College Strike

Coll reopened on July 1, so couldn't come online. Two weeks passed by, and on July 14 , there was some chaos in my college. All boys gathered and decided to do a strike for making the students wear uniform. They called for the girls. But we were bit reluctant and so they didn't attend the classes. After knowing that the students were in strike, the staffs were moving up and down as if some alien has entered our campus. We girls were enjoying in micro-processor lab.

•   1st day of strike : The next day, I went to the bus stop as usual. All students were looking me like alien. Then I saw all my 3rd year friends in color wear indicating that they are too against uniform and boycotting classes. I ran to my house, changed my dresses in seconds and returned back to bus stop. This incident would always remain in my mind. All were amazed at my quick change...LOL. All girls gathered and the HODs came and talked with us.They said that the principal is in trichy and so they adviced us to go to class. But we girls said that we will wait until he comes..They went with their heads hung down...We all went and sat in stadium and were enjoying the full day. We actually forgot the reason of why we assembled...:) Boys were seated in park.
• 2nd day of strike : This time we decided to do something serious so that the management takes some quick action. There was much chaos in the college. College management started to call each ward's parent and asked them to take their ward. They told parents that their daughter is leading the strike (incase of girls) or their son is in police station(incase of boys). We students cleverly called our parents from cell phones and informed them that there was nothing serious and said them not to worry about anything...:)Police gathered and asked students to leave the college. They were called by the management. Police said that they came to college by themselves. Boys called for the media persons. We girls were in restroom and boys were sending the updates through sms ( understood the use of sms only then..:) )
There was a tug of war between police and media..:)Hours went by. At noon, we students gathered infront of principal's room. The staffs called for student representatives so that they could speak to principal. We were waiting to know the result. It became very late and all buses started to take off. So all students went infront of buses and didn't allowed them to move. Police asked the boys to move and started to take video of girls. Girls got terrified and moved. It started to drizzle. We decided not to get into the bus until we knew the result. All buses took off. Reps came out and said that the management would allow us to wear color wear only on fridays. All students got irritated as they were trying to treat us like school students..The staffs said that we could continue our strike on Monday and asked us to leave to our home. We were reluctant. But after some time, we left and all decided to come on Monday with the same spirit.

 

The next day (Saturday ), all students received a letter from the college informing that all third year students are suspended and classes won't function.... 

Now, I am waiting for the college to open....to know what's going to happen next....:)

          http://www.hindu.com/2010/07/17/stories/2010071761300200.htm

  

Packaged tours Vs Personalised tours.

To begin with, suitability of either of (packaged or personalised tours) them depends a lot on a traveller. Both tours have their own merits & demerits. In a tour, major hassle & cost involve on two counts-stay & transportation; one should choose the type of tour where one has better solution available to him on these two counts. If you can organise yourself well or don't mind taking due pain on these two counts, one should go in for personalised tours for greater enjoyment, flexibility, cost saving, overall control of tour to match concurrent needs etc. These days with the help of internet, blogs, reviews & information on various channels, one can come to know of many significant aspects of one's tour before-hand. One can browse, enquire, speak to, cross check for authentic info and plan executable customised personalised tours / itinerary very well. However, in case of 1st trip to un-friendly areas/countries, due consideration for packaged tours is essential. If chosen packaged tour, one can 'explore' for "customised package tour " . But under every plan one must have complete written details meticulously of the packaged tours to ward off any deceit, compromise and unfair treatment during the tour plus the ability to tackle breaking of promise / deficiency in service when tour is on.

When you pen a letter, you put life into it

    Letter writing is an art, sometimes boring, sometimes exciting, but full of detail. For several centuries it was the main way people stayed in touch, especially those who had moved elsewhere, whether to other parts of the country or abroad. Letter writing was a process that could take an hour or several days, depending on the length of the epistle. Letters were joyfully received and replies penned. They were saved and treasured and often handed down through families as keepsakes and histories. These days most people communicate by email. Asking for someone’s address means their email address, not house number and street name. Handwritten letters are now being replaced by e-mail, sms, etc. It is no doubt that English language is literally getting mutilated by the modern trend of sms language and e-mails . All our words are shortened and this impact is seen in youngsters when they write their exams.
  It is high time that we know the importance of letters. Even though it consumes time, it increases our vocabulary, writing skill and is also saved as treasures.

a complete bliss...

