<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592</id><updated>2012-01-03T02:46:34.347+05:30</updated><category term='On your Mark'/><title type='text'>Whats with me?</title><subtitle type='html'>All Characters depicted in these blogs are real. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely intentional</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-5041817323672388523</id><published>2008-09-11T23:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:15:04.547+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Saroja - The Review</title><content type='html'>As you all know, expectations were sky high, and I must say, they did notdisappoint. There are talks that this was a rip-off from Judgement Night,but frankly , I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awaited film of the year after Dasavatharam. A movie drastically different from Chennai 600028 in terms of the plot, but with a similar execution. Everything they have tried has worked. The storyline is simple.Girl gets kidnapped. Four guys who are lost end up in the vicious kidnapper's hood and end up actually saving the girl.&lt;br /&gt;The entire movie's life span is 3 days. From the day before till the current day. The movie takes its time to kick off. It takes its own leisurely pace to unwind. There is the character introduction, a couple of songs, a lot of comic moments until Venkat Prabhu asks you to fasten yourseat belts. After that, it is one hell of a roller coaster ride with satiric humor in  between.&lt;br /&gt;Since you must have already read about the story, I will have you what to watch out for, the hits and misses about Saroja. No doubt this is going tobe a hit, so there's really no need for a detailed review about the story.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is filled with its comic moments, especially from Premji. His one-liners are awesome. He doesn't spare anyone from Simbu to Rajni (watchout for "I was helpless...I was cornered). Even though his emotions dont go well with the situation in hand, you can eat it up because of the humor he provides. How could he keep his cool and crack these plain jokes when your lives are on the line. It seems artificial, but as I said, just eat it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation is down to earth, the way these guys plan their escape is completely believable and races through time.The camera work is amazing. You can easily point out to 3 of the songs that were inserted, CHeeky Cheeky, Dost Bada Dost, and Kodana Kodi. but who wouldn't want to have them inserted? All the songs rock. Yuvan raps his wayin Cheeky Cheeky, a decision he will soon regret. His behind the scenes stuff will suffice. His histrionics in front of the camera is uncalled for.Dost Bada Dost is a peppy number even though it has the strangest oflyrics. (like Ozone endru vaanil kooda oattai undu).OMG!!!Somebody has gotto tell the lyricist that the hole in the Ozone layer is what is called a Ozone hole, and it is in no way the name of the hole.Nikitha, plays the absolutely inevitable damsel among the gang of goons.She gets a song to shake her hips, and thats kodana kodi. She oozes oomph all through the song. Really HOT!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the performances, SPB Charan stands out. The new girl Vega is also awesome. Premji and Shiva have similar roles as that of Chennai 600028.Shiva has his share of one-liners. The other guy Vaibhav, is a revelation.Prakash Raj just sleep walks through his role. And finally, Jeyaram ...he should stop accepting roles like these. It really doesn't suit him and makes the role all the more artificial. His dialogue delivery is gimmicky , if anything.&lt;br /&gt;Saroja, has its really good share of flaws and cliches as well. The first 30 mins. The triangular love story, girl talking about her love on the exact same day and time as the other guy, guy keeping it to himself...ohhthat piece was so lame.The single dame in the middle of a bunch of thugs who needs to wear hersaree well below her navel and do an item number. One guy trying to be obscene with the kidnapped girl. Guys with guns all around, with no idea how to use 'em. A group of beggars/rag-pickers in the middle of a deserted factory. One of them actually claims that the only way to get out is to geton board a running Goods train?? What they be doing there? Smoking Pot?Drive from Chennai to Hyd for a one-day match? R u crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the movie, all these flaws are few and far in between.Altogether, this is a thorough entertainer. I would go to the extent ofsaying, its better than Chennai 600028, simply because Chennai 600028 was A la Carte, Saroja, is an amazing buffet. Go get your tickets NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saroja - It doesn't get better than this quite often.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 7.5/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-5041817323672388523?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5041817323672388523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=5041817323672388523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5041817323672388523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5041817323672388523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/09/saroja-review.html' title='Saroja - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-4717989787859579397</id><published>2008-09-10T04:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-10T04:18:10.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jeyam Kondan _ The Review</title><content type='html'>First things first, did someone tell Vinay that you need to sport a mush tomake it big in Kollywood. I would like to know who that person is. Dude,you know better. Get rid of that thing....immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the review. Personally I thought this was going to be a triangularlove story after seeing the promos. But I was pleasantly surprised to findout it wasn't. The story goes like this, Vinay returns to India from UK,only to find out all the savings he had sent to his dad, has gone missing ,after his father's death. He learns that his dad has invested everything ona house in Madurai. When he makes preps to sell the house, he is shocked tofind out that he has a step sister who also has her eyes on the money. Restof the film shows how they try to resolve this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lekha makes an impressive debut as the stubborn girl whose ambition is todo her Masters in MIT, Boston. The film 'tries' to be authentic and naturalthroughout. But you really get sick of the 'MIT' talk after sometime.Seriously, if its her aim to study there, who cares. Why bother us with theMIT gyan. She wants to sell her Dad's house (technically, its her StepBrother's), so that she can do her MS. And this she does without Vinay'sknowledge. And she even tries to justify her act. She goes to the extent ofblaming Vinay for spoiling her ambition. Wow..How selfish is that? If thatshow her character wanted to be portrayed, sorry....I dont buy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinay, on the other half, is cool, calm and collected. He never losespatience, and tries to avoid trouble as much as possible. He is the usualsoft-spoken human you find on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the story, Vinay goes to Madurai, to find a buyer for thehouse, as luck would have it, he runs into trouble with a local goon(Actually I forgot his name. Its the same guy who was the North Madras Donin Polladhavan). The villain believes it was Vinay's fault that he findshis wife dead. From here on, the movie gets artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinay, to avoid further trouble, escapes to Chennai and tries to mortgagethe house. Meanwhile, situations tempt him to stay at his Step sister'shouse. And I bet you can guess the rest of the story. The brother andsister understand each other and come to terms and finally its time for the climax. He beats the bad guy and brings the story to a logical end with amessage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, Bhavna gets to play Vinay's love interest. She is avillage belle, who comes to Chennai to play VolleyBall for 15 days. Butlost her memory , I guess. Coz she never attempts to play volleyball or tryto return after 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivek, in a movie after a long time. but nothing much to write about.Vivek, as usual. Santhanam also tries his hand at village humour, andsucceeds partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Jeyam Kondan, is not a bad movie. It has its heart in the rightplace. But the execution fails after the interval.It tries a whole lot of things, when it should be really concentrating onlyon the central theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinay delivers a neat performance. However, its a bumper offer for Lekha,and she doesn't disappoint either. Nothing much to say about others. I seemto have a soft corner for this movie, not sure why, maybe because I thinkLekha is cool. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeyam Kondaan - Good.Only in Parts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 4.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-4717989787859579397?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4717989787859579397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=4717989787859579397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/4717989787859579397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/4717989787859579397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/09/jeyam-kondan-review.html' title='Jeyam Kondan _ The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-447383513119454611</id><published>2008-09-09T22:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:48:19.629+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dhaam Dhoom - The Review</title><content type='html'>I've always felt Jeeva was one of the very few educated film makers that Tamil cinema had. Its unfortunate that we lost him. Although none of his films were runaway hits, they were trendy and made sense much like his latest and last venture Dhaam Dhoom.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the storyline. A genius young Doctor (Jeyam Ravi) visits Russia for a medical conference, gets trapped in a conspiracy where he is alleged of Murder. His struggle in Russia to get back to his homeland forms the main storyline. Ofcourse, there is the mandatory side track where he romances a village belle Kangana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts of expected line with an intro song, which was picturised very badly btw. Its hard to digest Jeyam Ravi as the genius young doctor especially if he's going to run around Chennai streets singing rap songs with a kerchief tied to his knee. But thats how it goes. The movie doesn't have much to say till the plot moves to Russia. The drug and law and order situation in current Russia is something that not many of us would not connect to, but it has been told in a very subtle and amateurish fashion, especially the scene where the Russian girl smuggles the drugs with the help of Jeyam Ravi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl Maria gets in touch with Jeyam ravi to get her stuff back, gets cozy with him and the next morning, is found murdered in Ravi's hotel room. The fact that she is the Police Commissioner's daughter makes matters worse for Jeyam Ravi. As Rajni would say, he is helpless and cornered. Enter Jeyaram, the officer from the Indian Embassy who tries to help Jeyam Ravi with the support of Lakshmi Rai, an advocate who appears on behalf of Ravi. How Lakshmi Rai and jeyam Ravi handle the situation and win over it forms the rest of the story. Explaining it any further would amount to giving away anything already left of the story.&lt;br /&gt;During his most nightmarish experience, Jeyam Ravi thinks about those happy and peaceful days when he fell in love with Kangana (to who he is engaged to). Except for the idea, the romance really does not work. We have seen umpteen movies where the heroine is a village belle playing pranks on others with the help of a few over-reacting kids. So thats done and dusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs and background score are the major forces that drive this film. Though most of the songs are unnecessary and slow the pace of the movie, they are a treat to the ears nevertheless. The theme of a normal helpless person emerging winner against all odds is bound to appeal to mass audiences. Vikram rose to superstardom with this approach (specifically in Dhil and Dhool). One must wait and watch how it fares for Jeyam Ravi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the movie has its own share of flaws. The climax is a big let down. One guy drives a Ford Endeavour with Dark glasses. We must accept that he is the biggest druglord in Russia. And he will be travelling alone , driving his own vehicle , to a place where his life is in danger. I guess, Jeeva had a different idea for the climax before his untimely demise. Because the climax cannot be connected to the rest of the movie. Its plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeyam ravi's family listens to Sun News where they say , an indian was killed the previous night in an encounter in Russia. The family fairly assumes it is Jeyam Ravi. However we see him walking down the streets of Chennai the next morning after what is shown as a court hearing in which he is released. All in one night ?? Including the travel??? Is this some kind of joke, that I did not understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot becomes predictable after a first few scenes. Its simple to guess who the mole is, especially cause Jeeva lets out a lot of clues (Clearly for B &amp;amp; C). Jeyam Ravi has really done a nice job , underplaying his emotions and both make it all believable and brings in the sympathy factor. All said, this is indeed a one-time watch especially after all the trash that you has been fed in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dhaam Dhoom - Wasted Firecracker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 5/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-447383513119454611?