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I have always observed that each of my day is different. Not because of the different types of task I have but it is related to my attitude. Attitude determines how our day is going to be every time. I am a morning person or more to say, I perform better if I wake up early and sharpen my mind with right thoughts. If I am late to bed the previous night and wake up late, I do not get the time to sit and think on various things I need to do and time to read a book or listen to a talk. I am working from my home for last 2 years now. In fact, I did that few years back too. Having an home office is a blessing and a curse. It is a curse if you do not understand and turn the weakness to your advantage. I work a lot on computers. This means I am have physical activities and less interaction with people face to face. I can sit in bed and work and in my pajamas. No one knows who I am and how I look like. My parents and  friends I know have gone to office to work. I had worked in office s...

I work up early today with lot of thoughts in me. With no intention to sleep again, I was lying down in bed thinking about something. After a coffee and overview of morning paper here (I never like that), I was roaming around the house. My aunt told me about Sangy Tank nearby, a good place for a walk. With no intention to walk today, I told her I will go and check that place. It is 5 mins walk from my aunt's home. Lots of trees here in Bangalore. Sangy Tank is a water reservoir with lots of trees surrounding it. I was attracted by the sight of the place and I am very sure about lot of people going around the side path of the reservoir.

I am not willing to agree that I do not have anything to write at this moment. When I saw my posts in the blogger there are are many more in draft that I never completed and published. I hope this gets published. What should I write about today is the next question. Why not I write about 'why I write in a blog and never publish'. nope. It is not something useful. I can write about something else. time goes on .. still thinking ... I am eager to publish this post at least after a long time .. OK.. I am publishing this post for blog sake... I am a blogger too .. again ! ... 

திருவந்தாதி 1 வையம் தகளியா வார்கடலே நெய்யாக, வெய்ய கதிரோன் விளக்காக, - செய்ய சுடராழி யானடிக்கே சூட்டினேஞ்சொன் மாலை, இடராழி நீங்குகவே என்று. ##############

Morning. Near my home.

My old school friend remind me about magic thatha and I started to rewind back my school days. My thatha (gandpa) used to drop me at school everyday his his Made in England cycle. I used to sit in a specially made seat next to handlebar. My school is 10 mins away from my home in cycle. As I do not write notes properly, he used to come to school and write notes from my classmates notebook for me and I will be playing at that time. Well, he started to become student again because of me. He takes down all the notes so that I can read them and pass the exams. He was so optimistic I suppose. My classmate from whom grandpa used to copy the notes, told my class teacher about this in some class and everyone laughed at me. I did not bother much even after that. He is very popular in school and known as magic thatha. Made in England cycle stops daily in nearby tender coconut shop daily and he says the cycle will not move without buying coconut for me. Funny. I am his pet and never s...

Cricketers are not always in form and score good runs. Even Sachin is a master of the cricket but he failed in some matchs with single digit score. I too fall into that category. I never scored good always and was had ups and down. It happens in cricket and also in my ... mark sheet. I came running home to tell my Mom that I got 80/100 in Tamil exam in the first mid-term test. That was happy moment at home. I thought I will never go out of form. Next day, I got my science marks. It is 32/100. Pass mark is 40/100. Gone. I did not get the rank that time as well. I am not weak in one subject but in all of them especially English. I never knew the grammar till I took French as my second language at my 9th grade instead of continuing Tamil. They taught us the basic grammar lessons in French and the English counterpart. I was lucky enough to understand and learn both together. Well, why did I go out of Tamil? It is my mother tongue and father is a Tamil writer. Maybe, I wanted to pass atle...

My school was a place of many sports and games but limited to a level. One day I choose to play vollyball after my school and I had a cycle so I can go home anytime I wanted to. School ground is few meters away from my main school building. When I went there, there is a big crowd waiting to play vollyball... So many students waiting to play vollyball ? I do not know to play vollyball and not sure of the rules. I just like that decided to play it because ... okay fine .. playing ... My school ends at 4:15 and usually be at home in 30 mins after a chit chat outside my school with few known friends of mine. That day I was in the ground instead waiting to play vollyball. Another classmate of mine was there as well. He regularly comes to play, I mean watch the game. He never played any real game till now. He laughed at me telling 'Do you think, you are going to play today? Look, we are before you waiting for months already'. Seriously ?? Okay. I waited for long time and after sunset...