Anbendra Mazhaiyile Agilangal nanaiyavae Adhiroopan thonrinaanae..
Vaikkoalin mel oru vairamai vairamai vandhavan minninaanae..
Vin meengal kanpaarka sooriyan thonrumo pugazhmaindhan thonrinaanae..
Kanneerin kayathai seneeril aatrave sisubaalan thonrinaanae..

Anbendra Mazhaiyile Agilangal nanaiyavae Adhiroopan thonrinaanae..
Porkonda boomiyil pookkadu kanavae pugazhmaindhan thonrinanae..

Kalvaari malaiyile kallonru pookavum karunaimagan thonrinanae..
nootrandu iravinai nodiyodu pokuidum oliyaga thondrinaanae..
irumbaana nenjilum eerangal kasiyavae iraibaalan thonrinaanae..
mutkaadu engilum pookadu pookavae puviraajan thonrinanae..

(Anbendra mazhaiyilae 2*)

OMG facts...!!

* Mosquitoes are attracted to pregnant women, overweight people, and sweaty people.

* Mosquitoes can fly through RAIN DROPS without getting hit.

*  Pi Day is celebrated on 3/14..... 1:59 P.M. on Pi day is the PI MINUTE. (Pi=3.14159...) 

*  The voice actors of Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse were actually married in real life! 

*  On the 10-piece Chicken McNugget box for McDonalds, there is a picture of 11 McNuggets!

Lifted up my patriotic spirit

This song is from movie Pardes, released on 1997. It was when I was six years old. I could remember humming this song often when I was young. Yesterday, I happened to hear this song in a Hindi channel after long gap. I felt like travelling back to my childhood days again. I set out to find some information about the song. 

"London" dekha "Paris" dekha...

I've seen London, I've seen Paris,

aur dekha "Japan"

and I've seen Japan.

"Michael" dekha "Elvis" dekha sab dekha meri jaan

I've seen Michael (Jackson), I've seen Elvis; I've seen it all, my darling;

saare jag mein kahin nahin hai duusra hindustaan

and in all the world there is no other India,

duusra hindustaan...

no other India...

yeh duniya ik dulhan...

This world is a bride,

dulhan ke maathe ki bindiya

and the jewel (bindi) on the bride's forehead

yeh mera india yeh mera india

is this India of mine, this India of mine.(2)

jab chheda balhaar kisi ne

It took a fabulous tune to

jhuumke saawan aaya

make the rains descend.

aag laga di paani mein jab

The water lit on fire

dipak raag sunaaya

at the sound of the Deepak raga.

saat suron ka sangam yeh jiwan giton ka maala

This life is a garland made of songs, the meeting of the seven notes.

ham apne bhagwaan ko bhi kahate hain baansuriwaala

We even call our God 'the flute player.' [i.e., Krishna]

( yeh mera india )

pihu pihu bole papihaa

The cuckoo caws, pihu pihu!

koyal koyal kuhu kuhu gaaye

The crow sings, kuhu kuhu!

hanste rote hamne jiwan ki sab git banaaye

In laughter and tears, we (Indians) made all of life's songs.

yeh saari duniya apne apne giton ko gaaye

This whole world sings to our songs.

git voh gaao jis se is mitti ki khushbu aaye

Sing the song from which the fragrance of this earth arises.

vatan mera india sajan mera india

India, my homeland; India, my beloved.

(yeh duniya ik dulhan... )

Lunatic obsession for fair complexion

(The Hindu -dated 16/6/2010)
Indians are usually obsessed with fair skin as they acquired this legacy from the British era. As our rulers were fair skinned, we also run after fair complexion . Markets too are loaded with fairness creams that promise to turn your complexion fair.Over the years many Indians have been programmed to equate fair skin with beauty, success and happiness. This craze for white skin has been aggressively marketed. In advertisements, it is always shown that in order to be successful, liked and approved by others, one needs to have fair skin.Unfortunately, people are only concerned about surface level beauty and pay little attention to a person's character, intelligence and other essential personality traits that make people complete as individuals.
As proof of India's obsession with colour, most people point to the preference in the marriage market for brides with a fair complexion. Indeed, the complexion of even the new-born girl child is scrutinised carefully by elders to see if the redness associated with birthwill give way to the fair complexion so beloved of most Indians. Woe betide any child who, in addition to having been born into the wrong gender, has committed the additional sin of being dark-complexioned.

It is high time people come out of this lunatic obsession for fairness as it no way determines the character or individuality of a person.
http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/letters/article458337.ece