இறந்தும் இருப்பர்

பற்றற்ற வாழ்வில் குற்றம் ஏது?

குற்றமற்ற உயிரில் கூற்றுவனுக்கு பங்கேது?

When compared to it…….???

Indian sub-continent is a great place, treasure of the world. Each and every spec of it is unique and self-contained. It shall not be degraded by comparing with other so called “developed” countries.

India is vastly self contained that it had plenty of languages where, each group(language based) had people from farmers to poets.

We ought to realize this and preserve it from the rest of the world. And not yield ourselves in fights induced by those selfish ASSES! Even if their asses grow fat and burst one day, they will use some technology to get it stitched and continue to meddle.

We have a great responsibilty here…

Proud to be an engineer?

Art doesnot have any constraints like “technology”.

Many are proud of being engineers.. cos they have only seen the surface of thoughts, but if one goes deep into it, one will realize how beautiful an art could be! It is harmless and sophisticated. And can be a great fodder for the sixth sense. (Ashtavadhana, Karnataka Sangita, etc…………)

Today’s so called “innovation and technology” are immensely machine (infrastructure) dependent and when compared to art the challenge they pose to our extra sense is negligible, for which we are paying our whole planet. It really lacks spirituality and concept of life.

In my dream… I had a dream!

After the school hours, she and I
Went to a road bounded by woods nearby.
There was no sign of buzzing civilians.
And the encaptivating company made me feel lika an avian.
Like a rising sun right in front,
We saw a fluttering butterfly.
After which like a huge ocean wave
She smiled with a blush!
I can see watered desert rose
on her crestless moon face.
My eyes got perched on it and
I turned into a newborn lamb.
Having attained the peak of happiness
I closed my eyes breathing out the cold breeze.
After a long time I opened my eyes.
And I saw nothing but-
But the same smile of hers framed and hanged
Below which a pair of candles and a bunch of flowers placed.

Switzerland of the east is burning… you know?

Yes. I wish… I marry a muslim girl.

Language and Prestige. Are they different?

English is just a language. Not Prestige. According to me both are different.

And those who don’t realize this are ass heads. Thats what my “mind” thinks of those so called “prestigious heads”.

Can we pass it on to the future?

I am an Indian,

I like our culture and

I am proud to announce that “IT” will be-

Be preserved and passed on to the future!

["INDEPENDENT" of the western influence.]

2 kinds of men, who want to go to US and those who don’t???

This I found in  www.nittians.com

“Welcome to the ROTGAD (Realization of the great American Dream)”

Guys, for godsake, US is not the only country that does research there are countries elsewhere that do the same, actually better research is going on than those so called “Great American” Universities. Its only a cheap propaganda by the US government.

In a way I feel embarrased noticing this quote in the Nittians Blogsite. I gave GRE twice and have a decent score to get a decent lot of Univs but now I realize that it was only a hype that existed in our campus, that time I was not aware many other places that are good in reasearch. You can refer to this book called “Introduction to Microsystems for Mechanical Engineers” there you can discover many research plots, it is also mentioned that Germany is 10 yrs ahead in research when compared to US. US, ofcourse is a good place but not the only place!

You guys really know what American dreams are? Well, according to me, “Sell a product at any cost and make ENORMOUS profit!”.

link..

find yet another one in

nittians.com/2008/06/01/contentment-that-i-felt/

just one life, so why bother about others?

I didn’t know what to do; the power in our hostel just went away. Lighting a pair of candles and having a mirror on the table I took my seat, sitting next to it. That was when Mr. X entered with a ‘Hello’.

X: Whats up? What you planning for the weekend?

Me: Nothing much planning to go for some movie and just chill out

X: Oh! Aren’t you going for the REC school nearby to take special weekend classes?

Me: Ahh! No….

X: Why?

Me: C’mon! Weekend is the only time I’ll be free and I just wanna enjoy..

X: just think for a while is it not your responsibility to help the less privileged people?

Me: bullshit! What you talking about?

X: you are not living a life but a gift! You are given something so that you will share it among the crowd and

that is why you are here.

Me: oh! Chaat, Anyways I’ve just one life and I am gonna live it to the fullest, all myself.. Life is to enjoy! Where did the responsibilities come in?

X: hmmm just one life eh? This thought made this world worse… there is a life after death, it’s the second part. You can find it comfortable only by living in the lives of thousands. You are here enjoying all these comforts just because someone somewhere had shared it. Just think if your parents thought it the same way and made you study in one of those schools of lesser facilities … Well! You can make the life’s second part sweeter only by taking responsibility in your living part of life!

Me: is that true? Is there an account?

X: gosh! You people will only help others if you have an account? Don’t you feel ashamed for asking this?

Me: aah? I’m sorry …

In the darkness, looking at the burning candles, I thought for a while and realized his words. “Hey! Power has come” shouted my friends, after which Mr. X in the mirror disappeared. The room was bright everywhere and my sight went glassy for sometime but a while after everything was clear.