the troubled global times

today july 5,2009 exactly two months from my previous blog. my last blog was about how vetti i was and now this bloggy might be about how f****d up i am right now.

the pressures of the final year life and the pressures of the global recession has indeed started taking its toll on the till now super lazy computer science students of my dear college. having accidentally secured the first place among CSE depts in the states pressure seems to be mounting exponentially on us to perform more. as a result we are being pushed to the very end of our limits. and we can only wait and see how far the threshold value will go before the avalanche effect will take place.

i might have sounded a bit geeky in the above lines... then think about the amount of pressure that would have forced me to typo alll this technical jargon.

all hell broke loose the day the college started... the major pressure on me right now is to find my final semester project title right now. the paper has to be an IEEE paper not b4 2008.. now this is where i ask are you kidding me?.. the latest IEEE papers in my coll library is only till march 2008 which has just 8 topics.. even going to the internet is proving futile because if you ewant to access the IEEE papers u hav to be an IEEE member which costs you a little more than $10.

the usual way to solve this problem would be to head out to a project center and find for topics. but after last years crack downs on project centers even that dosent seem to be a good option. more over the only two topics the a** h***s at the project centers know are java and dot net. if at all you say any other new topics all you get is a absolutely stupid highly disgusting blank stare that insults your intelligence.

the other altenative was to take the guidance of a prof at IIT, well you know what there is no professor even there in relation to my topic.
the final option was to go to an IT company and develop it out there....and the biggest blow which comes is recession. those idiots dont even allow me inside the company.

this is where i feel research is always a distant possiblity down here and all you get is dumb stares when ever you say the word research. any country cannot grow until its research is strong.

the next biggest thingy for a final year student is obviously the long list exams which you have to decide on attempting.
1.CAT
2.GRE
3.GATE
4.GMAT
5.IELTS
6.TOFEL
7.UPSC
and only god knows what more remains.

the most difficult problem with the above exams is choosing what you want. coz where ever you go its all dark so you need to do all these to find out if there is a flash of light in atleast one of these. the problem is that each of the above requires you to have a completely through prep to atleast have a decent shot at it.


as if all of these werent enough i need to rescue my company which is at the verge of bankruptcy(no i dont get any aid from the govt.)... i need to find out a master plan to find out a way to rescue it and use it to carry my team forward through all these troubled waters. the ship is stuck in the high seas in the middle of a thunder storm.

and as i think over many more things just cram up into my immature brain. there are more things which i cant even tell ...a ll these sends out small drops out of my weak eyes which have grown tired searching for a problem...


life is no more seeming to be a happy place to live..by this time next year i have to be steering my ship on the right course if at all i wish to lead my life happily.
all these years there was someone to steer our ship ..but now its our time to steer our own ship.coz if dont do it now. we wont do it ever. this might be a bit of a dark post but there is a lot of motivation out there ...the only problem is that you have to look at it and recognize it. hope to post my next blog on my pleasurable lessons on navigating my life ships..so long.:):):):):):):):)

bored is one word which always brings me to my own blog.

laziness is the next word which makes me close the firefox and go to bed...


for nearly half a month now since my pracs got over these two words have been my companions..
and the worst thing is i seem to be enjoying it.

and i seem to be enjoying my zillion fans calling me up a zillion times a day and asking the same question:

fans:what doing?

me:vetti da..

fans:unaku vera velayae kidayaatha(dont u have any other work)

me:vera vela illanu thana vettiya irukom(i am sitting simply bcoz i dont hav any work)

fans:;vekkamae illaya unku eppapathalum ithae pathil thaana,thu phone ah vei, bye..

but looking back at the past week i dont think i was actually that vetti...
let me list out some of the things i did....
1. completed nfs upto blacklist 6 (profile stolen frm ashwin of course:))

2. completed wolfeinstien return to castle(my most favorite game)

ppl pls do mind i am not a gamer nope not me but still being bored forced me to do these

3.seven pounds...gosh will smith was simply awesome..i was literally crying seeing the climax..
awsome movie must have a shot at the Oscars

4. finished Jackie Chan adventures episode1..

5. seen some of the horrible movies such as:thee,perumal(worst to the core films, must be banned,koduram).

6.siva manasula sakthi was a decnt movie afterall santhanam comedies waer really really good watched it 4 times over and over..

7. went to muhils house in name of discussion and again was doing all possible crap in there

8. in muhils house again i and ashwin had the most memorable experience of watching arundhathee together....my gosh wat a movie...we were in splits of laughter after every minute...
still i must say this anushka was damn gorgeous,hot.****,****,whatever u wanna call it she was rocking....but truly good super acting from her..the movie wasnt so bad after all..

9.watched another koduram of a film ...kadhal na summa illai(ravikrishna is becoming worser day by day....bytheway when was he good? santhosh u r indeed a dumb jack***)

10. watched a couple of telugu movies: sainikudu ,kantri(junior ntr rocks)

11.oh my god how could i forget the IPL watched all csk matches.

12. went to iplahani once...ate at marrybrown

13. went to spencers after a long long long time stayed ther for 1 hour got sick of it came back.

14.attended my cat classes.

15. went to college got hall ticket.

