Learn this word - VYAGYAANAM

"Wrong Campaigning Style..it has to be down to earth
Bad Name - Rural people wont understand the name..
Many areas uncovered - they need to make people aware of their party
No star participants - aadara maatai aadithan karakkanum - they need gimmicks
Useless Ideology - it should be more practical - needs reality"

Yeah yeah.. Lok Paritran.

These are few of the many complaints I heard / read in the few weeks that just went by. There is literally a fight going on here. Lots of arguements, in many places. Last friday a group was discussing this loud in Spoencer's Sangeetha. Even at my workplace.

Wait.. Does it make any sense, that these people (include me) start arguing about something that they have never been doing ? Whats the reason for the sudden surge ?

The youngsters whom I see arguing will not sit and write "Letters to Editor" or go to the media to express their thoughts, if not internet. Its just because they have access to internet, and they are intellectual enough to get exposed to Blogging and Commenting on Forums, that these many arguements are going on.

I was thrilled to see a party like Lok Pritran emerge. But I wasnt bold enough to join them. But many people around me did. It was like signing up for a free Google Service. Associating oneself into a political party, according to me, is not a joke. But already many people have signed up. I hope it will not result like, people signing up for a fancy email ID and ignoring it later, not using it at all.

Lets talk about various complaints on Lok Paritran. I have only one.

Lok Paritran's power is the educated society. And that is its biggest weakness.

People in DMK are ready to materialize whatever its Head says. But Lok Paritran members will ask questions. It may be good, but TRUST ME.. there will be opinion wars in between people inside the party. They will wage email wars. "Lets do it this way..."... "I beg to differ... but we have to do it this way".. "Aha ? Lets see.. you do it that way, Ill do it this way"..

Lok Paritran members will have Super-thoughts with Super-Ego. Lots of Ideas will pour in. "You should have done it like this.. ". But very little email-writers will come to the road and execute. "We are contributing, by giving ideas". Well, the party has ideas. They will need Funds to execute. They will need people in the weekdays to execute their ideas.

PEOPLE UNDERSTAND : Joining politics does not mean Administration. It means Service.

Service to the public. Thats what Parties are for. Be in power or not.. Can you Serve ? This is not a question I ask to the heads of Lok Paritran.. But a question to the ad-Hoc members of Lok Paritran. Dear Laptop carriers, WILL YOU COME TO MY STREET AND LISTEN TO MY PROBLEMS ?

Talk of the other Educated Society, who will stand outside the party and comment about it. (people like me).

They would have never even heard the term IDEOLOGY associated to any other party, but will find fault with Lok Paritran's Ideology. I saw people who argued with me about the Ideology of LP. My simple question to them "Do you know whats DMK's Ideology ?" - "No !" - "Have you voted for them ?" - "Yes, last time".

Makkale, there's only one thing I ask of you.

Its not my belief the IIT people are going to save this earth. We already have 14 MPs in the parliament who are MBA's from Universities around the world. We need not think that Educated People will save the society. It is that we need a powerful party that can make sounds.

But what we can do is, place our blind faith on Lok Paritran. Patronize them. Support them. It is important that we grow awareness among everyone we know about such a party. We need to work together to give Lok Partiran some kind of shape.

It looks clumsy to see intellectuals fight. May be, thats why educated society deserves very little.

Forgotten

I was one of the many two-wheeler drivers, who were standing close to the Anna Fly Over for nearly 15 minutes. After that life was better.. we started moving. We crossed Anna Arivalayam in 20 minutes.Thats a record time. Earlier it was 40 seconds.

People were all fed up. But no one Honked.. They all knew, they made two mistakes. One is a small mistake - They Voted bad. The other one is a huge mistake - taking the Mount Road to go fast on the result day.

This Man and his men, were on the Roads pleading for Votes. And today, he was in Arivaalayam celebrating, and the public suffering due to a Traffic Jam that he had caused.

Oh yeah.. democracy. He has his rights.

"Patience, NEO. The Answers are coming"

UPDATE : News - DMK alliance likely to form government in TN

"Where we go from here,
is a choice i leave to you"

Too Late,My Baby !

