Celebrating Cognizance

Whew...had a busy week..so couldnt do justice to my blog. Hmmm...actually thought of posting on
every muscle I twitched in the past week...but kinda lost interest...But I am all pumped up to write on the Annual Day Celebration of CTS...

God...was it good or what...I really enjoyed it....So, here goes...It was 3.00 PM (Friday, 28) and I was busy lapping up last minute work. Then I said to myself that enough is enough and shut down my PC. Me, along with a few of my colleagues took the Company bus to reach the Jawaharlal Indoor Stadium (Thats where the Annual day was set to take place... (",)... guess next time around, the Admin people would have to book bigger stadium...lol ).Anyways...we went inside and took the seats right infront of the Stage. The show started. Two guys started beating up these 'poor' huge drums... I was not able to hear even the faintest of the rhtym 'coz the whole stadium was resonating with thousands and thousands of yells and shouts.. Then they started to move away as the lights turned into a reddish pink haze. The sounds of the drums faded away as a wowan, draped in a sort of Blue/White sheets of cloth (",) came onto the stage... she started narrating a story which went like "Once upon a time there was a puddle of water and it started expanding its boundaries....it wanted to move in all directions but decided to move towards the east ("India")... aaaaaaaaaaaooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaa"....well...thats what I heard...

I guess everyone wanted give their throats a complete workout...; and she kept on saying something and then a bunch of guys/gals came out in a two by two formation, separated and circled the stage...They got into formation and the dance started....well...to put in plain words...the choreography was something I had never witnessed (not that I am 50 years old and have lots of experience...but it was something different). They had combined Bharathanatyam, Kalaripayitu (Kerala's own Martial Arts), Strong Man, Silambaatam (where they use Long sticks to fight) and may be tons more....The BGM was done by none other than Vicku Vinayagam. It was simply fascinating (Me> :blink: :blink: with mouth a little bit open... lol). I came to know that the Choreographer was Anitha Rathnam, the one who thought that she would captivate all of us with a "so-called" mythical story....Ghosh...if only she could stop talking, or narrating...whatever...Then came Sunitha Sarathi (PlayBackSinger)...wow...was she gorgeous or what....everyone started howling and whistling. I tried my best to howl...and all I got was a pathetic 'hhhhhoooo'...Damn this Throat operation I had a few months ago...I was not able to raise the pitch of my voice....and for Heaven's sakes I was not
even able to yell.. I started cursing the doctors who operated on me. I mean...how could they do this to me... They have taken away the best show off (howling) I could put up, as Whistling was a big ban at my house (",).

After exactly 30 seconds, 29 milliseconds and 115 nanoseconds of Cursing, I started to feast my eyes and ears on what the organizers had presented for us. She had such a scintillating voice. My feet started tapping to the rhythym. There was also this other Girl (who sang in U20 Me18) and Karthick (Girlfriend Song in Boys). All the time I was swaying to the music.It was 9 by now.... I had to watch the time all the while 'coz I relied on the bus arranged by CTS to get myself back to my room.

By now, my stomach started making peculiar sounds... Now, It was time to satisfy my Digestive system as well... I hurried down to have a quick snack. To my astonishment, the food was being served by Taj Coromandel...Now..that certainly deserved some respect right...so, I started gobbling up everything I could.... Then had a couple of scoops of icecream (or was it 5 scoops....i am not able to remember..Hee hee). About 20 odd minutes later, after doing justice to my tummy, I went back in.This time, I went and sat very near to the stage....I started to listen and this tempo started building inside me....There was this group of people dancing around infront of the stage. Just for teh heck of it, I went and stood beside them.. The music was too good and I was not able to control. All hell broke loose and even before I could say "Tintinabulation" (not literally guys (",)) I started jumping around....well u must have seen me... I almost resembled a big lump of Homo Sapien plopping around like mad when compared to the grace of the dancers on stage...But I never cared. It just got into me. I was doing steps that even Mj could not do... (or would not do, rather ... (",) ). I danced and danced without noticing the time....It was around 10.15 when I had a look at my watch....I was tempted to stay back but the last busses were supposed to leave around 10.30....still I stayed back. Now, the singers signed off and the DJ came on to the stage. This was my cue....and I dashed out along with a friend who I met in the corridor, making a frantic search for our bus.

We just about got onto the bus when it started to leave and finally made it to our room.... I was totally exhausted from all the plopping around....Had a sound sleep and next day, I was on the ECR making my way towards my native....

- T H E E N D -

Hee hee....Sheesh...this must be the loooongest post I have written.... So, did you enjoy it... ooops....its almost time...got to catch my bus now.... (",)....See ya...

Urs,

:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

A Story....

Hi Folks,

This is a story that I wrote a few months back. I wanted to take a whack and see how I fair in writing a story and this is what I came up with. Beware that it has a Tragic Ending. I am sure that many of you might disagree with it...but I am equally sure that some will find it touching.