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/447383513119454611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=447383513119454611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/447383513119454611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/447383513119454611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/09/dhaam-dhoom-review.html' title='Dhaam Dhoom - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-792259448965061906</id><published>2008-06-18T03:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-18T03:05:44.158+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dasavatharam - The Review</title><content type='html'>Could there be any other movie in the history of Tamil Cinema that had the same amount of "hype and hoopla" that was given to this one. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;In this review, I'm not going to talk about the story just the characters. Kamal donning 10 roles. Wow...10 roles. But...But..How many are actually needed? Its for you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rangaraja Nambi - The guy in the 12th century piece. This part is awesome. The visuals are breathtaking. The song is amazing. But much does this connect with the rest of movie - Zilch. Could not find any relation between this one and the rest of the movie. Or was it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes Avataar Singh. A caricature...who delivers dialogues like "Iva mela Pyaar Irukkudhay" and then sings an awful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...The Japanese Kung Fu expert, the first time you see him, the make up looks like some poor guy heavily disfigured because of a fire accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next..Kalif Ullah...who appears dumb (or is he supposed to look that way). The character is 7 foot tall...Again..why? No clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next..as the US president..no real reason. It appears that all these characters are skecthed just because Kamal wanted them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poovaragan - Agreed. Great acting. We all know Kamal's acting is awesome. But the necessity of this character certainly needs questioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Iyengar Paati - Provides some comic relief. Make up sucked but paati was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Naidu - Was the best of the lot. Mannerisms and dialogue delivery were awesome. Again..provides some much needed comic relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Govind - The usual Kamal. Need I say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Fletcher - Surprise Package. I expected that he would make a complete mockery of the ex-CIA role. But this was awesome. But you need to accept all his spider-man stunts coz he is ex-CIA. No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, Dasavatharam is not a bad movie by any stretch of imagination. But you just couldn't feel satisfied with what was offered. You expected a lot more. But ended up with great disappointment. How else can you explain the scene where the bullet takes the tumor out in a Kamal movie. For a second, it gave me a feeling I was in a Vijayakanth movie.&lt;br /&gt;Kamal gives a prelude, before the movie begins that all incidents in this world are related. But sadly, the screenplay dint justify. The only saving grace is the climax. The Tsunami, created for a good cause, was really a novel thought. But apart from that the movie falls flat.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, that the movie will be a great hit. But as a fan, it disappoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dasavatharam - Empty Vessel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 5/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-792259448965061906?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/792259448965061906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=792259448965061906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/792259448965061906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/792259448965061906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/06/dasavatharam-review.html' title='Dasavatharam - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-5847821440662613074</id><published>2008-06-18T01:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-18T04:44:43.058+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kuruvi - The Review</title><content type='html'>Dharani, Vijay, Trisha ,Vidyasagar. Although you do not spot great talent in these names, you expect this mix to deliver a commercial 'masala' entertainer like the previous outing - "Gilli". Once cannot blame Vijay because , it is Mahesh Babu's fault that he could not deliver hits after Okkadu and Pokiri. Else, why would Vijay even think about acting in a straight tamil movie that is not directed by Ramana or Perarasu.&lt;br /&gt;And what's with Vijay doing a race sequence in the beginning of every movie? First it was a bike race in Thirumalai. Then 100M dash in ATM and now a car race. And ,ofcourse, he wins...what were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Coming to Kuruvi. The movie gets the name from a slang used "somewhere" in Chennai (I say somewhere because the sets were so shoddy that I couldn't make out which part of Chennai Vijay actually lived in). Kuruvi represents people who travel to Malaysia/Gulf to deliver goods for those Indians who reside there.&lt;br /&gt;When Vijay needs cash to re-pay his debt for the house after his father ditched them and disappeared, he agrees to go to Malaysia as a "Kuruvi" to get the amount (some 50 lacs) from a guy in Malaysia who owes his father that amount.&lt;br /&gt;The reference to Kuruvi ends there, and there is really no need for the movie to be called Kuruvi, except the fact that Trisha keeps yelling the name every now and then to get on your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;So Vijay travels to Malaysia, to meet Gocha (what a name?) who, as you would expect is a diamond smuggler and ....I'm not really sure. He is some kind of a Gang Leader with a gang and lots of cash. So when Vijay demands for cash, his ass is obviously kicked and he returns the favor and soon all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;So to get his money back, Vijay steals a really expensive diamond from Gocha(by swapping it with something else...where did he find it?? wrong question). Trisha spots Vijay in his Mask of Zorro style and falls for him immediately when he does some circus stunts and follows him all the way to chennai. She had decided that Vijay would be her life partner. What a wastrel!&lt;br /&gt;Ok...the movie is bearable until now. Then the plot moves to Chennai/Andhra where Gocha follows Vijay. And you, along with Vijay, find out that this is no ordinary scam. His father and all his employers are taken as bonded labourers in Kadappa for Diamond mining by Gocha and Konda Reddy (ha ha) and his brother. The guy as Konda Reddy's brother is actually a decent actor. He did a decent job in Polladhavan. Here he is made to deliver high decibel dialogues and talk some telugu. And he does a terrible job at that pronuncing "Cheppu" (Talk) as "Seppu".There is also one more guy, Kadappa Raja who is the baddie in charge of the mine (?). So there ends the bad guys list, straight out of a B-movie flick.&lt;br /&gt;But what we also find out , (unfortunately Vijay doesn't), is that this has been the most horrific 2 hours of your life considering you have paid $15 for a first day ticket after all the hype. So you are ecstatic when the movie ends, you thank God that you have successfully survived the 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Oh..If you haven't guessed by now, I haven't let the climax out. Watch for yourself. Yaam petra inbam, peruga ivvaiyagam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuruvi - Mass "Murder" Entertainer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 2/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-5847821440662613074?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5847821440662613074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=5847821440662613074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5847821440662613074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5847821440662613074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/06/kuruvi-review.html' title='Kuruvi - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-6870400310506941277</id><published>2008-05-04T06:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-04T06:08:16.194+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Arai Enn 305'il Kadavul - The Review</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I had huge regards for Simbudhevan after watching his 23rd Pulikesi. I loved every frame of it. That one was fresh and unbelieavable funny. Historic comedy?? I had never even heard of that before. And to pull it off with such finesse...it was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...but...what about his second venture?? It is a personal records of sorts for me. Never in my 15 yr movie going experince have I walked out of a movie hall before the end of the movie. Unbelievable? Believe It. But I had to break my record this one time. I was out before the last 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cudn't find a trace of creativity that was overflowing in 23rd pulikesi. Actually I'm confused as to what genre this movie belongs. Its definitely not comedy...ofcourse..the serious matters make us laugh..but thats unintended comedy. Is it a kids movie?? Maybe...coz..u have some graphic stuff happening here and there. And there's that crappy thing called Galaxy Box...or Power of galaxy or G-Box or some shit. But..there is that one scene between Rajesh and Prakash Raj...where they debate about the existence of God...and that is serious evidence that this is no kids movie...One of the kids in the movie hall actually started crying at the end of the scene. We were all looking at each other with the same expression.."Why blood...Same Blood".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to explain what this movie is about because its inexplicable. It sure is wasted talent. Simbudhevan....better luck next time. On second thoughts...it wud be better off if we include this in the "Moral Instructions" lessons that the poor kids have to deal with in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arai En - Stay as far away as possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 3/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-6870400310506941277?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/6870400310506941277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=6870400310506941277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/6870400310506941277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/6870400310506941277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/arai-enn-305il-kadavul-review.html' title='Arai Enn 305&apos;il Kadavul - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-927873235069343983</id><published>2008-05-04T05:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:51:09.311+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yaaradi Nee Mohini - The Review</title><content type='html'>Ohhh Yessss...I wanted to watch this one after some stupid movie review site called it "a treat for rom-com lovers". To say the least , romanace and dhanush are like...miles away from each other. To begin with, this was a remake of a telugu movie that I cant spell, but it was made by Selvaraghavan. How on earth could selva make such a movie. Or maybe it was better in Telugu? Honestly, I do not have the courage to watch the Telugu version after I've watched this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhanush + Software Engineer -&gt; Does this make any sense to you? It doesn't to me. But actually thats what he becomes. A software engineer who works for a s/w company whose entire system crashes becuase Dhanush plays with his keyboard. A company whose HR executive is also the Project Manager for the techie project.A company who delivers a 'CD' as a deliverable to their client. Forget it...Dhanush just does "something" for "some" company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story - yes..actually a story does exist. Dhanush falls for Nayan and joins her company in a bid to woo her. Things go crazy between both of them eventually resulting in the death of Dhanush's Dad (Raguvaran in a very decent portrayal). Dhanush is left without anyone. His friend Karthik (our modern Alva Raja) who is about to get married invites Dhanush along to his so called "orthodox" home in some place in TN. There is no prize for guessing that Nayan is the same girl that Karthik is engaged to. What follows is total crap. The way they have portrayed a Brahmin household is trash. All characters seem straight out of "1980 Cinemas". Plot is entirely predictable. There is no chemistry between the lead pair. The songs are poor. The humor is pathetic. You reach a point where you cannot bear all this any further, and at that point, thank God, the movie ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to talk about this one.Just save your money for a rough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaaradi Nee Mohini - Damp Squib&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 4/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-927873235069343983?