Friday, September 19, 2008

Yaar Adutha Prabhudeva?

Another lousy program from the stable of Vijay TV....

There was one character yesterday, who flew in from London all the way to make it big in the Cinema world. Dancer/Master Sridhar rejects him saying that this is not a platform to aim that, you just dance. There is no point in it. The extra dancer Prabhudeva those days, thanks to his Father Sundaram's connections...made it to becoming an equal hero with Kamal in Kadhala, Kadhala. Look who is talking?

I felt sad for one participant Gaurav (I am announcing a Rs 1000/- award for him, he can mail me with details to collect it), who was kindled to be a "reject" by his friends... mishap on the stage (I wish to see the Youtube of it) wrong song recorded for his performance, he was dancing and asking for the song to be changed... laughed to the core. I dotn know why he was rejected.

Gautham was doing a good job, and he was rejecting left and right, so the program producer - recused him?

BTW, why is Chaya Singh chosen as a judge. I doubt she knows dance....only dubbankuthu ... manmadha raasa song... (one film wonder)

I hate Airtel Super Singer program

I can see 2 characters, plugging in their wishful participants.... without taking consideration of the total ability. Dubba judges.

That PSG Girl (partiality? No) was good. But they were hell bent on finding fault...

Also giving the coin for a reco candidate and selecting in the last 20 (I know for sure, she is a reco, as I know the producer of that show)....

Well I wish I had the money to help those interesting singers (aspirants) to make it big - once chance. A la Boyz.

That program doesn't need one anchor at all. Lousy!

நண்பர் ரமேஷ் எழுத்துக்கள்

இப்போதெல்லாம் நண்பர் ரமேஷ், தூள் கிளப்புகிறார். கலீல் கிப்ரான், கவிதை என்று. அவரது அமெரிக்க அனுபவங்கள் அருமை. வாழ்த்துக்கள்.

இங்கே படித்து ஆனந்தப்படுங்கள். பதிவுபோதை.

(இவர் 1989 இல் இருந்து தான் தமிழ் படிக்க ஆரம்பித்து முயற்சி செய்கிறார். வாரம் இரண்டு முறையாவது கதை, கட்டுரை, ஜோதிடம் பற்றி விவாதிக்க நாங்கள் குழு கூடுவோம்.)

About Ernest Hemingway....

Writer Pa. Raghavan has written a very good article in Tamil...

நன்றி, திரு. ஹெமிங்வே!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Zimbabwe and inflation

Do you know the current inflation rate of Zimbabwe?

11.2 million%.... just wondering how our Political Parties would function there... for a few percent hike, they cry up and down...

A loaf of bread is 3.2 trillion (old) Zimbabwe dollars. Now they knocked off, 10 zeros. So it is 350 Z Dollars.

IMF is yet to set foot, till the Political turmoil sets in.

Hoping for the best to them.

Delay in venture!!

As you all know, I have stated the venture recently...

Now there is hiccup with the VC coming with funds. Some slight delay...

I am looking for free space with developers (to be paid later) for to bring in a quick prototype.

If anyone has bench strength and wants valuable experience for their staff, please contact me!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Byron’s ‘Darkness’

Byron’s ‘Darkness’

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came, and went and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this desolation; and all hearts
Were chill’d into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires - and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other’s face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain’d;
Forest were set on fire but hour by hour
They fell and faded and the crackling trunks
Extinguish’d with a crash and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash’d their teeth and howl’d: the wild birds shriek’d,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremolous; and vipers crawl’d
And twined themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless, they were slain for food:
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again; a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought and that was death,
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devoured,
Even dogs assail’d their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corpse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish’d men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answered not with a caress, he died.
The crowd was famish’d by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive, And they were enemies;
They met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap’d a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath

Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Wich was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and
Each other’s aspects. saw, and shriek’d, and died, beheld
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless,
A lump of death, a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes, and ocean stood still,
And nothing stirred within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropp’d
They slept on the abyss without a surge
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon their mistress had expired before;
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish’d; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them. She was the universe.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008


நமீதா என்பவர் யார்? புரியலே! வாழ்க அவர் புகழ்.