One thought though....The very first question that people ask me when they see this story is, "Is this a true Incident ?"....Never really understood why they put that question.... So, Here we go:

Depressed, that was my mood when she first came into my life as a gentle and soothing breeze. She consoled me. She made me think that there is more to life. She had this childish way doing things. She was still very innocent. Her playful and innocent talk made me re-discover my lost happiness... That 'Stress and Depression' slowly started to fade away. We became friends, very close friends. We discussed everything, absolutely everything that was under the sun...And....One day, it happened. She proposed to me. We had not met even a single time. I was taken aback. I did not want her to propose to me as a girl, but as a woman. I was able to realize that she had a crush on me, and not love. I wanted her to see my true face, without any of the 'worldly' masks...So, I 'Ironically' wore an other one. Although, I liked her, infact, loved her to the core, I pretended that I was not. I wore a couple more masks, hundreds ..maybe.....for I wanted her to realize that I could also be someone whom she would have never expected me to be.

She cried.. she cried desperately trying to make me accept her love, not knowing that I already had. I was stubborn. I wanted her to see my true face. I explained her that what she had was deep affection and not 'love'. I probably would have beaten myself to death for having said that. But I did, not once, but many times. I did not want her to get involved with someone whom she would not, if she had a chance to look at my real face, for that's how much deep my affection was. I was successful in making her think that what she had was only deep friendship for me.

Days went by. I made her cry, deliberately....yes, I made her cry........(I did not care if others called me a male Chauvinist).Each time I made her cry, I felt my energy drain....I cried even louder... my heart felt the pain. But, I wanted her to mature. I redirected her thoughts into thinking in a more mature way.I wanted to see whether she would hold on to me. I know that if people knew what I was doing to her, they would call me a Beast.But, I did not want her to marry a person whom she would rather not. Each time I made her cry, I whispered to her that she was getting closer and closer to me. I was able to see that she held on to me....no matter what I did. She matured....she blossomed into a beautiful woman, right in front of my eyes.

It is not that I wanted only her to make all the sacrifices and undergo all the pain. She was possessive, she was very possessive. So, I neglected all my friends. My contact list started reducing quite drastically. Slowly I started to realize that I have to express my thoughts to her. I knew that it would not be fair on my part if I hold myself back any longer. I did not want to make my love cry any longer. I was able to notice that she was still in love with me. I was happy.

I was waiting for my oppurtunity. But, then................one day she told me that she was in love with some other person. I shattered into a million pieces. I did not know what to do. I reiterated her that what she had for the other person was not true love, for I know that she loved me. I tried desperately to make her realize. I started to shedding my masks....thousands and thousands of them ....But..... not fast enough, I suppose......for a couple of days later, she said that she was married......................................Yes, the other guy tied the knot.................And now, I support her thoughts for She is happy now, and that's what I always wanted of her. She is happy. My cute friend is happy......

Urs,

:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

I am here for you....Dont Worry...

Aren't these the exact words that you crave to listen out of the lips of the person you love the most? I mean....wont you just go to the leaps and bounds of the world to do anything for the person that you like/love the most. Just imagine these words coming from the most lovable perosn in this whole wide world when you are in distress. It doesnt matter how battered you are....or how 'down' you are feeling..., these words have that magic touch which makes you have the exact same feeling that you had when your mother embraced you when you were feeling afraid... unprotected against the cruel world that loomed in front of you in your childhood.

You feel Reenergized...Rejuvinated....Now, the problem that pounced on you from nowhere...that left you offguard...that made you think that the heavens are going to crash upon you all the way down to hell.....that very same problem seemed so insignificant...a speck of dust.... that can be just blown away.

(Well...comeon...you will atleast feel your heart lighten, right... ? (",) ).

These were the thoughts that were mystifying my mind when I drew this Picture.

If you can 'feel' her Eyes...then I presume I have accomplished the reason I drew this Picture.Wishing you a peaceful day.

Edit: You can Download the softwares required to view the file here. - Acrobat Reader, Winzip

Urs,

:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

Mmmm...Delicious....!!!

Hey there,I recently came across this Delicious site.. (".)...NO...its got nothing to do with Food or Drinks....Its a Book-Marking site...yeah...a Book-Marking site....The usage is something like this. You must be maintaining a list of Favorites on your PC, right.....Now...You wont be able to access this list once you move away from your PC right... well...Here is Delicious to solve your problems. All you have to do is Register yourselves to this Site and you will be provided with Script files that you need to add to your "Links" on the IE Bar and you are done.... Now you can add your personal Favorites to your account by just clicking on this link. You will be asked to associate every link that you add with one or more tags to make your "Searching" easier. The catch is....the list is Public. Yup...anyone can access your list. When you look at it....It serves as a Search Engine too....a Search Engine that is built entirely by the users...Cool...aint it... (",) ........And Guess what....You can even Subscribe to a particular users list.....