Q : What will happen to a man, who waits for a movie ?
A : Simple, He will die of disappointment.

Now that Seventh Channel has assured (My neighbour is calling them over phone every single day) the release of the movie, I thnk about how much I've grown along this movie. When the Movie was first announced, Lazygeek blogged about it. This was my comment (Thaangalai da saamy).

But Gautham needs an Obidient Actor, and Kamal needs a Silent Director. Lets see if the Polarities match.

And so it happened. Not just that. It went on beyond that. More and more troubles for the movie, in terms of weather, money and cast. But everything seemed to come along with the audio release.

I was sure the movie will be out by 7th April. Then 14th April. Then May 1st. Then May 5th. May 19th. And now June 2nd.

Wait..

June 2nd or June 9th. Hmmp.

All the hypes seem to subside. Even though the songs are a hit (am i the only guy to tell this.. ? I dont find VV audio anywhere ) Iam quite doubtul of the impact the movie will make int he box-office. Iam loosing hope.

But tell me why, that excitement is still there... Yaheey !! June 2nd !!

The Left Index Finger and the Right to Vote !

Me and my father went to the polling booth. They didnt even care to look at my Voter's ID.

I pressed against Lok Paritran. I was expecting an Alarm to get triggered, if someone votes for 49 O or Lok Paritran. Luckily nothing like that happened.

My dad came out, and I never expected him ask that question to one Booth officer.

"I have voted. Where is the color TV, 5 KGs Rice, Computer and Gold Thali ?"

The booth officer looked at us both. The look was very sympathetic. He smiled at dad and asked
"enna sir, sowkkiyamaa ?"

He was an old friend of dad, i didnt know.

But I thought that was a brilliant question, my dad asked. I wish every TN Citizen asks for it.

May 8 2006 (also called as) The Next Five Years

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Kadamayai Sei ! Palanai Edhirpaarkkadhe !

Disclaimer : The mail is just a personal thought. It does not seduce you to any decision. Atleast, thats not the intention.

Hello,

I had this Opinion Poll conducted recently. And it was an amazing experience to see a trend.

It doesn't tell me anything decisive. I am aware that the laptop opinions wont kiss the ballot box.

It is not our opinion that will change, its only our Vote that has the power to change.

Here's the result of the opinions from Internet users whom I know, and whom I'm linked with.

This is what they thought. I'm not sure if their thought will reflect a common-man's thought.

You will most certainly witness a result that would make this Ratio absurd.

But I'm sure, if everyone who responded here voted, a difference will be made.

A subtle change will be made if the politicians are aware that many people are coming to Vote.

Monday is not just a holiday.. Not a day you can relax.

I know we have all been bored with the "Its your Responsibility" dialogue.

Unfortunately, thats reality.

Try this.. It will be a hot sunny day on Monday. It will be sick to stand in the long queue.

It will be more than irritating to travel to a Polling booth thats awkwardly located.

BUT, I assure you, You will feel good, on your way back.

You will feel that You have participated, in the shout.

The shout that can change your Future.

Make sure you speak.

Thanks

Keerthivasan Rajamani

Hindu Endraal Thirudan

Information Ctsy - IDLYVADAI (*Great job, Idlyvadai ! Keep them coming)

These were statements from the DMK Supremo Dr. M. Karunanidhi.. in my version, just Karunanidhi. Caste-based politics is in his blood and tongue. Why is there such an answer to such a question ? Why are the journalists so NUMB to take bullshit answers from politicians ?

When was the last time you heard J.Jayalalitha making politics out of CASTE ? I never did.

ADMK LEADING :) POLL NOW, IF YOU HAVENT

Kuchelan and Venugopalan

Heights of Plagiarism :)

Kuchelan got down from the bus. He is coming to Ayanavaram after nearly twelve years.

Before twelve years, he belonged there. The place where he was born, brought up, schooled and then unschooled. His family met a financial fluctuation, and couldnt educate him. Not just that. The family demanded him to abandon studies and take up work. Hotels and Mechanic shops. He was not meant for that. But fate forced him. He then went out of town. No one in Ayanavaram knew about him, after that.