இங்கே படிச்சு புரிஞ்சா

ஒரு விஷயம் - எழுத்துலக மச்சான்ஸ் எல்லாம் இப்போ பயமா எழுதுவாங்க. (பகடிவதை)

World's smallest Teddy bear!

Fourth Quadrant...

Interesting link... makes one wonder, how all we can track things.

Friends and Help!

Recently I approached a friend in Canada for a possible investment in my new venture, who was referred by another friend (the Canadian friend's sort of Guru and listens to him).....

Obviously they are all Indians.

Now what best the person can do? He has to be sincere first of all....

He can try to get the necessary contacts and pass it on. That helps.

The help should not be a show off item, to show that he is helping someone (senior in experience is another matter)... but the willingness to help out is the key thing. Only on success something in return as reward can be done, isnt it?

See the trap? If not helped he gets hit by his other friend, but there is no conviction to help out. Lethargy, conniving regulations....

If I were in his place, I will for sure, make the best possible attempt to get the help my friends friend need. Let me see what happens next.

Recently an ex colleague and a friend called and spoke to me. He was fired from the organization for showing dissent to the management. I had taken special interest in providing him the job and the needed help in whatever way.... That apart, he was in the wrong job... never interested, showed from the sincerity he showed. Never turned up before 11 AM and left like 7 PM, did not work in private firms. Now he has moved to another job, that seems to fit the bill. Now that he is in a new job, calls and brags about it, just 2 weeks into it, after a 6 months haitus. Good luck to him!

Monday, September 15, 2008


அழைக்காதே நினைக்காதே
அவைதனிலே என்னை ஏ ராஜா
ஆருயிரே மறவேன்...

அழைக்காதே நினைக்காதே
அவைதனிலே என்னை ஏ ராஜா
ஆருயிரே மறவேன்...

எழில்தரும் ஜோதி மறந்திடுவேனோ ?
இதமதில் நானே இருந்திடுவேனா ?
எனை மறந்தாடிட சமயமிதானா ?
எனை மறந்தாடிட சமயமிதானா ?
கனிந்திடும் எந்நாளுமே கண்ணானயென் ராஜா
கனிந்திடும் எந்நாளுமே கண்ணானயென் ராஜா

காதலினாலே கானத்தினாலே
காதலனே என்னை சபையின் முன்னாலே
சோதனையாகவே நீயழைத்தாயே
சோதனையாகவே நீயழைத்தாயே
கனிந்திடும் எந்நாளுமே கண்ணானயென் ராஜா
கனிந்திடும் எந்நாளுமே கண்ணானயென் ராஜா

அவைதனிலே என்னை ஏ ராஜா
ஆருயிரே மறவேன்...

படம் : மணாளனே மங்கையின் பாக்கியம்
பாடல் : சுசீலா
எழுதியவர் : ராமையா தாஸ்
இசை: ஆதி நாரயண ராவ்

Condom vending machines at Call centers.

Koffee with Anu - Dhanam and Team (Sept 13th, 2008)

This was a different film, as I have always felt, the theme that affect the society should be told in the media.
Jeeva was the Cameraman, and I understand from reviews, the work is superb.
The whole team, Sangeetha, MS Bhaskar, Rajkumar (director/actor), Director Siva and the producer.... reasonable attempt to plug a controversial topic movie.
MS Bhaskar was wonderful, telling about protecting a girl in the set.....
Anu, is improving. (but I dont like the dressing sense, may be that's how Vijay TV asks to?)

Executive Warfare

Executive Warfare

This book is one of the books that are martial arts and indirect martial arts related.

I saw on the site - a web site about the a new book title "Executive Warfare: Pick Your Battles and Live to Get Promoted Another Day"

Here is a sample from chapter 1 -