be GOD..
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The barber didn’t believe in the existence of god. “why do u say that” asked the customer. “well..if u step outside the shop..onto the street..there are so many abandoned children.. so many sick people wouldn’t die..”the customer taught momentarily , and decided
not to get into an argument.. “let him finish his work.otherwise the barber would try his new skills on my head..alert.. “
after the work was over, the customer paid and left the shop.As he walked down the street,he saw a man with long robes,stringy n dirty hair,his untrimmed beard reached his chest. suddenly a ray of light seemed to have strike the customer. he turned back and went to the barber again..
he said,” u know what??barbers don’t exist.. .”surprised by this statement,barber replied..”I’m a barber.I just worked on you..”"then there should be no man with long hair and untrimmed beard like this one.”,exclaimed the customer.
“This happens only if people don’t approach me”replied barber. the customer reaffirmed that:” people don’t go to him and look to him for help.that’s why this pain and suffering on earth.”
well ll.. thats the whole point..
anyone who helps the needy is a god to them. A kind hearted,benevolent person who serves the poor is a god. Just in case if the TAJ MAHAL,the symbol of love is no more .. will the people stop loving each other???God is in people who do good to others.so be good..be god…
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Tae-Kwon-Do
Posted by Vinod Sundaram as Personal
well .. ppl wud have seen the likes of Bruce Lee,Jackie Chan. I got my interest in them after seeing movies. I guess i was in 3rd standard , still in primary level .. their stunts,their ability to protect themselves. This attracted me more than anything else,but at the beginning didn’t know dat i wud reach a level as on nov 2001..

for ppl who dunno abt Tae-Kwon-Do
Tae -> means foot or the art of kicking..
Kwon-> means wrist or the art of punching ..
do -> means the art or way..
so here it is..
TaeKwonDo is the art of using ur foot and fist ..
It started of with the white belt,by ex officio the first one . Since started at an early age, it was easy to get on with exercises and the body flexibility was there. One reaps wat he sows. Hard Work my first lesson. Soon my stature as a martial art student began rise.. White ,yellow,orange,green,blue,purple,brown II ,brown I, Black DAN I.. As the level increased the complexity also increased gradually with the introduction of kicks, kattas. Every belt exam was tested on four parts namely:exercises,kattas(poomse),sparring(kyorugi),demonstrations.
Exercises really bring ur heart out.Ur physical fitness is tested.15rounds of jogging(15*400 mts) ,then all exercises forfor almost 100-150 counts!!! My god after my black belt xam, i didn’t turn up to school for 2 days due to ligament tear..mudiyale..lol..
Kattas are series of movements performed against imaginary opponents with or without weapons,in perfect textbook style.An air exhalation at a wrong count wud be wrong.
Spaaring,the fun part of taekwondo. U can take all the revenge for all things other opponents have done…fighting with opponent(s)…the best part wud be tournaments .. as u see in movies… amazing..
Demonstrations ..for all the xtras stuffs dat u get recognised for. Hand,chin,elbow,head,kick reaking bricks or tiles, using weapons like Nunchakus,sticks(aka silambu in tamil ) ,swords…U hit against the nonvital points of ur body. Otherwise , it cud prove even to be fatal…(aaall out ..).
well..wats spl on nov 2001…after 6 yrs of dedicated effort, i was elevated to the level of MASTER ..by awarding me a BLACK DAN I Belt….Also to become a qualified national level referee. Wat influence has taekwondo got on me as a person????TAEKWONDO helps me to differentiate between good n evil , and live in harmony with nature…it develops phsical n mental strength,flexibility,balance,stamina,lateral thinking,concentration,speed..it moulds u to adapt to difficult situations and see things with different perspective(vision)…
proud to be MARTIAL ARTISTE…
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Bush is Harvard graduate!!!
Posted by Jann as Uncategorized
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Finally! End to the Federer-Sampras comparisons!!
Posted by Jann as Uncategorized
The discussions usually start by stating that ‘you cant compare over generations’. True, Sampras had to face cut throat competition at his time, but fed hasnot had anyone significant in his career. It’s possible that fed’s rivals are on par with Sampras’. Statistics come into the picture now. Sampras had rivals who won seven grandslams, eight grandslams, two consecutive US open championships,etc. But that only means that Sampras was first among equals. However, federer has been so flawless since his first grand slam triumph that he has not allowed anyone near him, let alone beat him, although his rivals - who are a lot fitter than their previous generation counterparts -may be on par with Sampras’ in talents. They have just been overshadowed. But, again, ‘you cant compare two generations’ !!! so its only fitting to say that, on grass courts, either fed is as great as pete, or is only better. when all other courts are taken into consideration, fed is a far better bet, given Sampras’ woeful record in clay courts, which had prompted one fan to scream during one of his french open matches : “Pete! Better quit tennis!!”!!!
