Shhhhh......I am reading

Jun 25..
Writing blogs (occasionally. frequently is not possible because I get engaged with my laziness) which noone reads...still you keep reading your own writings...keep improving...keep adding...thinking what to write next and trying to pen it against all your laziness(what lot of courage!!!), you can figure it to be hard, but, not that hard, I guess so atleast, when you are having a passion to do it, still passion needs energy n enthusiasm, one of my own way of boosting up my spirit is- I go in random search of blogs, with interesting characters, moods, way of life, thinking and interesting preferably and who all thinks life is beautiful mainly I try to read blogs who share my interest and thoughts, who are more like me or more than me, learning-a continuous process, it had been. Don’t trust me but still try to atleast know how it feels to know there are really lots n lots of people around in this world like you and will give you different views n energy….
This morning I went around in same way with no other work to do (as in my last post.it is not last, it is last before as the meeting post got preference before I completed this), found one interesting character or writing (writing explains their character, I think, so let me settle with the word character) and no doubt it was a gal too, so adds spiciness, no flirting muthu, yes, point taken, so yes, there was this character, I don’t know if I can use her name, so let me call her as hmmm… some xyz…not some xyz.. just xyz.. ok? This just xyz(;-) oh my god muthu, stop it, her name is: xyz.ok?ok) is senior to me in this blog world, she had been writing from the time when I would not have even heard of the word called ‘blog’ in my part of world, it was a complete alien subject to me, so reading all her 311 posts in one go was not possible with her beautiful mother tongue n our national language occupying a portion, which I am poor or terrible at.
So I started with this month’s post first then found it to be interesting as she was retiring from that part of the blogging world, I think got her reason, but might have rightly got it, but still, one thing was clear is, she was packing her bags from that part to travel to other parts of the world, even the traces of people with interesting so called character, which I found interesting, then read her first blogs and came from past towards present. I crossed 3 years in less than 2 hours( with blogs of language foreign to me, including my own national language, not included). She wrote, topics I had in my mind which I really wanted to know what others think about it, y, will it be my way?, and there it was in my way, the topics I wished, put up for discussion and people like to me to know later.
Sorry for the late question, did I tell why I am writing this blog? No. then how will you know it? oh my muthu! oh my muthu! How did you miss that part? Ok here it goes
Reason:Living these many years on this world, after meeting many people, especially female part of my species, is it true that I have not met or come across many/litle so called interesting characters with different outset of mind, where there is more than bangles, sarees, salwars, sandals, nail polish, makeup kit, cribbing, crying, n what not, aren’t there anyone that I have met in these many years who had been outstanding from the crowd, in the way they think? The answer is a disappointing no but not a complete no as some have had bit morethan that, but that were only bits and pieces, nothing in a shape or nothing with a quest to know/explore, I have tried to induce in them and became a philosopher to them not only to them but also to my fellow beings as a whole, when I tell something it becomes philosophy to them, for example, other day my friend asked what is love, I told ‘it is just a word, every language has a words to express the thoughts in our mind but imagine how you can translate everything into words which people understand? is it possible, as far as I know are experienced it can’t be, for me everything that a language has is a word not more than that, it just your mind which gives life to that word, for someone love is divine, for some it is romance, for some it is only sex, for some it remains boring, it is all how you define it and feel it, how your hand prints are unique, similarly your thoughts about each emotion are unique, you might have a pattern or little matches but not completely same that is the reason there had been quarrels, wars n fights on all topics even after we have all sorts of languages in this world’ there I become philoshper this way telling there is no meaning at all for anything and the real meaning will end within you. That is the real reason, that I was impressed with the way this blog was shaped, but who knows, maybe, this xyz might also have the above mentioned things in mind, but as of assumptions, with just the writings in front of me were a person’s thought has taken shape she should be of the kind I have told,or I would like to keep my meaning to this as this and no imposing it on anyone. I was not able to comment for all her posts in one go and also dint want to fill her blog with my comments, so decided to write in my space, as it is my experience, my quest to know people of my genre and found yet another person.
Time to work….
June 26,
..contdI read some more part of the year 2008 and found xyz likes travel, and yet another reason to get interested to read. Have you ever imagined smaller things in life gives more pleasure than the the big ones which people tell, like getting a half bitten coffebite from ur sis/bro, one small peck from infants by their own will when u don’t expect, grandfather getting a small dairymilk without fail each time he goes out, just to know there are people with same interests, and some parts of gossips too ;-), these are small moments that make up our life beautiful, one such thing is travel, it gives you a million ideas in mind, and shows you other peoples with same millions filled and most of the millions narrow down to a blank space. When talking about public transport in her blog I came across a statistic, which tells 70% of people use public transport in India and the rest 30% people occupy 60% of the traffic and cause the pollution, demand for fuel, n hike in fuel prices which is affordable for them and finally my 70% gets the penalty for it.(too much statistics hey na?)
‘society’s sake’ what the hell people mean by this. She questioned it. I liked it. I don’t know am getting more interest to converse with this person who is eating my time with her thoughts, this is not flirting, sure, isn’t it?, yes yes, this eagerness to know more, when you are limited, but you know the answer for my wish already, it is all destiny, if am destined, I ll have a chance to converse, if not just be happy that I had an yet another my kind genre person whom I was not destined to converse with.
Polygamy, chasing sequences at ration shop, durga pooja prasadams, lonliness amidst crowd, faith, sleepless nights, best firend n story behind it, crush… likewise the list goes. I am reading them, there is lot to read, so let me stop this here, I dint of writing a blog of this shape while I started writing, but the ending is this, everything starts way and wants to end in a way but never ends the way it wanted while it started, I am also a prey for it.
Hudafus to my fellow blogger. Thanks for giving some small happiness.
Its time to work… atleast today shud do my work ok? Bye……