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/927873235069343983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=927873235069343983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/927873235069343983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/927873235069343983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/yaaradi-nee-mohini-review.html' title='Yaaradi Nee Mohini - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-7978534320570872429</id><published>2008-05-04T05:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-04T05:28:03.505+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anjathey - The Review</title><content type='html'>My review for 2008. And what a way to start it...Anjathey according to me is the movie of the year so far. I was expecting a lot out of Mysskin especially after watching his debut movie "Chithiram Pesudhadi". Its a shame that this movie did not get released in the US. I had to wait a long while before I could catch a glimpse of this movie online. The opening scene where the director has done amazing camera work gives u more than a clue of whats in store. Top Notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is simple. Two friends. One (Ajmal) with a vison to join the police force, and one(Narain) without any. Obviously things do not end up the way they want to be. Narain ends up joining the Police force in the most crooked way possible. Honest and Eligible Ajmal ends up with nothing. Actually this part of the movie is the weakest link, because you can pretty much figure out whats going to happen. Come On...after all, it is a Tam movie. Everytime Ajmal starts like "Dei...Nan SI ayiduven da"..rest assured that he wont become one. Ajmal's helplessness and jealousy lands their friendship in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the actual story kicks off...Prasanna and Pandiarajan head a gang in North Madras...pretty new to Tamil cinema....yup...they are kidnappers. Young girls being kidnapped and raped for ransom is nothing new..but it is being portrayed in a way you call "non-cinemathanam". Narain, along with Ponvannan (Keerthi Vasan) head the team that needs to nab this gang and end their tryst. I guess this team is called AGW...but I'm more than a 100% certain..there was no explanation given as to what AGW is. Much of the story line is predictable. Ajmal has to join the bad guys, good guys face off against bad guys, and alls well that ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narain has done a neat portrayal. His character looks much similar to the one he portrayed in "Chithiram Pesudhadi". Ajmal is a surprise Package. A sweet surprise. Prasanna, has done a brave attempt. And how well has it paid off...He carries the character with ease. Vijayalakshmi as the girl next door fits the bill. But a little make up wouldn't have done any bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film stretches a bit towards the end. A couple of unnecessary songs could have been done away with. But looking through all these negatives, Anajathey is a taut edge-of-the-seat thriller. Mysskin is sure to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anjathey - Dont Miss It.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 7.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-7978534320570872429?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7978534320570872429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=7978534320570872429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7978534320570872429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7978534320570872429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2008/05/anjathey-review.html' title='Anjathey - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-2780991618370590724</id><published>2007-12-12T16:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:02:02.262+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Evano Oruvan - The review</title><content type='html'>The best movie I have seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Evano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oruvan&lt;/span&gt; - The review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my stint with good movies keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;continuing&lt;/span&gt; with this one after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Polladhavan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Evano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Oruvan&lt;/span&gt; is a class apart. Its in a totally different league altogether. It does not make you think, it does not propose a solution, its definitely not a trend setter. What it does is , slap reality right on your face. Its so strong that there was a deafening silence when people walked out of the movie hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is a remake of the Marathi Film &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dombivli&lt;/span&gt; Fast directed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Nishikant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kamat&lt;/span&gt; (who dons the role in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tamil&lt;/span&gt; as well). Its about a common man's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;upsurgence&lt;/span&gt; against the society in a rather dynamic manner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Madhavan&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sridhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Vasudevan&lt;/span&gt; is a banker who abides by his ethics that everyone is being taught only in school. This earns him the disrespect among his co-workers, his wife and the society. Angered and cornered, he turns against them with violence as his weapon. The moment with the shop keeper is so well made and written that you feel happy for Maddy once he has shattered the shop left, right and center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sangeetha&lt;/span&gt; as the housewife is brilliant and has ideally underplayed with her emotions in the second half of the film. Its never too melodramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Seeman&lt;/span&gt; as the corrupt police officer full of heart, wins your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sympathy&lt;/span&gt;. His portrayal is top notch. He has the potential to become a commendable character artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an attempt to take Tamil Cinema to the next level. Do appreciate it. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Tamil&lt;/span&gt; audience once did a terrible mistake by staying out of the movie halls of '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Anbe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sivam&lt;/span&gt;'. Hope they would not repeat the same mistake again. Please do go and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Evano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Oruvan&lt;/span&gt; - A film about you and me. Its a must watch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-2780991618370590724?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2780991618370590724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=2780991618370590724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/2780991618370590724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/2780991618370590724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-movie-i-have-seen-in-long-time.html' title='Evano Oruvan - The review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1466221935595910693</id><published>2007-12-12T16:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:36:02.474+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Polladhavan - The review</title><content type='html'>Now its time for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Polladhavan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Polladhavan&lt;/span&gt; - The review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially had my apprehensions about watching a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; movie. But Voila, how bloody wrong I was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Polladhavan&lt;/span&gt; was clearly a surprise package. It was neatly done with finesse. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; is a happy-go-lucky guy who along with his friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Karunas&lt;/span&gt; (in a commendable role) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santhanam&lt;/span&gt; (again..a neat portrayal) are pretty much jobless and spend their time on the streets of North Madras. Things go smooth until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dhanush's&lt;/span&gt; Dad (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Murali&lt;/span&gt;) questions him about some money that has been stolen. This creates some tension among the two resulting in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; questioning him about his responsibilities as Dad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; points to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Murali&lt;/span&gt; that he has not done anything financially to help him obtain a job. Angered and Humiliated, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Murali&lt;/span&gt; returns with 70k and asks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; to take it and do whatever he wants with it. The guy he is, he goes and buys a brand new Pulsar. As luck would have it, he manages to get a job and win his girl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; thinks the bike is certainly his good luck. This bike gets stolen during a murder night and then the story revolves as to how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; tries to find the lost bike. This lands him in trouble with the local duds and how he manages to reign supreme forms the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a superlative effort one should say. The director had certainly done his homework w.r.t to drug trafficking, smuggling, Bike Robbery, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Pudhupettai&lt;/span&gt; mechanics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;. The cinematography is top notch and travels through the muddy and ugly streets of North Madras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Balaji&lt;/span&gt; has done a neat job but his portrayals are getting stereo-typed. The Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kishore&lt;/span&gt; gives an amazing performance and is full of class. He is not the usual Tamil film Dada that you come across. "Out" as his right hand, has also done a neat job. Though the plot is lifted from "Bicycle Thieves", the screenplay is brilliantly adapted to North Madras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; is back to his brilliant self with a terrific performance. The face-off at the hospital between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Dhanush&lt;/span&gt; and the gang stands out. He has certainly worked on his physique as well. South Indian "Bruce Lee" might actually suit him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt; as the heroine does not have much to do. But she does not hinder the film's pace as many heroines these days do. Songs could have been much better or the director could have done away with them. The re-mix &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; is bound to be a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a lot of violence and gore especially in the second half could have been avoided or underplayed. This is bound to keep the family and women crowd away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Vettri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Maran&lt;/span&gt; seems to be a class act. We hope this effort will not go unnoticed and he gets back to film-making and delivers some commendable performances such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Polladhavan&lt;/span&gt; - Quality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 7/10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1466221935595910693?