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WHEELS UNDER THE 125 MILL
Posted by vijay as Bikes, Technology
Yesterday was a hectic day. The whole day passed thinking about how to make work the small RC car I am currently building with my friend Naren. At last we decided to give a pause. I packed all the parts into a bag in the morning around 2 a.m. As usual I woke up at 9:30 and surprisingly my father who used to shout every time kept cool today. But another argument soon sprung up as I reminded him about bike that he had promised. I had wanted him to purchase a bike for me. With a lot of difficulty I had convinced him to do that. I thought I won the war, although, the real problem lied in the c.c. rating of the bike. He told he would not get me a set of wheels powered by a 150c.c mill. This is because of an illogical relation between safety and c.c. that he had assumed.That is the case with every Indian family. This connection holds well; but my point is this is not all about safety. I wish an India of 150c.c. bikes (at least). But I am in a country of misers who know to compare only the fuel efficiency and talk other economics stuff. We don’t really appreciate the ride quality and handling of the machines we use every day. Ok, now we have something to be happy about. At least all these bullshit comparison involves 125c.c bikes nowadays. But the Indian mindset made the manufacturers make these wheels unable to compete with legendary previous generation models Suzuki Max 100R, RX100 in their performance. And even worse happens here is the wrong selection of 125c.c bikes. We will now have race with the top four 125c.c bike makers Suzuki, Hero Honda, Bajaj and Yamaha.
Suzuki has really failed to produce a good successor to MAX100. The product line is not very impressive nowadays. Even a Suzuki fan would not be totally convinced with any of the models. Though all of them are powered by nice engines and have smooth gear box and a not so bad efficiency, they don’t really have the appeal to make the owner proud and all of them lack performance. They also fail to meet the efficiency requirements of the greedy Indians.
Splendor NXG is the next contender. Other than the 125c.c engine it is the same old engine that powered the original splendor. I can’t find anything great with the design too; some lipstick work by Honda has given it a suffix. Still the looks are dated and the styling uninspired. But it has got the bloody mileage. I don’t want to talk about glamour. But these two are the best for misers. But the Honda’s shine has a better overall ride than these too but has no Hero Honda logo on it that the Indians look for.
Then, our HAMARA BAJAJ comes. I must say Discover is an overall very good design and one of the very few bikes which have no big negatives. But it is succeeded by XCD, I must say. For me It is not an impressive bike at all (but for the add). But BAJAJ knows the technique and has given what a MEAN biker needs. People are brain-washed by the features, but the only nice thing is the LED lamps and the length is less making it easy for cities. The digital instrumentation is not at all tweaked and an ugly bulge on the fuel tank further spoils the already mean look. Again, there are a lot of other small futile efforts to improve its look. The key success is that a 125 gives 72. Don’t forget that they all come at the cost of performance.
Like many other people I also have a habit of saving the best for the last. Yes, I am going to talk about the great YAMAHA. But I must say this manufactures has failed to live up to the international image. But the Gladiator shows the shape of things to come. One of the things YAMAHA bikes fail to do is to give an Indian mileage. But gladiator has touched 70 marginally lower than XCD. It gives nice accurate handling, nice engine, good performance, a smooth gear box and loads of comfort and decent looks. We know YAMAHA bikes will give them always. And it comes with nice stopping power too with a set of front discs. I am not very happy that it has not touched the sales figures it deserves. People say it is pricey but remember you cannot ignore the discs in the front. For me Gladiator is the best offering in the segment though it is also the heaviest of the four.
I again come back to safety I was talking about in the beginning. It is not only speed that matters. Though Gladiator is by far the fastest, it is the safest. It has got the best stopping power. The accuracy in handling makes you drive exactly where you want to. It provides you the stability and the confidence to drive. The gear box makes your shifts effortless. In all these departments it does much better than other bikes.![]()
So if you are a miser go for the hero Honda. If you just want to be different from others go for SUZUKI. If you just want a better look than Honda and so called features and planning to ride only in small streets full of traffic and also lazy of filling tank regularly then go for XCD. If you have a passion for biking and some grey matter, you are bound to choose an all-rounder. That is none other than Gladiator.
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Frozen.
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PS: Mokkai supposedly .
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This blog phenomenon!!!!
Posted by Jann as Uncategorized
I am flabbergasted why some people flabbit us with esoteric words that are beyond the realm of homosapiens!! I really feel like flajibbling at these pretentious morons who consider themselves flakopilousis!! Please understand that these are not acts of fantobulousness!!Its pure flapdoodle!! Its not a flarex nowadays. Its just a flarginafor!!
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Emotions All over the place..!! (Credit to Aneesh..!)
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It makes me happy when…
So many things make me happy.I feel happy when i listen to A.R.R. Right now I can think about graduating, and that makes me happy. I feel happy when I get an unexpected call or scrap from someone I love. I even feel happy when anyone calls me or leaves me a message. It just means someone has probably spent maybe a minute to think about me in their busy day. Most of all, I feel happy when someone listens to me, because usually its me who is the listener.
