewd business man).

6)Always have a self centric approach.Don't be innocent as people may give lime water to drink in the guise of milk and never worry about the feelings of others with a implication that u
have to shed Ur feelings first.

if u don't have at least few of these traits u are likely to be isolated or neglected.You would be termed either as a person of 1980s or a cynic.

This is my conviction after closely watching many people throughout this college life.The main motive which made me to make this harsh statement is the traumatic events which had happened during past few days.My observation may be quite wrong but i would like to take an excuse under the label "Freedom Of Speech" and I emphasize that no one is there to be blamed as only a person's attitude makes him to feel happy or sorrow throughout his life.If some one believes that my statement is correct at least from now onwards try to be faithful to relationships.Please spend more time with family members as they are our everlasting well wishers and put efforts to make them feel happy.Teamwork is important but only individuals have stood in history.

I am sure that my next post will not disseminate bitter feelings.thanks for Ur patience.
goodbye.