offical Meeting & blogging(try to multi task)

how will it be to write a blog while your are attending a client meeting in office? this was what that striked me while I am attending this meeting, so to feel it now i am writing this blog.what to write? who cares what I write, it is just that i want to write doing multitasking in this meeting to find my efficiancy. what if i find my efficiancy is poor?nothing.,it will not mean anything . I know that atleast.
'..what?...contact person will give the feed back...ya... thats correct..'
oh shit I am not that efficient I guess. missing lines of ASM. my teammate is not telling what they are talking about me. what the hell shud I reply without knowing why they are talking about me? shit....this is stupidity....
'..it is just that you are taking data like that itself to enter it from the tool...oh..ya..ya'
so I dint reply.good. escaped for this time.this application I support is very interesting one, it deals with hell a lot of data that are critical and it is one application which cannot survive without problems...1 min
'...muttukumar is handling it...the implementaion date must be changed...it may take longer...'
yes they have changed my name into muttukumar here.that is the reason he is calling me like that:-( but what can just a 't' instead of 'h' do to me? lots formally, personally nothing.
'...muttukumar is handling this also...'1 min again...
'...this will be implemented before the new rollout....it is done parallele with the pririty one job...'
usually I play snake in my phone in meetings or sleep. this meeting is really good, live blogging, new concept. EOD it is that i dont listen in any meetings ;-).it is not a big crime, until i can handle things in smoother way.isnt it?
ya, bak to tell abt this application,it has great future, it touches most of all the fields data management is reqquired in one or the other way, research is were it plays big role especially.there are very few experts when compared to the requirement and future projections, but still I dont want to specialize in it or excel in it to become a pro.that is the true reason I am like this, it can be done, but no heart to purse it, y to? when ur heart is not here.
'...muttukumar is handling it..wwhat is the status...'
'..ya..i recieved a mail..change is still neede...waiting for the mail from business...once i get i will work on it...'
what are they talking about. i am completely lost. but answering with some correlations to maintain that i am attending the meeting and know completely what they are talking baout.noclue is not the point how i maintain is the point...
'''bye everyone...have good day..'
'...bye all...'
yes the meeting is oover n my blog shud get over her coz in another 10 mins i must catch my cab for which i have to walk half a kilometer.

so bye.
have goodnight.;-)

Vett(r)i endru oru vazhkai...

Here I am sitting just like that, not without any work, but feeling not to work, why? There is no connection to my client network, which, inturn means I can’t work for the client. Is it really true that I can’t work with no connection? No, hmm… yes,partially no. I can do many work, so that my manager will be happy, inturn, his manager, inturn, many other managers, finally my client last but not least my employer. I can make these many people happy, just by filling some excels and words, how simple ways to make people happy and also people sad! but will I be happy? No, it is a goddamn NO. Then why do it? Just for others? what us? when you are not happy? Isn’t it right? Yes, one affirmative answer finally, the question should be in such a way you get affirmative answer, isn’t it?
Side by side I am playing circle the cat, good game you can try, the link is, http://www3.telus.net/public/a7a55952/games.htm. There are many games here. Play circle the cat, this is the first of all the games that I have started to play in this link.
Isn’t it nice to feel that you are playing during your office hours, eventhough there are lots of work, that too critical, which will make you shine, no need, why to do, why to shine, this is good. Isn’t it? Yes...yes yes… I know a female who would be more than happy to tell these yes’s maybe more than yes’s one big laugh which would…..,sorry no romance here, strictly within us, if by chance she reads this, which ofcourse she might not do which I know for sure, till hopes is what makes me mention it, she will be surely knowing it can’t be anyone other than me to do such thing. Hi to her alone…. Oh am sorry, I dint even greet you people from the beginning of this, that too writing after soooo looooong, I must not be pardoned but still it can be done. HI, this one is for you all and not for her.
What am I writing here? Why did I start this, where? Oh my god oh my god I am just writing. That makes me feel good. I am talking to the virtuals. With only one reader who knows are cares to read this, as of now, but sure there is time to come during which there will be people to read and think, till then… never mind I will keep writing something or the other.
Now actually I feel like writing about my guzarish. So bye. Let me dream now….