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1466221935595910693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1466221935595910693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1466221935595910693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1466221935595910693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/12/polladhavan-review.html' title='Polladhavan - The review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1863488636657658289</id><published>2007-12-12T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:36:27.251+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vel - The review</title><content type='html'>After a short break, here goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vel&lt;/span&gt; - The Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I got so fed up with this movie that it took me nearly a month to think about writing the review. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vel&lt;/span&gt; is totally full of formula, that leaves you thinking about directing your own movie. I am not going into the details of what its all about. When I did read some reviews about this movie, I thought it was a decent attempt with an intelligent and racy screenplay. This was no where near to intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole film is made in such high decibel that you tend to walk away from the screening fed up with those "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yeeeeeiiiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;"s and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DDDDeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;"s. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GOd&lt;/span&gt; knows why Surya would choose a film such as this after a stint with the likes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gautam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Menon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bala&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Asin&lt;/span&gt; in a hopeless role. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Saranya&lt;/span&gt;, the stereotype mother. Lakshmi, the filmy grandmother.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kalabavan&lt;/span&gt; Mani, the good-for-nothing villain. You name it...you got it. This film is full of cliches and formula that you can almost predict the whole movie since the first reel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phew...What a waste of time. Stay as far away from this as you can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other hand, if you do like this movie (as they did in many B &amp;amp; C centres), kindly stop reading my blog. Its not meant for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating : 2/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1863488636657658289?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1863488636657658289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1863488636657658289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1863488636657658289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1863488636657658289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/12/vel-review.html' title='Vel - The review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-798521625176313366</id><published>2007-11-20T23:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:38:34.548+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kannamoochi Yenada - The Review</title><content type='html'>Here goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kannamoochi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kannamoochi&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vijay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Natarajan's&lt;/span&gt; Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes into the movie, something makes you feel that this movie is not of the same league as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kanda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mudhal&lt;/span&gt;. May be because the handling is on similar lines as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kanda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mudhal&lt;/span&gt; or may be , you were expecting too much? The movie starts with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Prithviraj&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt;), a young software professional who runs his Uncle's(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Radha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ravi&lt;/span&gt;) company in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kuala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lampur&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Sandhya&lt;/span&gt; (Deva), a Psychiatry student in KL , having an unpleasant introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; falls in love with Deva, and soon Deva reciprocates in typical filmy style. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; , earns the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;enemity&lt;/span&gt; of his Uncle because of this, as Deva belongs to a different caste. Soon, his Uncle chucks him out of his company and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; is jobless. In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;meantime&lt;/span&gt;, Deva plans to bring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; to Chennai to meet her family and earn their acceptance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt;, does not disclose about his current situation to Deva (for reasons known only to the Director) and decides to travel to Chennai to meet Deva's family (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Sathyaraj&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Radhika&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sathyaraj&lt;/span&gt;, who is totally against his daughter's wish, wants to prove that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; is not a suitable match for her. What follows then is being told in a rather subdued manner when you expect something close to a laugh riot. How &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Harish&lt;/span&gt; finally manages to win &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Sathyaraj's&lt;/span&gt; heart and in turn redeems his relationship with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Sandhya&lt;/span&gt; forms the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Sathyaraj&lt;/span&gt;, wins the race hands down with his timing and dialogue delivery. His lines such as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Nalla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;paruppu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sambhar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;vasana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;adikkudhu&lt;/span&gt;" and "Yen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Aunty'nu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;koopudalaamay&lt;/span&gt;" bring the house down. The first half travels with ease and is easy on the eyes and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half, stumbles, gets slower , takes an altogether different (&amp;amp; unnecessary) path. The screenplay especially loses its track with the introduction of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Priya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole movie appears to be some kind of an expensive theatre act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the director had the guts to give more use to the scissors , the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;screenplay&lt;/span&gt; would have been crisp and taut. But , nevertheless, you need to give credit to the director for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;giving&lt;/span&gt; a decent , funny family entertainer with healthy comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Kannamoochi&lt;/span&gt; - Play the game Once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would rate it 4/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-798521625176313366?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/798521625176313366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=798521625176313366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/798521625176313366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/798521625176313366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/kannamoochi-yenada-review.html' title='Kannamoochi Yenada - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-4496004314528024933</id><published>2007-11-20T23:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T14:46:37.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Azhagiya Tamil Magan - The Review</title><content type='html'>Ok...this blog looks virtually non-existent..primarily because I returned to India. So I'm back to doing what I love most...watching movies...So I just thought I'll share my review with you folks...So here goes ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATM - Vijay Natarajan's Review. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie begins in typical Vijay style with the hero emerging victorious in what he does. This time though , he is a 100m dash Runner and the fastest in the state.&lt;br /&gt;What follows next is the opening song which showers laurels on Vijay. But for a change the song impresses you , courtesy AR Rahman's music and voice. Its all too familiar after that. Multi millionaire girl(Shreya) meets Small town boy , what else, falls in love, and to everyone's surprise, both their parents decide not to be stereotype filmy parents and accept for their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upto this point the movie travels with ease with Vijay carrying it in his shoulders through his trademark comical touch. Then Vijay(Guru) realizes that he is suddenly able to see the future. He consults Dr.Rudhran who confirms that its due to his extra sensory perception. (Clearly made scene for B &amp;amp; C centres). Then the unimaginable twist happens, Guru has one of the weirdest dreams where he stabs Shreya with a knife. Banking on the fact that, whatever he dreams is definitely bound to happen, he decides to stay away from Shreya for her safety (and rather expectantly, does not inform anyone about that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guru moves to Mumbai where the director invites you with another surprise (Sweet for some, bitter for many). Yes, Another Vijay(as Prasad). Only then Guru realizes that the person in his dream must have been Prasad and gears up to save Shreya from him. But unfortunately Guru meets with an accident in Mumbai and is hospitalised. Prasad, leaves to Chennai, to collect his debts from a jeweller in Chennai (played by Sayaji Shinde). Again, the plot gets predictable here, Shreya meets Prasad in Chennai, assumes he is Guru and takes him home. Prasad, who does not wish to let go of this golden opportunity, clearly impersonates Guru to stake claim of all of Shreya's property. Its all too convenient for Prasad, that Guru maintains a diary (Yaawwnnn!) where he pens down all important occasions in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Guru does recover and return to Chennai, no one (including his friends) is ready to believe that he is Guru. No prizes for guessing what happens next, yes, good meets good, bad learns his lesson and end of story. The fact that Prasad realizes his mistakes coz of a lengthy sentence spoken by Shreya(on Chastity) is totally filmy and unrealistic. Shreya has the usual role to play , that of a dumb doll. So it does appear convincing, when she is not able to differentiate between both the Vijays. She always picks the wrong guy. Music acts as a saving grace, but badly inserted songs , disturb the already dented tempo. Oh yeah!, we do have Namitha, who is ironically paired against Prasad. For all, she appears less than 5 minutes in the movie barring one item number where she is full of flesh in the literal sense.&lt;br /&gt;Overall the movie might seem enjoyable, if you decide not to wear your thinking hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothathil Azhagiya tamil magan - Paamargalukku mattum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For others, ATM roughly translates to [A]VOID [T]HIS [M]OVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating - 4/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-4496004314528024933?