Now, Kuchelan runs his own Hotel. Well, its just another Road-side tea shop, which also serves lunch and dinner. In the village that he runs, his business was not going to flourish, but it will not die. Kuchelan felt comfortable with the constant money he gets to run his family.

Did I tell you about Venugopalan. He was Kuchelan's best pal. Till their 9th standard, Kuchelan and Venugopalan were neck-to-neck for the second rank. They were together studying at Kuchelans home and playing at Venu's home. Venu's family was poorer than Kuchelan's. However Venu's father Vasudevan was adomant in educating Venugopalan. So they separated after Kuchelan left the school.

Now, Kuchelan had come to his home town to visit Venugopalan. He had learnt that Venu had recently given birth to a son. It felt good to hear the news. The aroma of the memories of his school days were still afresh in his mind. Only the memories of the address and topology of his ex-streets were sloppy. He hunted and found the places where his home used to be. It had become a slum, and his hut had been replaced by two huts.

He enquired about Venugopalan to many people. Bits and pieces of information were driving him crazy. He derived that Venu should either be two streets away from the slum. He didnt want to give up. He walked further.

Thats when it struck him. He had to buy something to Venu while visiting him. But why ? He was just his friend. There were no formalities between them, when they were young. What could change in twelve years ? Still, he couldnt convince his mind. He walked by a few road-side shops. What could he buy ? How much would it cost ? He had Rs. 45 in his hand. He would need Rs. 30 to go to his village. He immediately knew he wouldnt be able to buy any sweets. His mind was now beiginning to get convinced. No formalities among friends.

He couldnt just bear the struggle. He didnt want to show his poor hands to Venu. He wanted something in it, before shaking hands. BANANA !!! Venu's favourite. Kuchelan's dad used to work in marriage contracts. He brought home a lot of bananas, and Venu would empty them in a few hours. He used to be crazy about bananas.

He managesd to bargain one dozen Rasthali's for Rs. 13 and with an eased heart he began walking towards Vaikuntam Street.

He spotted a house with the name Venugopalan engraved outside. "Sri Illam" was the name of the house. It looked huge from the outside. Twelve years can certainly change things. He felt very very happy for Venugopalan. And a stinking feeling of shame crept in his mind. Im Poor, it thought.

The door opened after Kuchelan understood the usage of the calling-bell.

"Yes..", said the woman inside with a wierd look in the face.. who's this guy, it thought.

"Venugopalan ?"

"Come Inside..."... who's this person ?

The hall was twenty times the size of his hotel. He has never seen such richness. His school prayer hall was smaller than this.

"Please..sit down. Venu will come in a few minutes.. You are .....?"

He thought she could be Venu's wife. But when she said "Venu will come in a few minutes".. he decided she wasnt. Wife cant call names.

"Iam Kuchelan.... iam an old..."

"aha !! Namaskaram.. I know you. Venu has told a lot about you. How are you ?"

Releived.

"Iam Radha. Venu's wife."

Wife ?

"Yes.. I learnt that you gave birth to a baby-boy. How is the baby ?"

"oh ! he is fine.. cute... he is sleeping."

"One second. Let me go and tell him you are here. He would be so happy.. infact he wouldnt believe..."

Kuchelan smiled and watched her go upstairs. Wife ?

His eyes ate everything in the room with a surprise-flavour. So much of richness engraved. Venu has grown up in life. Real growth. They both were struggling for the Physics problems in Ninth standard. Now Kuchelana alone was struggling. He thought Venu would have become a manager by now. The leather sofa was very comfortable.

"Kuchelaaaaaa !! "

He turned back. He didnt realize that he stood up automatically on the voice. Venugopalan. His best pal. He had thought of this meeting before, and in that thought they both should be hugging now. But Kuchelan resisted. The richness around and poorness within put a barrier. He just smiled at Venu. The smile was real.