16.hve been doing every other thing i shouldnt be doing which i dont even remeber..


but still .....i just simply dont know which qualifies me to tell that i am vetti.

and inspite of writnng this blog i do qualify for vetti

its my study hols and i havent touched my books even once!!!!!!!!!

oh my god this is indeed my vetti blog.........
and guess what, i have revived my blog after a long long long time...

Prof.Mr.Natrajan,HOD physics

in all these years in college i have never had the pain of missing some dear one from my life





but now i have this pain factor tearing thro my heart





every time i walk through the office room , i leap towards it to catch a glimpse of the the person who has made my fist year of college a dream world....... but now seeing the place empty even makes me go empty.





the watchfull eyes under the glasses ,the ever glowing gleeful smile , the deeply contrasted shirts, and the aura of positive attitude in his smile .

i am indeed missing Prof. Mr.Natarajan. Head Of Department Physics.





his classes were just laughing hours for us but now i do miss him a lot

too bad couldnt even give him a good send off



""Y u ppl LAUGHINGUUU ???Am i JOKINGUUU???""

classic lines



the only remains of his legacy r deep inside our hearts

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here goes the story of our encounter with our fav nattu alias natrajan



first day first hour in college

this guy with hiss massive physique barges into the class room a pink shirt and grey trousers

"u r studying in meenakshi sundararajan enginnering college affliated to anna universtiy "the tone of his voice sent ripples of terror thru the class room.

"i have been given the job of selecting the class representativeeeh","the person with the highest cut off will be the class representative"the waves of terror still fill the class room

"ok who all got cut off 300"{jus split seconds the class splits into laughter ,this is the moment of truth that we found out that this guy is indeed "nuts" the terrors error still continues....}"nobody above 300???"ok all of u above 299 stand up........nobody here also...ok above 295.........its so shocking nobody even above 295..."so i think this intro wud have been enough to gauge Prof.Mr.Natrajan.Head Of Department,Physics as just Nuttu HOD,Mokkai.................................................................

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shall continue his acts of terror...................

improve u r english speaking skills

ok this post is purely to laugh out loud


u might have seen this before but i belive that these two people have outstanding rankings in their english speaking departments


wen it comes to talking english in kollywood our minds immediately race to the famous VIJAYA T RAJENDER (even called as karadi t rajender),action sequence, emotional sequence or what ever, his delivery of the language even puts Shakesphere to shame.

jus watch this the dialogs are given below




the dialouge is as below
"Jast I yam aaking wonly faar your Aaaagumant sake, Vaat If I brake the physikal of the mental, fitness aaf the witness, Vaats ur staaand ? "

" But the defense layar ish too shtraang !"

"Saary faar di intaraptshun, dis is wonly mi introdactshun. Dooring mi crass egjaminatshun, yoo vil see mi action kam dierectshun, mixed into parfectshun"

" In di name witness yoo aar playing with imitashun, thats mi concepshun".


i wud just rather say "WAT A MAN"(or "wat a karadi" shud i say?);

the next person who naturally driftes into our minds is naturally

"tamil naatoda mottha makkal thogai 6,52,000 ,athula aangal 3,28,000
pengal 3,24,000"

ok i know that u know who this marvellous creation is

though i am an adrent fan of this guy i jus cant seem to digest his english speaking skills...

there r infinitly many occasions wen the future cm's english knows no bounds but still this one is what i like the best.... its called

"heyhey hey jus do wat i zay"



ok i thought this was really funny so i jus posted if it .if it didnt make u laugh dont worry u will roll on the floor laughing next time.

sorry was in a hurry couldnt post more will catch up with u guys later
"heyheyhey jus do wat i zay"

WHEN EVER I DO FEEL LET DOWN A BIT .. I READ THIS FOLLOWING STORY ::

REALLY INTERESTING AND ONE EXAMPLE OF WHY WE LIVE ON THIS PLANET...AND WHAT WE SHUD DO IN OUR LIVES

A fund raising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does
is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is
the natural order of things in my son?"

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay,
physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an
opportunity to
realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way
other
people treat that child" Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew
were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?"
Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like
Shay
on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were
allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and
some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay
could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and
said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the
ninth inning."

Shay struggled over to the team's bench, put on a team shirt with a
broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in
his
heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was
still
behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the
right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously
ecstatic
just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as
his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth
inning, Shay's team scored
again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning
run was on base and Shay wasscheduled to be next at bat. At this
juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away
their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat.
Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even
know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the
other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able
to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and
missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball
softly
towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a
slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder
and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would
have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead,
the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman,
out
of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams
started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"

Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base.
He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone
yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and
struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards
second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their
team, who had a chance to be the hero for his
team for the first time.
He
could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he
understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the
ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third
base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward
home. As Shay neared third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him
and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to
third! Shay, run to third!"

All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"
As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were
on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home!" Shay ran to home,
stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand
slam"
and won the game for his team.

That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
into this world.

Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having
never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and
coming
home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the
day!

namaku basic ah oru prachanai...

yaravathu yethavathu panna atha namma yean pannipaaka kudathu nu oru aarvam(rather call it as aarvakolaaru). like wise since i havent tried blogging i thought of doing this novel stuff also.


the problem now is very simple i have no idea of what to write....
so those of u who know me also know that given a topic i can talk indefinitly

so now jus give me a topic to speak on................................