I went to see sunrise on a Saturday morning. As usual, it is race against time. Reason is we started late from home. But good thing is we won. Here are some of the clicks made from my normal camera.

I remeber one incident when my father had Lampy scooter and we went to an ice cream shop. I was excited to have mango flavour icecream in stick (sorry, dont know what it is called). I did not complete that fully and was sick immediately having that for few days. It was one of horrible fever days I had. I never had ice cream again. I cannot express why I cannot have though. I tried to have it few times but did not like the taste and mentally not prepared. Never knew if I will have it again. Maybe, yes.

I would like to keep this blog short. I suppose I could write these things. River Yamuna is virtually not useful. We visited the holy river in our journey to Delhi and nearby places and went to a boat ride. No one knew Hindi much but can understand and talk a little. My father ranked last in that. He wanted to ask the boat man a question and this was his sentence. ' Yamuna ka mixing sakadai ?' This means 'does Yamuna mixed with drainage?' By the way even I cant translate them to Hindi. No language is needed to tell the fate of Yamuna.

## கொத்தமல்லி வாசம் வீட்டுக்குள்ள வீசும் சாம்பார் சாதம் எட்டு ஊருக்கு தாங்கும் ## பச்சை மிளகாயும் காரம், மிளகாய் சட்னியும் காரம் தேன தொட்டு துன்னு பாரு காரம் கொஞ்சம் கம்மியாருக்கும் ## பழைய சோறு, உப்பு, மிளகாய், வெங்காயம் சேத்து துன்னு பாரு pizza, burger மறந்து போகும் அப்புறம் என்கிட்டே complain பண்ணாத ## நாங்கலாம் என்னிக்கும் local coke, pepsi குடிக்கமாடோம் ## உண்ணும் நறைய எழுதலாம்னு நெனச்சா பேனா எதுவும் ஏழுத இல்ல அப்புடிய ஒரு பென்சில் தென்பட ஏழுத நெனச்சுது மறந்து போச்சு ## உங்களது கிறுக்கல்களை comment இல் சேர்க்க

My home in Madras was my grandfather's. I could say my home is 'open house'. Anyone looking the house from outside can tell how many doors and windows the house have. It is a two floor house with an open passage in between and rooms on the either side. The staircase to the first floor 2 rooms is outside. If my mother was asked to manage the house, she will be having 9 to 10 keys with her. Not the locker keys but the door keys. That is not the case. My grandfather is the 'key man' and he kept the keys near the window which anyone can take. I am not going to tell more on this, my actual story is below. My story goes back to 4th or 5 th standard. One of the doors in the house lead to 'dinning hall' because it had the dinning table. This is a place where I put all my books around and do my home work. What is that home work. I never understood anything. I was asked to copy whatever is there in the book to my note. Actually, I was writing a new book. My sister is ...

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Few chess men. Where is my INR ???????

my roomie woke me with his huge shouts and laughs. And today, it is different reason though. Sachin is nearing his 200 runs in ODI. I remember 194 of Anwar in my home town ground. Sachin was in his 180s at the time I came to watch the match in my laptop. As usual, Indian crowds were excited and waiting for his 200. Flawless game by the master blaster. Dhoni's shots did not get much applause as he was hitting 4's and 6's instead of single to give Sachin his chance to hit 200. 200 dragged till last over just like Indian team's. After that last two balls, Sachin did not run. He is exhausted. Never mind. No one will blame him. 50% of 401 is from him. Sure, he will continue fill our history books further with amazing records. Anyways, coming to other part, I made my cricket debut finally last Saturday. Though this is a gully cricket, it is small step forward. Cricket is my passion, my love, my life ... and ... !! ok fine. Everyone has to field as there were shot of 11 peopl...