But Venu was breaking the barrier. He rushed and embraced Kuchelan. Huge hug. Warmth.

"Kuchelaaaa !! how are you.. how many many years.. ? how are you ?"

"How are you ? How happy am i to see you, venu."

"Sit.. sit... Radha, remember Kuchelan.. ?"

"Yes.. " Radha said serving Ice water in a glass-glass. She left them both and went to attend her son. She knew they had so much to talk.

They were speaking for a long time. Close to an hour. By now, Kuchelan had forgone all his feelings.. They both were that 9th standard kids. They had talked about everyone they knew in common.

BANANA !! They very thought brought back the inferiority complex. He had almost forgotten what he had brought for his dearest friend. But all the richness around him pushed him from the top of a cliff. Im so poor..

With so much dielemma, he placed his hands on the cover.

"whats that ?"

"Illaa... i just brought you some bananas...."

"AAAAHA !! Kodu Kodu !! Banana is something I have missed for years.."

Venugopalan forced the banana cover out of Kuchelan's hands and started executing the Rasthali, exactly the way he used to. Kuchelan had a lump in his throat.

"Radha is a health concious woman. No carbohydrates. No fat... I hate it.. but what to do.. Superaa irukku.. engeda vaangine... where did you buy ?"

Kuchelan did not answer, and Venu was not expecting a reply.. He was pealing off the next skin.

"Kuchela... be here with me da. I can give you a position in my company. We can bring back those old days..."

Kuchelan knew Venu would say that. Still he melted. He did not reply. He was just smiling.. Then they began talking again, about a lot of things that we did not know about.

Kuchelan began showing signs of leaving. Venu understood that.

"Kuchela ! I know you wouldnt accept anything from me. But I just want to say you something. Please do not hesitate to ask me. We both studied together. You could easily have been in my position. Fate had played. But my richness, my car and anything will not change me. Iam still your Venu. Please understand there are no formalities between us."

Kuchelan smiled, as he was wearing his Hawaai slippers outside the door. "Venu. Onnum Vendaamda. Nee ippadi oruththan enakkaaga irukkaradhe porum."

Kuchelan went forward and hugged Venugopalan.

He walked back with a happy heart.

The bus stopped and Kuchelan got out of it. It was a fast bus, with extra fare. He did not have Rs. 50. He began waiting for the normal bus. Twelve years has not changed much things.

Friendship has not changed in its essence.. be it Dwapara Yugam or Kali Yugam. We have been telling, friendship has gone materialistic. Not true. We have only started calling out ad-hoc relationships as friendships. The true-friendship is still rooten on this earth. Atleast, thats what Kuchelan was thinking.

ENTRY POLLS !

Tamilnadu 2006

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LET US SUPPORT LOK PARITRAN

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Sudarmani Jattigal

Aamir Khan is playing Ghajini in Hindhi.

AR Murugadoss is directing Aamir with the same bubbly Asin.

Music is by AR Rahman. Whaaw !

AR Mrugadoss did not do justice to Memento. He used just the Short-term memory loss as a punch-line to sell his movie... (Just like Shankar used MPD for Anniyan).

It will be interesting to see Aamir Khan act this.. He has shown versatality in DCH, Lagaan, Mangal Pandey and now RDB. BTW, hows Fanaa ?

AR Murugadoss anne, please correct your mistakes you made in Gajini, in the hindhi version. I will wait to see your corrected version. No Double Action villains for god's sake.

சீர்திருத்தம்

This post stands as an explanation for the previous post "Corruption free world".

It is not my dream to have a corruption free world. Its just on the manifesto of "Lok Paritran". The point was to tell you that You and I will not like a corruption free society. And as usual, my language spoiled the communication. Lets talk about that later, anyway.

Most of us think the society is corrupted. But a very few realize we are a part of the society. We are used to this. We are breathing it every second. We consider pure as toxic. We are that much used to impurity. Let me show you an example.

MPs got money from people to raise questions on the parliament. It was a cheap trick pulled by some third-rated media. But people were not surprised by the act, but they were taken aback by the amount paid. They couldnt digest that their MPs will go so cheap, not for Rs. 10,000. Now include me in they. We all thought MPs should be getting more.

Its just not going to happen by a political change. Not even by Gentlemen, Indians and Annians. Its simply not a joke. I hate to say Corruption is deep-rooted. The roots are not outside our windows.. it is inside our living room.

We are so much used to corruption, that we dont distinguish it. We think we can break the law. We have already made fun of the law. We watch movies, and scream at the Dada hero. We want him to kill. We have paid the metro-water truck driver to bring water to our streets rather than the next street, and he has come to your street with the water of the next street. We have paid the Traffic Constable money, when more than seven people travelled on our cars. We have used Corruption for comfort. But we think we dont like it. Its just like we dont like the dirty... but our body contains dirt.

I dont think You and I will be comfortable in a corruption free world. Sounds Ironical.. doesnt it.

As I've told you earlier, the point is not "India cannot become a corrption free country..".. Its just that WE WONT LIKE IT.

ஆப்பி ஸம்மர் !

சுட்டெரிக்கும் சூரியன்...
கொதிக்கும் அனல் காற்று
என
இம்சையாய்் இருக்கிற்து ஏப்ரல்.


மே வர்ரத்துக்கு முன்னாடி,
A/C வாங்குங்கோ !
கொடைக்கானல் போங்கொ !
False Ceiling போடுங்கொ !
Bare minimum, Fan Capacitor - அதையாவது மாத்துங்கொ!


இல்லேன்னா !
சூரியன் வெக்குற் ஆப்புல ந்ம்ம டாப்பு எகிறிடும், ஜாக்ர்தை !

A Corruption free India

Lok Paritran wins 2011.

"Stop ! Stop !!! Stop the bike..."

"sir.. sir.. please .. its getting late for me.. im in a hurry..."

"just Stop the bike.. stand there... i will come..."

He goes to the corner... parks his bike and comes to the TC.

"Sir.. im on a urgent..."

"Licence and RC book..."

"Sir.. im going on an emergency, i havent taken these documents..."

"arent you aware that you should be having these documents with you ?"

"sir.. please.. " he carasses his back pocket and imagines how much he had brought today..

"sir.. i have only Rs. 40 sir.. " he opens the purse and hands over the money..

"Are you trying to bribe me ?" the TC smiles... "Son, we are in a different phase.. we have become a corruption free society.. Please wait for the Mobile Court to come.. Pay the fine, get the challan and then you can leave.."

"Sir.. please.. is there any other way ?"

TC smiled again and started stopping the other bikes.. it was a monthly inspection..."Stop ! Stop.. stop the car...."

He went and started waiting for the mobile court..."Damn ! Those good old days !!!"

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BOTTOMLINE : I dont think we are going to like the corruption free world

Chennai Girls :)

The following is a comment made by Narayanan Venkitu (aka) Venkittu sir.

Keerthi,
How is the kuppai/kooLam in Mumbai.

On a personal note, I agree about he 'Bombay Girls'...! Pardon me chennai girls...this was true even in the mid 80's when I was in Bombay !

Thanks sir, for the comment. So, makkale, Hence the proof. If you dont get the point, read the post titled "Mumbai and Chennai".

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To Inspire

in·spire (ĭn-spīr') definition on Answers.com

v., -spired, -spir·ing, -spires. v.tr.

1. To affect, guide, or arouse by divine influence.
2. To fill with enlivening or exalting emotion: hymns that inspire the congregation; an artist who was inspired by Impressionism.
3. 1. To stimulate to action; motivate: a sales force that was inspired by the prospect of a bonus.
   2. To affect or touch: The falling leaves inspired her with sadness.
4. To draw forth; elicit or arouse: a teacher who inspired admiration and respect.
5. To be the cause or source of; bring about: an invention that inspired many imitations.
6. To draw in (air) by inhaling.
7. Archaic.
   1. To breathe on.
   2. To breathe life into.

v.intr.

1. To stimulate energies, ideals, or reverence: a leader who inspires by example.
2. To inhale.

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