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/4496004314528024933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=4496004314528024933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/4496004314528024933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/4496004314528024933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/11/azhagiya-tamil-magan-review.html' title='Azhagiya Tamil Magan - The Review'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-8664507377627091917</id><published>2007-01-23T00:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:02:59.074+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Parthasarathy Team!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RbUQ7RbNCUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TfVOFnyOOeY/s1600-h/vaidy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022939569877485890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RbUQ7RbNCUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TfVOFnyOOeY/s200/vaidy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disclaimer - If you are not a cricket lover..please refrain from reading this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I had mentioned earlier that we are all cricket freaks. I got to know half of the cricket-playing Chennai crowd during those years. The place where we normally play in Annanagar is called P&amp;T quarters (Postal &amp;amp; Telegraph). Its owned by the P&amp;amp;T department , but anybody can go and play there. Its quite big, and in weekends there used be atleast a hundred guys playing. It would be a real mess. Most of the time, naanga velayadara team vandhu....yedhavadhu local pasangala dhaan irukkum...in chennai terminology..'local'na...local dhaan..."Yei...inna romba pesura...adchaen'na vaai keenjikkum"...idhukku peru dhaan local...so mostly idhu maari edhavadhu team kooda dhaan velayaduvoam...and ella match'layum kandippa edhvadhu sandai varum...appo chinna pasanga ellam kaadha moodipaanga...yen'nu naan solla thevai illa. Avolo nalla nalla vaarthai'ya varum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got into a habit of playing regularly with one particular team...naanga andha team'a Ameer team'nu solluvoam...yen'na avanaala dhaan naanga thoappoam..paradesi...eppadiyavadhu oru 5 wicket eduthuduvaan. Andha team'la ellarum..."highly educated" vera...enakku therinju evanum college pola...poana oru rendu peru...mudikkavae illa...SO every week ivanga kooda velayaduvoam...adhu maari oru week naanga varum bodhu...."Dei Vantaanunga da...Parthasarathy Team'u" appadi'nu oru sound vandhuchu....Yaaru da adhu'nu paatha...ivanunga dhaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually...all Brahmins are referred to as 'parthasarathy' (courtesy - Koundamani in Indian), and appadi kooptaa.. adhu oru kevalam.Enakku therinju..enga team'la yaarum indha brahmin slang ellam pesa maatoam..except one guy...Vaidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparam..avanungala kooptu kaettoam..&lt;br /&gt;"Dei..Enna da Parthasarathy team'nu koopadreenga"&lt;br /&gt;"AAma unga team'la dhaan oru parthasarathy irukkaanay"&lt;br /&gt;"Evan da adhu...enna Pannaan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dho..Vaidy dhaan"&lt;br /&gt;Apparam kaettoam avan enna sonnaan'nu...As I said..neraya peru velayadittu irupaanga anga..and once Ameer picked up the wrong ball(which belonnged to some other team which was playing) and started to bowl...Appo ivan..Ameer kitta poyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Dei...Idhu Avaa Ball...Naama idhula poattundrikkoam&lt;/strong&gt;"...appadi'nu solli irukkaan....adhula aarambichadhu dhaan...inikku verikkum engala Parthasarathy team'nu dhaan koopudraanga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dei Vaidy..evan kitta enna pesradhu unakku theriyaadhu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys..chk the comment he has given for my previous blog ...I'm pasting it here...Nee innum thirundhavae illa da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Machi avan irunda , story'a mathirpan... sauce'la thanni vitutanga'nu sollirpan, andha lady'um oru spoon pottundrpa... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Cya later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-8664507377627091917?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8664507377627091917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=8664507377627091917' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8664507377627091917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8664507377627091917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/01/parthasarathy-team.html' title='Parthasarathy Team!'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RbUQ7RbNCUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TfVOFnyOOeY/s72-c/vaidy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-7404785894609521699</id><published>2007-01-16T06:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:02:59.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An Ice-cream I can never forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RawhyxbNCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0BTA3RcoTb8/s1600-h/saravanan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RawhyxbNCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0BTA3RcoTb8/s200/saravanan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020424840755874098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post in the New Year and I would like to start with one of my favorite incidents ever. It was during one of the years in college....but the actual incident happened with my mates from school. We all decided that it was a long time since we went out as a group...and decided that we would go out for dinner...I dont remember if it was anybody's treat....but we all went....Motham oru 10 peru iruppoam...ellarum saerndhu Residency Towers ponoam...most of our treats would be in Residency...eppayum pola...semma theeeni...sema kadhai'nu treat pochu...idhula konjam thanni vera...Indha Veg pasangalukku avolova variety illa like in most buffets...so avanga eppavumay...dessert'la dhaan kuriyaaa irupaanga....anga dhaan kudutha kaasa vasool panna mudiyum....and ofcourse Residency has a good dessert menu for Buffet . So ellathayum mudichittu...dessert kaaga ready aayittu irundhoam....appo first round dessert saaptuttu....we were almost full (the non-veg guys..that is)....aana indha veg pasanga...dessert'a mattum oru 3-4 rounds povanga...finally it was time for Ice-cream...first Saravanan ponaan (the guy who has commented in all my blogs). He's one of my closest friends ever...Ennayum kooptaan...seri'nu naanum ponaen...first avan poyi...vanilla ice-cream oru 3 scoops eduthaan...if u guys wud have noticed...they have this chocolate syrup,some caramel and nuts along with the ice-cream that u can use....ivanum...konjam chocolate syrup eduthaan...apparam konjam nuts eduthaan....apparam innoru syrup irundhudhu....it was almost white ....honestly we dint know what it was...enna paathaan...enakkum theriyala...seri try pannalaam'nu adha eduthu oru 3 or 4  spoons poattaan ice-cream'la....naan innum ennoda turn kaaga pinnadiyae ninnuttu irundhaen...ivan indha syrup podaradha paathuttu...oru lady ivan kitta vandhu..."Excuse me...That is not syrup...thats the water for washing the spoons"...appadi'nu sonna....ivanukku enna pannradhu'nae theriyala..."Oh...Ok" appadi'nu sollittu...enna thirumbi paathaan....Naan eppadi anga iruppaen....Eppo ava..."water for washing"'nu sonnaalo...appavay naan angaerndhu escape...nera yennoda place'ku vandhuttaen....ennala sirippa adakka mudiyala...table irundha ellarum kadhaya kaettuttu....avan varum bodhu oatti thallittoam...nalla vela..just miss...naan mattum ivanukku munnadi poyirundhaen...idhay nelamai dhaan enakkum...Thanks da nanba!!!. But to be Honest...athana peru andha water'la spoon'a wash panni....it looked just like some kinda syrup...enna irundhaalum...Naan escape!!. Ok thats it for now...Cya soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-7404785894609521699?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7404785894609521699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=7404785894609521699' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7404785894609521699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7404785894609521699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2007/01/ice-cream-i-can-never-forget.html' title='An Ice-cream I can never forget'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RawhyxbNCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/0BTA3RcoTb8/s72-c/saravanan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1845497788460828934</id><published>2006-12-04T07:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:02:59.710+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kadhal Kondein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RXN_gKK-ddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xgh6_9U13Z4/s1600-h/RV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004483801401685458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RXN_gKK-ddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xgh6_9U13Z4/s200/RV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one incident where I was not involved in, but actually sparked spontaneous laughter when i first heard about it. It was the time when Kaadhal Kondein had released. I was and am a movie freak, so I tend to watch these hyped movies on the very first day (College irukka illaya'nu evan kavala pattaan). Ennoda friends andha weekend , Udayam'la andha padatha paaka tickets vechurundhaanga...naan Friday'vae paathadhaala...naan pola...So 3 of them finally went. Its was RV (from int i,int j fame) together with Vidyash and Venky. Udayam theatre pathi chennai makkal'ku nalla'vae therinjirukkum...sollavae vendaam...one of the worst theatres in chennai. Orey lungi-clad gentlemen dhaan padatha paaka varuvaanga...Avanga ellam Selvaraghavan'oda next padam'nu nenaichi...Thulluvadho Ilamai range'ku yedho edhirpaathu vandhuruppanga pola irukku....Andha theatre'layae 10th'ku mela padichavanga'nu paatha adhu namma RV, Vidhyash and Venky dhaan....So padam paatukkum range'a poyittu irundhurukku...If you guys remember...I have already told you that RV is our department topper...so avan padam vandhadhay oru periya vishayam..but edho vandhuttaan. And there's that famous scene in the movie where a Maths professor finds Dhanudh sleeping during the lecture and wakes him up and asks him to solve the complex problem...adhu oru nalla scene...aana theatre'la irundhavanga ellarum oru kaduppoda padatha paathuttu irundhurukkanga....avanga edhirpaathadhu edhuvum padathula varala'nu orey feeling. Appo dhaan, andha scene....the prof wakes Dhanush up and says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Indha Problem'a idhukku munnadi paathurukkiya?..Idhu enna'nu theriyuma...Go to the board and solve it" appadi'nu sollittu..ella studenta'ayum paathuttu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Students...naan evolo kashta pattu indha problem'ku solution derive pannirukkaen theriyuma...I had to refer 4 textbooks to come up with the solution" appadi'nu solluvaaru...Odaney camera board'ku pogum...and Dhanush will be solving the problem...Camera board'ku poana odanay...indha RV aarvam thaangama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Haiyyae....Idhu oru tough'ana probelam'a...saadharna Stokes theorem&lt;/strong&gt;" appadi'nu solli tholachittaan....kooda irundha rendu pasangalum...aaha..thappaana theatre'la thappana dialogue adichutaanay'nu romba feel pannitaanga...Suthi irundha lungi clad gentlemen ellarum..oru vaati thirumbi...'dei evan da avan' range'ku oru look vittutu thirumbitanga...Nalla vela..avanga yaarum adhukku mela emotion aagala...Illa'na &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yei..kaidhai...theorem'a paesuraa...kai'la kedacha..naariduva' appadi'nu rathna sorkal'aala avangala paarattiruppanga...Andha scene'ku apparam ivanga yaarum avana vaai'ya kooda tharakka vidaliyae...Ivolo senjum...Boys padam paakum bodhu..."Dei avan vechirukkardhu Let us C book'da appadi'nu theatre'la sonnavan dhaan indha RV...Nee thirundha maata da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1845497788460828934?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1845497788460828934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1845497788460828934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1845497788460828934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1845497788460828934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/12/kadhal-kondein.html' title='Kadhal Kondein'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3oPPuOXHYRM/RXN_gKK-ddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xgh6_9U13Z4/s72-c/RV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-8629315342564513210</id><published>2006-12-01T04:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:06:30.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cheeru - The Anniyan Ambi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/619644/cheeru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/200/56169/cheeru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/592649/tick.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The incident that am going to talk about now is also related to an examination. Only, this did not happen in the exam hall but when the answer papers were distributed. Engalukku Microprocessor paper irundhudhu 6th semster’la . It was a tough one. Microprocessor naalay tough dhaana???? And to add to our woes, engalukku andha subject euthavanga ….enna vanga….eduthava was a professor called VV. She never used to be on time to the class (not that we will). Eppavum 30 minutes late’aa varuvanga….