Anyway Folks, I am off to Pondicherry (my native, remember) to spend my weekend. Its just around Two and a Half Hour Drive on the beaauuuutiful ECR road. Great day,

Urs,
:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

Do U see the connection b/w Open Source and an Idly

what was that??.....'No way'...you say. Well, I would have been thinkning on the same lines had I not attended a lecture on Open Source. There are these series of weekly lectures that are being organized over here. Actually, I never even bothered to check them out as I thought it would be another one of those really boring ones that solves only one purpose....killing time..... But, word started spreading that it was quite informative. And it happened that this week someone wanted to educate us all (atleast the 'Enthu' ones showing up to the lecture) about Open Source.Now..you do know that I was all 'enthu' this time, right; so, I made up my mind and went to attend it.

The lecture commenced and the guy on the Podium started with these exact words... 'Can U see the connection between Open Source and an Idly'...and I am sure that everyone in the audience pondered if he had a screw loose somewhere. As if he had sensed all our thoughts, he gave this Naughty smile and continued....'What I am refering here is the 'Recipe' of the Idly....If the person who found out this Magic recipe did not have the heart to share it with others, then how could 'The Idly' be so popular today....so, in a way Idly's recipe is an Open Source and so there is your connection between an Idly and Open Source.....(Naughty smile)' : These were his words. And all of us giggled. With this he went on with his lecture. It was very informative nevertheless....I dont know how useful it was to others, but I got a topic to write about and get the attention of you folks for the day .... Heh heh (",)

Hey, and I certainly want to thank ~N e e l s , ~M e g h a , ~H o n e y and ~S a n g e e t h a (in no particular order.... (',) ) for your comments....I hope I can write interesting posts to make you guys come and visit my blog on a frequent basis.... Thanks a lot for the support you guys.... (^_^)

Urs,
:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

Blogspot is buggy...???

Well...being a Technical Geek, I am almost always driven into thinkning if everything has bugs or errors in them. Those were the exact thoughts that were going on inside my Gray Matter (Brain :) ) today morning. Here is what happened: I created this new blod yesterday and I wanted to add a new post today. So, I went into the Admin Page of Blogspot. But to my surprise I was not able to find the link where I am supposed to post. I even asked a fellow blogger and even he was dumbsturck....Hence forth, I decided that it must a bug....(^_^) But, then I had brain wave. I remembered that I had two registrations with Blogspot. I had created the Blog in one of them and actually was trying to find the blog in the other one.... lol. Anyway, I atlast found out that the problem was with my Gray matter....
Anyways...apart from that....nothing much happening today. I had to attend a day long meeting. Man...am I exhausted or what!! Due to the unusually long duration, we had to shift among meeting rooms and right now we have run out of them....Every meeting room in this whole campus is occupied. Ok then, guess one of 'em is vacant now... Have to leave now. Great day Folks.

Urs,
:.: Balakishnaraja :.:

Me Myself.....!!!

Hi this is Balakishnaraja,
I have been trying to write a blog for quite some time...but due to my laziness I never actually started. However, as you can see, today is an exception.. I have indeed created one.... and to start off I am going to ramble over and over about myself in this very first post of mine.....
so.........here goes.....................

I am known by many names 'cos of my lengthy name. But I prefer other calling me Kishna....I am a Pondicherrian, quiet and peaceful sort of a guy. I dont usually start moving freely with a person until I know him/her well. I was born and brought up in Pondicherry, a Union Territory on the Coromandel Coast. I did my schooling (right from KinderGarten all the way to +2) in the 'Pondy famous' Petit Seminaire Higher Secondary School. I then completed my Bachelor Degree in Electronics and Communications at (again Pondy famous) Pondicherry Engineering College. I parted my dear home town when I got placed in a Software Firm as a Programmer Analayst. I am a worshipper of this so called 'Idiot Box' as most of them would put it. I met this most dearest friend of mine during my second year of Under Graduation, and ever since my life changed. I dont know what I will do if I am deprived of a PC for a month or two. I just love working on a PC. My area of expertise used to be quite a big list, starting from C going all the way to ASP and J2EE. Now, I am working in the ERP domain, PeopleSoft, which has been recently taken over by Oracle. Other than Programming, I really love Art. But I do only Pencil sketches. Somehow, I think Black and White can put a lot of emotions and 'stuff' into the picture when compared to Colour Paintings. During my school days I learnt Karate (Gi Toku Kai Karate & Kohino Shuto Rui styles)and somehow attained the status of a Black Belt and I even used to play the Guitar then although I am terribly out of touch right now. My most recent hobby is learning and amazing my friends with Card and Coin Magic. Ever since my childhood I was interested, but really drove me into spending my time on this is none other than the famous David Blaine. Many Magi hate him, but if you ask me, he is one superb performance artist; after all Magic is Performance Art.

Urs,
:.: Balakishnaraja :.: