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................................