It makes me jump for joy when…
Might be crazy, but I jump for joy when I hear about some development that has happened in the railways, especially if its at some place I am familiar with. Yeah, call me crazy. When I get drenched in the rain..I recently jumped for joy when I heard that I cleared Solid mech paper. I jumped on hearin that BCCI honoured Sachin. Like its going to make my life any easier, but I still jump.
It makes me feel hurt when…
Nothing can hurt me more than being lied to. You can steal from me, I may get over it. You could beat me up, the wounds are only physical. Lying leaves such a deep scar in me and it creates this real heavy feeling in my heart. Maybe I feel like I have been taken for a fool, or maybe I feel like I was not respected. Whatever it is, please don’t ever ever lie to me, no matter how big/small the issue.
It makes me feel sad when…
If I ever come across someone who has not been able to do something or achieve something because of the lack of money, that makes me really sad. Maybe its my strong desire to help, versus my ability to. Very few poor people become rich. The rich become richer and the poor remain where they are. Its not fair. There have been many things I have not got or not been able to do because I do not have the money. Strangely I would feel more sadder for my friend who had to miss a movie at the theater, than for a homeless person. Weird. It also makes me sad to hear about children dying, for what ever reasons. Its just not their time yet. Someone got it all wrong.
It makes me smile when….
Show me children or even pictures of children and there is no way I can hide my smile. Every kid is cute, in their own right and maybe its the innocence about them that makes me smile. Show me a clip or shot of a father playing with his kid, and that makes me smile, maybe because I am a girl. I wonder if I subconsciously think what it would be like to go back and become like them, with no worries and not a care for anything in this world. Everything taken care of for them. What a way to live, and you got to smile for that.
It makes me cry when…
I cry. Accept it, and if any of you deny that, you are not being honest. We probably see tears as a sign of weakness. I can cry when I’m lied to. I can cry if I have had a fight or misunderstanding with my friend or even a JUST someone. Movies make me cry, believe it or not. I cry the most because of a movie. I’m not really particular about a movie with a happy ending and I kind of like a sad ending. An excuse to let the tears flow in the safety of my room.
It makes me angry when…
Most of the anger is at myself. I get angry the most when I look back at a situation where I did not do what I was supposed to do. I get really angry with myself and wonder why I just did not stand up and do what I had to. Most of the times its too late to do it and I just hate myself for that.
It makes me pissed of when…
I don’t know how different this is from being angry, but I guess its one notch down. I get pissed when someone sings a song without proper timing. I get pissed when someone says they will do something and they don’t. Even if it does not really affect me. I get pissed when i dont get anything to write about.. I could go on about the things that piss me off.
It makes me feel abandoned when…
I need human contact. I need to meet people and be with someone even if I rarely speak. It drives me nuts to sit alone at home. Guess that’s why I find solace with the computer screen because sometimes that’s the best I can find now. If I don’t feel a touch from someone, I sometimes forget that I’m real.
Enough of emotions for now. I feel drained. LOL !!
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Serpentine
Posted by Brîsîngŕ : The Fire as Uncategorized
Hiss.. Hiss..
A slither, a kiss
As he crept, underneath that silver
Wind rushing, sober and over
An endless seam of leaves and light
A squeal, a swoosh, the owl took flight
And there beneath the tree, she waited
With her poise, breath bated
She shone, dark, soft, slimy
Gasped, stunned by her beauty was he
And swiftly, quickened his pace
Struck by her looks, her grace
Overcoming every leaf, every sliver
He would, wait, gasp and slither
And to end that endless wait
He stood, hood spread, at her gate
She saw, her eyes gleamed, hissed
Stoned was he, for he missed
Her sense, angst, as late he was
She turned, delved without a pause
Into their haven, below the tree
He was alone, in this hour of wee
And as unexpected would it seem
Not in thoughts, not in dream
Came from nowhere, a mighty kite
Pricked him, and took another flight
Caught in the midst of toxic love and shock
He fumbled, fret, but found no way to flock
His strength, his will, for he was blown
By this force so evil, so unknown
And as his breath slowed, as the blood drained
The wind went still, he went still, earth stained
Then she came, with forgiveness in her eyes
They turned red, boiling, spotting where he lies
Bloodshot, she fumed, her fork unstable
Sparkled her fangs, control herself, she wasn’t able
For a moment, it seemed, everything froze
And then she leapt, as her anger rose
So did the kite, and leaped down mid flight
Pecked on her, to her left, to her right
She waited for this, for she was ready
Took her moment, when the kite was unsteady
Flicked her tongue, and pierced her fangs in
Screeched into the night, paying for his sin
The kite smote her more, in all, in his rage
And tumbled to a side, concluding his age
Could not live for more, not even a moment
And she remained, mortally wound, to lament
She picked up all she was, all she could
Wished to love him more, oh how she would
Slithered down the strains, her blood dropped on his
She calmed down on him, perfecting a simple bliss
To die with him, him, whom she loved
She lay on him, all bruised, all roughed
And again as wind blew, on this night of Nov
Lay there, two long beings, bound by their love
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