(for a 40 minute class). 5 mins attendance…meedhi 5 mins dhaan class….adhunaala…andha class naalay engalukku jolly. Avangala vida oru somberi’ya naan paathadhay illa….Oru velai seyya maatanga….Exam answer papers correct pani tharadhukkula…adutha exam’ae vandhudum….andha alavukku somberi…Avanga Microprocessor edutha eppadi riukkum…It was a total misfit….Ok…exam’um vandhuduchu….and it was of a “Choose the correct option” pattern. SO…four options irukkum…edhavadhu onna…tick adikkanum…avolo dhaan velai….The only other information that you need to write is your name and roll number. About 20 questions…It will take about 10 minutes to finish the exam…mudichittu ellarum vandhaachu. The reason why she gave such a test was that it would be easier for her to evaluate them. Seriyana somberi. Ok….SO one week later…answer papers distribute panna vandhaanga….ellarum answer papers vaangiyaachu….kitta thatta ellarum 18 on 20 …19 on 20 dhaan….yen’na andha exam ezhudhum bodhu…exam hall’la chair illa…so naanga ellam ninuttu dhaan ezhudinoam….Naanay aduthavanoda paper’a paaka venaam’nu nenaicha kooda mudiyaadhu….kandippa theriyum…so ellarum ellaroda paper’ayum paathu discuss panni ezhudhittoam…..aana idhu matter illa….matter enna’na….when the papers were distributed…ellarum avan avan paper’a nondittu…aduthavan paper’a paaka aarambichaan….there was one guy in our gang…Cheeru….avan paper’la mattum neraya ezhudhirundhudu…..We were confused….One word test aacahe….verum tick mattum dhaana pannanum….name and roll no thavira vera edhuvum ezhudha illayae'nu paathuttu irundhoam….Apparam avan paper’a vaangi paathoam….&lt;br /&gt;“Dei Nee mattum enna da neraya ezhudhirukkura maari irukku…”….”Kudu Inga”..’nu paper’a vaangi paatha….Appa..Appa..Appa…Avan enna ezhudhi vechirukkan theriyuma….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Key &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick = Correct Answer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ennala inga andha tick mark'a varaya mudiyala...but hope u know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idha naaga yaarum edhirpaakala…..dei Cheeru..unnala mattum eppadi da idhellam mudiyudhu….Ulagathula evanukkumay thonadhu da….Oru objective type question paper’la “Key” poatta modhal (and probably kadasee) aal nee dhaan da. Dei..Tick = Correct Answer'aa?? Pinna enna tick'na wrong answer'aa??? Maganay nee love letter ezhudhum bodhu…kandippa scale vechi margin poduva da… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-8629315342564513210?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8629315342564513210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=8629315342564513210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8629315342564513210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8629315342564513210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/incident-that-am-going-to-talk-about.html' title='Cheeru - The Anniyan Ambi'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-464924961239616141</id><published>2006-11-30T03:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-04T03:15:01.604+05:30</updated><title type='text'>int i, int j</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/920826/anandavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/200/462526/anandavel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/258845/RV.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inikku naan office'la konjam vetti'ya irukkaen....adhunaala...inikku innoru incident post pannidaraen...This happened during our first year in college...infact in our first semester. Engalukku lab classes'la oru COmputer Science lab kooda irundhudhu.....Perusa illa...just a C lab...Ippo C'na edho sappa matter maari irukku....aana appo college first year'la engalukku C lab na nightmare dhaan....edhayum madhikka maatoam...oru program pannadhu illa...oru output generate pannadhu illa...appadiyae semester exam vandhuduchu...C lab semester exam...evanukkum onnum theriyadhu except the toppers...ella program'ayum veri thanama mug adichi exam ezhudha ready aanoam....Appo the seating arrangement was...Enakku pakkathula oruthan ..Ratnavel... avan paeru...adhukku pakkathula RV..avan enga department topper...So exam aarambichidhu...enakku enna program kuduthaanga'nu nyabagam illa...but it was something simple...very simple infact..aana adhayay vechittu thadavittu irundhaen....apparam Ratnavel...avan chance'ae illa....Ratnavel completing a program successfully is an oxymoron....aana avan RV pakkathula irukkra dhayirathula irundhaan....ennamo theriyala...RV got the toughest program....something to do with matrix and stuff....Vel eppadiyo...avan mug adicha code'a edho ezhudhi compile panna try pannaan...Adhu eppadi compile aagum...C language'la edhavadhu adicha adhu compile pannum...iavan veetla nadandha kadhai ellam adichi compile panna sonna..adhu eppadi pannum....and it threw an error message and said "&lt;strong&gt;Undefined Vaiable i&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Namma college'la code adikkum bodhu dhaan i,j,x,y thavira vera variables use pannadhay illayae...Aana konjam yosichaa theriyum.. ivan variable define pannala program'la...define pannama ivan paatukku use pannittaan...Enna kaetta velaikku aagadhu'nu nenaichu...RV'ya kaettaaan...and u shud be knowing that Toppers rarely open their mouths in the exam halls...but RV parava illa...konjam inhibitions irundhudhu..but he was atleast willing to help with his critically acclaimed nervousness...avan exam hall'la pesumbodhey..."appan kudhur kulla illa" kadhai dhaan...&lt;br /&gt;SO Vel RV kitta kaettaan....&lt;br /&gt;"Dei RV....Error message varudhu da..."&lt;br /&gt;"Enna da error"&lt;br /&gt;"Undefined variable i'nu solludhu da"...&lt;br /&gt;"Dei....variable'a define pannu da..program starting'la int i'nu podu da'&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...aama ...thanks da..."&lt;br /&gt;Appadi'nu sollittu...ivan program change panna aarambichittaan...enakku ellamay kaadhula vizhundhuttu irundhudhu...&lt;br /&gt;Apparam ivam code change panni marubadiyum compile pannaan....Aana marubadiyum oru error message vandhudhu....&lt;br /&gt;"Dei..Rv..innoru error solludhu da"By this time RV was completely nervous....&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...seekaram sollu da...ennada error"&lt;br /&gt;Appo ivan sonnaaan ....hayyo enakku ezhudhum bodhu kooda avolo sirippu varudhu....&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...RV Undefined variable j'nu solludhu da"Avolo dhaan RV tension aayittaan...&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...enna da...int j'nu podu da" appadi'nu kathittaan...Avolo dhaan ..nalla velai...yaarum paakala...enakku sirippa adakka mudiyala...Adhoda Vel avanoda system'a paathavan dhaan....endha pakkamum thirumbaama..evanayum edhuvum kaekkaama...avan paatukku code adichittu irundhaan....Aana kadasee verikkum andha code compile aagavay illa....Unmai'liyae Ratnavel'oda mana dhayiratha namma paaraatanum...Yen'na Int I..Int J Ratnavel dhaan...ippo SCJP, IBM DB2, Websphere ippadi oru 7 or 8 certifications muduchittaaan...Aana indha exam'la ellam avan yaaru kitta enna kaettan'nu enakku theriyadhu...Cya next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-464924961239616141?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/464924961239616141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=464924961239616141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/464924961239616141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/464924961239616141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/int-i-int-j.html' title='int i, int j'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-2971445521932141325</id><published>2006-11-30T01:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:05:15.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Podaangoyya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/226522/sethu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/200/349293/sethu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi..oru chinna gap'ku apparam I'm back with one of my college stories...College'la engaloda gang oru periya gang...almost 14-15 guys together...ellamay kettu kutti sevura poga vendiyavanga...konjam uruputtoam...aana ella gang layum irukkura oru 2 or 3 pazhams enga gang layum irupaanga....Adhula oruthan dhaan Sethu....Ivan schooling Bangalore'la pannittu enga college'la vandhu saerndhaan...Ivana pathi oru chinna intro kudukkanum'na ...1st year maths class'la enga professor synthetic division vechu yedho oru problem solve pannittu irundhaaru....ivan dhideernu ezhundhu&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, I'm from Bangalore...I dont know this method Sir" appadi'nu sonnaan....&lt;br /&gt;Avarukku onnumey puriyala...Bangalore'kum Synthetic Division'kum enna sambandham...apparam ivan sollraan..avan Bangalore'la padikkum bodhu 12th verikkum indha synthetic division'a padikkavay illayam...adha dhaan appadi sonnanaan. Annilaerndhay...ivana naanga oru maargama dhaan paapoam...evolo simple matter'a irundhaalum...adha kozhapiduvaan...Seri..Ippo avanoda most famous incident...Naanga ellam oru padam paaka poanoam....I forgot the name of the movie...Adhula Vivek Auto Driver'a irupaan...and oru anadhai ponam irukkum....and he'll say&lt;br /&gt;"Anadhai ponathukku ellam indha autokaaran da sondha kaaran...Music....."&lt;br /&gt;Appo oru Panparag Settu andha pakkam varuvaan...Now for the dialogues....&lt;br /&gt;"Yaar indha Junoo Set"&lt;br /&gt;"Nee indha amma'ku thathu payyan'a illa petha payyan'a"&lt;br /&gt;"Indha amma'va ippo thathu eduthirukkura muthu payyan"&lt;br /&gt;"Idhu unga aatha veetu mele vaangirukkura 10000 roopa kadan....idhu nelathu mele vaangirukkura 10000 roopa kadan...pannathay kudu...ponathay edu..."&lt;br /&gt;"Nee aalay Vudu"...&lt;br /&gt;"Hey..ippadi uttuttu poriyae...idhgu unga AATHA..."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Podaaaaannggggooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Idhu dhaan andha dialogue....theatre'ae uzhundhu uzundhu sirikkudhu.....naangalum dhaan....Ivanum sirichaan...Naan kaettaen...&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...yen da sirikkara...unakku adhu enna'nu purinjidha???"&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...Idhu kooda puriyadha da...."&lt;br /&gt;"Seri....Avan podangoooooo'nu enna solla mean pannaan?"&lt;br /&gt;"Dei...enakku theriyum da....naan onnum avolo bad illa da"&lt;br /&gt;"Seri appo sollu....naanga therinjikkaroam"....&lt;br /&gt;Avan enna solliruppan'nu nenaikkareenga???? Read the Title again.&lt;br /&gt;Padatha vida..idhu dhaan engalukku periya comedy'a irundhudhu....Idhu verum aarambam dhaan...idhu maari...ovvoruthan onnu onnu pannirukkan.....ellathayum sollraen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-2971445521932141325?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/2971445521932141325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=2971445521932141325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/2971445521932141325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/2971445521932141325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/podaangoyya.html' title='Podaangoyya'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1567977297986159480</id><published>2006-11-22T04:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-22T04:43:18.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Maastru Matter</title><content type='html'>I had mentioned about my class teacher in the previous post. Indha post'ae avarukku dedication dhaan... We used to call him Karu. Avaru basically romba nallavaru dhaan...aana konjam echa thanama nadandhupparu...He was our Chemistry Master in the 11th and our class teacher in 12th. Title'la enna da 'Maastru'nu irukkae'nu neenga yosicha...avaru appadi dhaan sollipaaru avara...for ex: he used to say "Maastru sonna kaelunga da"...avaruku evolovo matter irukku...edha inga podaradhu'nu theriyala...We used to have tuitions every alternate day in the evenings. Indha tuition yennoda friend veettu terrace'la nadakkum...Most of the comedies inga dhaan nadakkum..Nera tuition varuvaru...Hot water kudipparu...Apparam Coffee kudipparu...apparam Dosa saapuduvaaru...idhu ellam avaru kondu vandhadhu illa...Andha veetla vaangi saapuduvaaru...But how he asks them is very entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amma Vaidy..konjam sudu thanni eduthuttu vaa ma...Test'la mark podala'nu ordinary water eduthuttu varadha'ma nalla sooda irukkanum"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dei Vijay...Vaidy'oda amma kitta poyi...Maastru coffee kaettaru'nu sollu ma...Orey Thala vali..coffee saapta dhaan seriyaagum.."(Adhu eppadi'nga Sir ungalukku mattum daily thala vali varum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vaidy...Keezha poni'na amma (avaroda amma Illa..vaidy'oda amma) sooda Dosa'yum Kurma'vum panni vechirupanga...adha konjam eduthuttu vaa da kanna....Kurma'la vegetables ellam vaendaam..andha saalna mattum neraya eduthuttu va da".