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After years of dribbling with different subjects and not faring up to those teachers expectations (which were always phenomenally high). I vowed to move out of the school because it was morally agonizing! You lose your self-respect and more importantly faith in anything at all. There the supportive pillars, parents undoubtedly, came into picture. Saved the Tuna out of Freshwater and let it in Sea-water - where it was meant to be! 

High school was awww... Panache, Aplomb and equally large-happy words became adjectives tagging along with soft words like rendez-vous, s’il vous plait, joie de vivre – yep my virgin encounter with a Foreign Language :)

Thereafter, my life was a roller coaster ride an escalator ride... 

Off to an amazing college where I dunked inappropriate subjects - subjects I never knew existed but thoroughly loved - Fluid Mechanics was LIFE! So was Chemical Process Calculation, Transport phenomenon. That Electrical circuits I hated during high school were knots of fascination - so was my Electrical professor *batting-eyelids* (Now any girl here trying to act smart and deny this fact was super-short on hormones :P) 

So as in movies an aam-admi sorts of Hero becomes magnum Entrepreneur turned CEOs Son-in-law... there was the caterpillar transition. This could be simply put as ‘dream come true’ et al. But certainly those were not my dreams. Topping my class, getting that gold medal, good rapport with teachers to pinch that Externals. NO. However, there flew the bird (phoenix?) as a 'good' student competing with the cream?

Whoa what a transition! But a transition for what? 

Obviously, I gained nothing monetary out of all the education I had (which plainly means I have failed the motive of Education :P). Hey! We are no Albert Einsteins to say - Education is to train the mind to think and all that! So there! 

Yet again I was totally in the dark, uncertain of the path I had to traverse. Therefore, I did what one could do best! Jump on the Trampoline and land on whatever I could land on - BPO. Wondrous experience. Software support, phishing, key logging and more jargons to fill that thirsty mind of mine. Some little preparation and there goes the phoenix- to Anna University! 

Anna University! The Mother University. Yep and she was never tired of new jargons on her way - Drug Designing, ADME and BioChemistry - absolute wow. AMAZING professors. Sanctity, diverse knowledge and more. GAWD, I couldn't have asked for a different bunch of girls, every one amongst that 10 were a genius by theirselves - simBly enjoyed life ;)

Thereto ASV Sun Tech park - woo hoo! Viva Cognizant! IT is indeed the brook of my life. Over sometime I simply lost count of the number of times I had rib-shattering laughter, those love stories, project related horror stories. JAVA, Oracle and all crap called coming of age. The whole occurrence can all be summed up in ONE word - Bindass ;) Never stopped there - WCB was a maturing experience for me as a developer, learning Integration Broker included.

And there, at WCB,  came --> one more triad of girls! Simply to escalate the elevator ride one more floor high! 

Aww lovely God,

Wherelese are you taking me??

Whatelse are you giving me??

Ever SO curious...

Your daughter,

K

Why this Kolaveri di?

Rather question should be "When the Kolaveri di" instead of why. And answer being: It is then - When some one asks you...

1. Enna Samayal Veet'la?

Okay. I have no need to get all worked up for such a harmless question, except for it happens in the weird times. Some festive day when you are supposed to prepare a 5 course lunch, you did "the blunder" of coming up just with the Main course of a sambhar and sabji to go along with rice.

The caller at the other end of the phone is absolutely appalled at how I could be so nonchalant by not making that rasam, how could ever a festive lunch not end with paayasam. NO amount of "I was not feeling well" soothes the caller. The caller is COMATOSE! I am perceived as the black sheep that has fallen into the Khandhaan/clan/friend group.

Hey Caller,
I do my share of cooking. I do it without the help of my motherinlaw, cook and my husband. I do it not for the heck of it, but for the pleasure of it. Therefore, Caller, when I have stopped at course one, it means there is something seriously wrong with my immune system and not my thought system.

2. Oh both of you are earning then what's the delay in buying that Flat on area so and so? 

Hey hey hey, did the weather man by any chance say it's raining gold in my field? I, SO, appreciate your concern and all that. But more than concern, good intentions, all we need today is - Money? Nah, it was money back in Year 1977 when Abba sung - "Money Money Money". All I rather need now is PEACE. Take up a jar, fill all the big rocks, top it up with small ones - Voila you have completed the exercise with pomp and valour, sadly that is not life. More big rocks, more you hit the rock.

3. Hey, so any good news?

I am SO darn tempted to say - Yeah Kanimozhi is released which is certainly some good news to the DMK party, but inversely is not to the ADMK or something along those lines. I would SO love to add another clause before I end and say - hey you, are you gonna be around to change diapers for my baby? Or buy Lactogen? how about cleaning up and baby laundry? At least, are you helping me with the school tuition fund? - Nope? You sure you're not gonna help me with any of the above? Not one? - Then Go Fish.

Dissenting opinion here is - this is not some stone-age age to have a dozen kids and not bringing up any of them. Letting them to fend for theirselves - calling it supremely - survival of the fittest? Absolute no. I know my dad mom gave me the best in ALL (education, vacation and most importantly TIME). They never hurried me into the world. Would I succumb to the whims of some abc whom I see once in a blue moon at some goddamed party. NO.

That dejected nose-ring-wearing nosy Aunty, who gasped when I said "We will plan for a baby after own-house, promotion and an abroad vacation" can take a walk now, cos I have achieved 2 of 3 ;)

Women these days know what they are doing. Sheeks! 

That SO kills people.

4. You have been working for almost three years, No plans of changing jobs? 

Throw a question for a question - or that's how Newton’s third law works - "Why does me being in a happy job kill you?" So, you don’t have an answer? That's rather cos you have been laboring all your life, never known the meaning of work or 'learning' things while at work. You have been shifting quite some number of companies, to draw some fat pay cheque. One fine day your reportee retorts to his colleague- There goes the shit head who never stayed long enough nowhere to learn the job?

Being happy and being complacent are two different things.

Go figure!

5. She is always on Facebook.

Duh. Question in statement format. I can afford to be on face book. I do my chores, my cooking, my office work. Meet my friends, relatives, ex-colleagues. Go out to malls, to swim, to the Library. Read my share of newspapers, novels, technical material. Spend super quality time with my hubby, parents, my doggie. And hell yeah - I am on Facebook. Kills ya?

Then comes, the I-am-not-complaining-no-more. :D

tee-hee!! That is some sort of disappointment for all those who waited for the rest 15 odd kolaveris!! Of course there are people who irritate you on the lift pushing the buttons too many a time. Guy who honks more than he drives. People applauding the Kolaveri song. Colleague, who says - Oh you are married, when you for once are looking like a beer jug. Ah!

Apparently those are poquito kolaveris that can be neglected! ;) Limit x tends to zero sorts! So, I am done cribbing, I am off to spend some happy happy moments with my friends at KFC! ;) Long live the chicks and the chickens! woo hoo!!

until next time,

K

7am Arivu, this and that...

No. I am not complaining that I have wasted 3 hours of my life watching the movie. But to think of Surya and how he wasted gazillion hours... and his hours of unproductive labour makes me feel better ;) ta da!


So where do I start complaining? Music – His Highness does an impeccable job of what he does best - plagiarism. Except for this time he has chosen to copy Chinese Nursery Rhymes (as BMG for Bhodi Dharman scenes - a way to finicky). The BGM in the climax fight was seriously omg - udukkai! I ain't complaining about songs - but bgm which was either clichéd or incongruous or both. I am thoroughly disappointed, even though I was prepared in prior.


// Knight in shining armour I was;
Yet the armour failed me //


Johnny Tri Nguyen was goddamnedly smart ;) Absolute no flaws, except for the hypnotism thingy went a little too far. That is not your fault Johnny. The director asked it and you did it. Shruti Hassan does a fair job of speaking Tamil, which is another way of saying she can move from fair to good or better by removing that English lilt to her accent. She should also improve on cussing. Perhaps, she should drive her car on Chennai roads every now and then...to get the cussing out with oomph. Her friend Malathi (Dhanya Balakrishna) – *whistles* for looks and acting. The Bhodi Dharma scenes were rustic, apt and impressive. It gave audience that rapt attention, however the length of the reel was minimal. We craved for more info?


The last 1 minute of the movie was what the movie was all about. As hinted in the movie, patents for Neem, Turmeric and like Indian herbs have shouted Bio-Piracy out loud in the past. Neem Patent, which by itself can be made into a full length movie, was revoked by Europe Patent Office under the pressure of The Green group after a fight of 15 years! The victory of Neem is succeeded by brother Turmeric, who also had patent revoked by US Patent Office. There are yet Amla, Karela and aplenty Ayurvedic herbs which need to win the war of BioPiracy.


Secondly, as pointed out in the movie – as the Dynasties rose there were inventions in the fields of medicine, science and architecture – which were only destroyed as Dynasties fell. On a personal note, my visit to the Panchalankurichi kotai (much known as the birth place of Veerapandiya Kattabomman) mid of last year, had me stumped! The floorings made with a special mixture (limestone, egg whites, x, y, z). X, y, z were never identified also existing records of preparation of the mixture were claimed to be destructed. The beauty of the flooring is in the HOT dry sinful Thoothukudi sun, the floor is cool. My! I mean, seriously! Won’t such a roof cut on your AC costs? Aww.. am drifting, so yes, we agree the 1 minute message was the best portion of the movie.


The crew tried bringing out the flavor of the last minute throughout the movie by investing a lot of money, time and effort, only to fail miserably. For an 84 crore budget, is this what we get?


Rhetorical question, I ask.


By,
K


P/s Have you seen the movie 'The Happening by Manoj Shyamalan' or read 'Covert-One series by Robert Ludlum'?