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhellam evolo'vo parava illa...but the best one happened in our class... Edho oru equation nadathum bodhu...There was a participant called Boron Triflouride, the chemical formula for which is BF3. Indha equation'a board'la ezhudhittu..he looked at the class and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Indha equation'a mattum yaarum marakka maatengalae...BF3 da..Because boys will like the blue color"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellarum sirichoam...but surprsingly (?) even all the girls laughed...All the girls used to sit in the right sie of the class.Odaney avaru first row'la okkadhundu irundha payyan'a paathu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dei Vinoth...Right hand side'la irukkaravanga kooda sirrikaraanga da...I think you are only teaching all the concepts" appadi'nu sonnaru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engalala adhukku mela mudiyala...but fortunately..i guess none of the girls heard this... Idhunaala dhaan sonnaen..avaru konjam 'echa''nu..OK..I guess this is not a dedication anymore...Avaru idha padichaaru'na naera enga veetuku poi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Idha paarunga madam..indha maari ellam ezhudhi vechirrukkan'nu solluvaaru"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marakkama coffee vaangi saaptuttu vandhuduvaru...Sorry Sir..Feel pannadheenga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1567977297986159480?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1567977297986159480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1567977297986159480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1567977297986159480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1567977297986159480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/maastru-matter.html' title='Maastru Matter'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1903789840708986822</id><published>2006-11-21T08:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:03:07.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A New Don is Born - Aaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/708998/Prabhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/320/276178/Prabhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idhu oru nalla incident..It happened way back in our 12th standard...School'la engalukku oru periya gang....Adhula main'a oruthan vandhu "Aaya"..Avanoda actual paeru..Prabhu...Ivolo nalla peyar ..eppadi "Aaya"'nu maarichu'ngradhu dhaan indha episode.It was towards the end of the school..all our prep exams were over and we were gearing up for the big show.Appo...there used to be a practise in our school (most schools I guess). Correspondent vandhu..oru periya lecture kudupaaru..to all 12th students...Ellarum nalla ezhudhanum...idhu unga life decide pannra exam..mayiru..mattai'nu ellam paesuvaaru...adhukku apparam dhaan matter'ae...Every student will walk up to the stage..not exactly a stage...kind of ...anga vandhu...correspondent, avanga wife, apparam principal..ellarum irupaanga...They used to distribute almamaters to all students..adha vaangittu vandhudnum....avolo dhaan velai...Idhula enga class teacher oruthar irundhaaru..avaru engalukku bayangara close...infact we attended tuitions with him..so he was like a friend to us...avaru sonnadha naanga evanum madhikka maatoam...(most of us... that is)...he came to our group and said..."Inga paarunga da...Nera stage poyittu...Correspondent, Principal rendu paeru kaal'layum vizhundhudunga...periyvanga blessings ungalukku thevai...appo dhaan exam nalla ezhudha mudiyum"...Evan Corresppndent kaal'la ellam vizhuvaan..naan enga appa amma kaal'layae vizha maataen....so I just ditched it... Usually we all will..But enna'nu theriyala...Prabhu vandhu...12th Board exams'nu feel panni...vizhundhudalaam'nu decide pannitaan...They called him on to the stage...Nera thalaya kuninjikittae ponaan (ready to fall at their feet)...Nera ponaan..Almamater'a vaangunaan..apparam..Principal Kaal'a vizhundhaan...apparam...Correspondent'oda wife kaal...apparam Correspondent...maganay..ezhundhukkavae illa..enna da...adhaan ellam mudinjiuchae'nu paatha....anga Correspondent'ku almamater'a eduthu kudutha"AAYA" kaal'la poyi vizhundhuttaan.....Maganay...Naanga ellam vizhundhu vizhundhu sirikkaroam...thaanga mudiyala...avolo dhaan...avanukku apparam oruthan kooda evan kaal'layum vizhala....Annikku avanukku "Aaya"'nu paeru vechoam..Inikku verikkum appadi dhaan koopudaroam...Avan college mates kooda avana appadi dhaan koopidaraanga..avangalukku eppadi matter therinjudhu'nu paatha...Avanga "Aaya"'nu koopudradhukku vera reason kuduthaanga....Adhu Onnum Illa...Ivan college'la padikkum bodhu..anga kukoos kazhuvura oru "Aaya"'va correct panna try pannanaam...adhaan..;-)Enna irundhaalum...Aaya ...Aaya dhaan..Cya Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1903789840708986822?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1903789840708986822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1903789840708986822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1903789840708986822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1903789840708986822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-don-is-born-aaya.html' title='A New Don is Born - Aaya'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-3078846247904342147</id><published>2006-11-19T09:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:06:09.357+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Typical American Weekend.</title><content type='html'>There is a perception that Indians in the US have a great weekend and lots to talk about to their friends and family back home about it. If you are one among them, then am afraid, you are terribly weekend. Needless to say Indians do&lt;br /&gt;have fun during the weekends, but its entirely of a differently kind. If you dont have car here (under which most immigrants fall) you are doomed. You would never have expected life to be so dependent on someone else. The first&lt;br /&gt;two months you would be cursing yourself, to leave your hometown and your country to live in this piece of trash.&lt;br /&gt;Not that, the situation gets better after 2 months...its just that you get used to it. I will give you my Gyan on how a Typical Weekend for a Desi would like in the US. Lets just take an average guy who has a phone, and a system&lt;br /&gt;at home. So Lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08:23 AM : Wake up, switch on your computer, wash your face, check your mail.&lt;br /&gt;08:40 AM : Brush your teeth, finish off with you-know-what&lt;br /&gt;8:45 AM : Start chatting with everyone back home, even with guys who you would hesitate chatting when you were in  India.&lt;br /&gt;11:00 AM : Put your chat on hold, start with making lunch.&lt;br /&gt;12:04 AM : Lunch is done. Nothing much except some egg curry and rice or frozen chappathis. Continue with chat&lt;br /&gt;01:30 PM : Chat is done. You are exhausted, have lunch&lt;br /&gt;02:00 PM : Start off with your afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;04:30 PM : Wake up, freshen up, search for the best movie to watch in the huge movie database tht you had collected.&lt;br /&gt;04:45 PM : Did a good job in finding a movie. Start the show.&lt;br /&gt;07:00 PM : Check your mails again. If you dont find anything interesting, you always know that your calls are free on weekends. Call every single person you know in the US and eat their brains out (You never know, they    &lt;br /&gt;mite be more than happy to do so...just to kill theirs)&lt;br /&gt;08:30 PM : Ask one of your friends, to take you to the nearest liqor store.&lt;br /&gt;09:30 PM : The 'sarakku' is ready. Start Music.&lt;br /&gt;11:30 PM : After 3 or 4 rounds, try to make some dinner. 'Side dish' to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;12:00 PM : Continue&lt;br /&gt;02:30 AM : Exhausted. Crash.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;01:00 PM : Wake Up. Freshenup. Eat the left overs.&lt;br /&gt;02:30 PM : Crash.&lt;br /&gt;05:00 PM : Finish the laundry and Ironing.&lt;br /&gt;08:30 PM : Make Dinner. Eat. Crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of day's play. That will be stumps on Day Two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-3078846247904342147?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3078846247904342147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=3078846247904342147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3078846247904342147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3078846247904342147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/typical-american-weekend.html' title='Typical American Weekend.'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-8385703523083316408</id><published>2006-11-18T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-18T21:36:47.973+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Madai Thirandhu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This has nothing to do with any incidents in my life or anyone else's....Its just a song..thats been doing the rounds lately...Its a &lt;strong&gt;Tamil Rap&lt;/strong&gt; song from Yogi B. If you search for "Yogi B n Nachathira Feat Lock Up - Madai Thiranthu" in youtube you would find it...or you could just use the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbBsDOzxZlU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbBsDOzxZlU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its actually a remix of the Madai Thirandhu song from 'Nizhalgal'. Its amazing. I've been listening to it twice a day after I first heard it. I tried to get the lyrics ..but couldn't find it here. So I decided to take the first step and write the lyrics myself. I guess most of them are right. I managed to fill up most of Rap1 and Rap3...aana rap2...mudiyalai...chumma anga inga...mothamae oru 10 words dhaan enaku purijidhu...so am going ahead and posting the lyics... will try and fill up Rap2 sometime later..hopefully :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn Its gonna blow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thaavum nadhi alai naan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe u shud know...Koovum siru kuyil naan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isai kalaignan..yen aasaigal aayiram..ninaithadhu palithadhu...*2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rap 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Edhuvumay thuvangum mun..nalla ulangalukku nandri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nandri thaayae..neeyo idi thaangi..thandhai neeyo sumai thangi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pasi Kodumai..Nadaipadhaiyil Urakkam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aasai kedakkudhu karanam....Iraivanin irakkam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ethanai Yaemaatram..Anudhinam Avamaanam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Edhayum thaangum ullam ...thodarum isai payanam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tholaival gaanam paada vendum Natchathiram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thodarndhu poaraadum...kalaignanin manam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thottakal thullaikkadhu....anugundu thagarkkadhu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Avamanam yen uyirai azhikkadhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Adhigaram yen kanavai thadukkadhu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Karuppinar sollisai maindhan kidakkatum....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sentamizh sollisiai selvendhar pirakattum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Viyakka vaikkum thiruppangal ini nigazhum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bramikka vaikkum padai...ini thodarum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pudhiya parimaanam...padai edukkum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Natchathirangalin jananam adhai mudivedukkum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn Its gonna blow...Thaavum nadhi alai naan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe u shud know...Koovum siru kuyil naan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isai kalaignan..yen aasaigal aayiram..ninaithadhu palithadhu...*2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rap 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Free...I cudn't understand one line completely...just in bits amnd pieces...Andha&lt;br /&gt;"Sollroamla"..adhu matttum romba nalla irukkum...Apparama idha fill panna try pannraen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Netru yen edhirilae...nizhalgalin naadagam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Indru yen edhirilay...nijangalin....dharisanam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Varum kaalam..vasantha kaalam..naalum mangalam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Varum kaalam..vasantha kaalam..naalum mangalam... Isaikena..pirikkandra...rasigargal rajjiyam....Enakkaeee dhaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rap 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yevanukkumay theriyadhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unakku sonnal puriyaadhu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now take you back...flashback...when I was just little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There used to be a couple..next to the colony temple....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hey Gundu Payya...unga amma appa chellam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pattanam maari poanoam...yen'na mazhai vandha vellam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pudhiya... pazhaya... ulagugal maara.... Aangilamum ..thamizhum...kalaachaarangal modha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kadupuchinaen'ada indha Hip Hop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andru mudhal indru varai...market dont establish...market dont win...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sodhanai Vedhanai..yen kannil thulaiika..Appo thumbikkai yen nambikkai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kuala Lampur...Chennai..London...Tamizhan...MC...Mudhalvan...Vallavan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rap Music kalai vidhiyin sambrudhaayam...Madai thirandhu..nadhi alai pol yen kavidhaigal thaavum....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Its gonna blow...Thaavum nadhi alai naan...Maybe u shud know...Koovum siru kuyil naan....Isai kalaignan..yen aasaigal aayiram..ninaithadhu palithadhu...*2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adhikkarathuva orunginaippu...Isai kalaignargalin anivaguppu...&lt;br /&gt;Idharkku kadavul Kaarana kartha...Idhuvae ezhudhapadum..idai vidaadhu thodarum...Indri amaiyaadha...Isai Thenamudhaagum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavidhaiku enna kattupaadu....Madai Thirandhu alai paayum yen soll isai mettu...Iraivan mattum arivaan...naan sindhiya veyarvai..ratham ..thyagam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme know what you guys thought..and corrections if any. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-8385703523083316408?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8385703523083316408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=8385703523083316408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8385703523083316408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8385703523083316408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/madai-thirandhu.html' title='Madai Thirandhu'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-7938114218662244182</id><published>2006-11-16T01:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:02:28.040+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Butterworth and Chebychev</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/1600/592644/pk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3440/1004009828701006/320/307575/pk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually Butterworth and Chebychev are two types of filters that you might come across in Network Analysis. Illa Illa...Yaarum tension aagaadheenga...Naan enna dhaan electronics student'aa irundhaalum...naan inga tech topics ellam edukka maataen..and its safe for me too(naan pass aanadhay periya vishayam)...OK..this is an interesting incident and that I can never forget in my entire life...I dont know for how long I lauged after this incident...so just thought I'll pen it down..padikka avolo funny'aa irukumma'nu theriyala...but annikku enga gang full'aa sirichae sethoam. Ok Ippo Incident'ku varaen...It was in our 3rd year and we had a paper called "Network Analysis and Synthesis"...It was handled by a professor called KBB. Avaru engalukku idhukku munnadiyae 2 or 3 papers handle pannirukkaru...Avar eppadi'na..avaru undu avaru vela undu'nu irupparu...Class'la enna nadandhaalum....kandukka maataaru....Naanga podara sathathula...avaru paesardhu avarukkay kaekkuma'nu doubt dhaan...but still he will continue his classes. So in one of his classes, as usual ..naanga ellam paper cricket aadittu... oruthana oruthan nakkal adichittu ...class'la enna nadukkudhu'nae theriyama irundhoam....and another reason we dont pay attention in his class is, he teaches like trash, gavanichaalum..onnum puriyaadhu...so naanga enga velaya paathuttu irundhoam..avaru..avaroda velaya paathuttu irundhaaru...but enga gang'la oruthan mattum (PK to be exact)..was paying sincere attention to whatever he was saying."Enna da PK...Ippadi gavanikkara"'nu kaetta..."Dei...Class romba nalla irukku da"'nu sonnaaan....Ennadhu KBB class nalla irukka?????'nu naanum yosichaen....seri edho gavanikkatum'nu naanga free'ya vittutoam...Konja naeram kazhichi..notes ellam edukka aarambichittutaan....board'la paatha edho "Butterworth"..."Chebychev"'nu ellam irukku....yedho perusa 'derive' ellam panni vechirundhaanga....Ivan ella derivation'ayum verithanama notes eduthuttu irundhaan...Apparam Class mudiya 5 minutes dhaan irundhudhu...appo dhaan naanga ellam pucca attentive aayiduvoam...yen'na appo dhaan 'attendance' edupaaru....Ok..Pucca'va attendance kuduthaachu....Apparam indha PK sonnaan..."Dei neenga ellam inikku class'a gavanikkala...evolo super'a eduthaaru theriyuma...chance'ae illa...semaya purinjidhu..." appadi'nu sonnaan...Apparam KBB'ku enna aachu'nu theriyala....class'a vittu veliya pogama..edho refer pannittu irundhaaru....Class'ae avara dhaan paathutu irundhudhu...Appram he looked at the whole class and said.."Sorry..WHATEVER I TOLD FOR BUTTERWORTH IS FOR CHEBYCHEV AND WHATEVER I TOLD FOR CHEBYCHEV IS FOR BUTTERWORTH".....Naanga ellam appadiyae thirumbi PK'vayum avanoda Notes'ayum paathoam....Adhukku apparam oru 1 hr sirichoam. Ungalukku ethana paerukku sirippu vandhudhu'nu theriyala....aana enakku ippavum sirippu varudhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-7938114218662244182?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/7938114218662244182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=7938114218662244182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7938114218662244182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/7938114218662244182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/butterworth-and-chebychev.html' title='Butterworth and Chebychev'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-5637721925749103481</id><published>2006-11-15T01:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:15:11.775+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Rich Uncle</title><content type='html'>Title'a paatha odanay ..ennoda mama yedho periya aal'nu ellam neenga nenaikka vaendaam....indha kadhai'yae vera. Appo dhaan naan US'ku vandhu pudhusu...Chumma Friends'oda Atlantic City ponaen...(US'a idhu verikkum paathiraadha 'very fortunate' Indians'kaaga sollraen...Atlantic City is the Vegas of the East...Need I say More). Yedho US'ku vandhu Atlantic City pogalana naa...its equivalent to "Veshti kattina south makkal visiting the Chennai without heading to the Marina and Setha College" range'ku build up kuduthaanga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, kandippa oru vaati Atlantic City poganum. Its a place worth visiting. Ippadi ellam kooda kaasu selavu azhikka mudiyuma'nu naama therinjikka oru vazhi. The Magnitude is huge. We went to a few casinos, Caesar's..Taj Mahal..Wild Wild West...and a few more. Seri ellathayum naatupuram maari paathaachu...konjam velayadi dhaan paapoam'nu chumma oru game try pannoam...&lt;br /&gt;Indha Game'ku Name ennanga..appadi'nu Goundamani Gentleman'la kaekkara maari naangalum andha game'a paathoam...appo dhaan perusa ezhudirandhudhu...                            "My RichUncle" ...Oru Periya Uncle sirichitu irukkura maari oru poster vera...Aaha nice name...appadi'nu aada aarambichoam...First oru one-dollar bill'a poattoam..."Sorry I rijit you"''nu sollidichu....suthi paathoam ...yaaravdhu paathutaangala'nu..nalla velai..avan avan busy'aa irundhaan...ok..escape'nu oru $5 bill'a poattoam...ok.."Start"'nu oru button irundhudhu....adha press pannoam. Aaha the game had started...aana enna pannradhu???? Enna nadukkudhu'nae puriyala...yedho neraya buttons irundhudhu...ellathayum press pannoam. Hooohum...onnum preyojanam illa...mothamae oru 10 seconds irukkum..."Game Over" appadi'nu perusa sollichu....Ada Paavigala...Edhuvumey Pannaliyae da appadi'nu thonichu....Appo dhaan marubadiyum andha poster'a paathoam...Andha Uncle edhukku sirikkuraaru'nu...appo dhaan purinjidhu...'Ada kena pasangala' appadi'nu engala paathu sirikkira maari oru feeling. No wonder he is Rich. Andha ettu pulli kolatha ivan dhaan podaraan pola irukku'nu nenaichu...appadiyae adutha game'ku poyittoam...adhu oru periya kadhai....adha naan next meet pannraen. Idhu ellathulayum orey samaadhana padura vishayam...adhu yennoda $5 illa...avolo dhaan... (Most of my phrases will be from some tamil movie or the other...Avid Movie go-ers can figure it out easily). Cya Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-5637721925749103481?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/5637721925749103481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=5637721925749103481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5637721925749103481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/5637721925749103481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-rich-uncle.html' title='My Rich Uncle'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-3412595627446165505</id><published>2006-11-13T23:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:01:30.122+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NY Paruppu</title><content type='html'>Ok, before I start with the actual incident, I'd just like to say that I'm a software consultant working  for an Indian Company. Inga edhukku vara poraen..ellam "Onsite" dhaan. Adhey kuppai dhaan naanum. Ok with that info, we'll start. I was returning to NJ from Boston. I landed in NY and was lookng for the actual gate from where the Nj bus starts. Orey oru gate'la mattum, Oru periya line irundhudhu..and most of them were Desis. Appavey theliva therinjidhu adhu NJ pora bus dhaan'nu...as I as waiting for the Bus,&lt;br /&gt;enakku munnadi irukkaravan enna kaettaan..avanum oru desi dhaan..actually there were two of them...&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you heading to?"&lt;br /&gt;PineBrooks'nu sonnaen...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..we are heading to Parsippany" appadi'nu sonaan...Adhoda niruthi irukalaam..aana avan vidama..I'm avan he is evan...and I did my MS in Michigan and am&lt;br /&gt;right now working in NY (aaahhhaaa aarambichitaanae....)...NY is a big city and you shud obviously be knowing that its too expensive as well. So we stay in Parsippany. We had a get-together of sorts in NY today and we are heading home after that. (Enakku avana suthama pudikkala...vidaama pesittu irundhaan..naan verum thalai'a mattum aatittu irundhaen...)&lt;br /&gt;Nadula konjam gap vittu "So you're coming from?" appadi'nu sonnaan....&lt;br /&gt;"Boston"'nu sonnaen...apparam I knew what he'd ask...and he's from North India as well..Chappathi saapudravan kitaa neraya peela vidanum'nu solli...ready panni vechittaen...&lt;br /&gt;"What do you do"'nu kaettaan...avolo dhaan...&lt;br /&gt;Vaada Vaada Vaada..."I'm doing my Masters in CS ...NEU in Boston??? (Appadiyae copy from Alaipaayudhey..I'm doing my Masters in Opthalmology..Princeton Univ?")...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yes..I know the NEU...appadi'nu sonnaan...&lt;br /&gt;Adhoda naan niruthala...(Unna vida maataen da dei)....You know I'm actually moving into NY this February ..I got a full time offer in NY...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh where?"&lt;br /&gt;"GS..."'nu sonnaen...&lt;br /&gt;"Pardon me"...(Appadi adangi irunga da dei...)&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm..Goldman Sachs...I thought you shud be knowing it..u've been here long time huh.."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh..yeah..Goldman Sachs..Gr8 company" appadi'nu sonnaan..."Ok..thats gr8 dude..(Indha Dude'a vida maatanga)...&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah actually it is great..I'll be working in the Asset Management division where I need to build&lt;br /&gt;mathematical models to.. you know..manage funds of High Net Worth Individulas"...&lt;br /&gt;Avolo dhaan..payyan pamma aarambichitaan...Enakkum oru santhosham...Bus'la aeri naan vera edathukku poyi okkandhuttaen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enna irundhaalum..Arisi Arisi dhaan...Chapathi Chapathi dhaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Enakku eppadi GS pathi ivolo theriyum'nu neenga nenaikalaam...Naan sonna kadhai ellamay..ennoda Boston friend'oda nejamana profile..adhaan naan chumma kadan vaangittaen avolo dhaan...&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Cya guys next time with smething interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-3412595627446165505?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3412595627446165505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=3412595627446165505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3412595627446165505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3412595627446165505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/ny-paruppu.html' title='NY Paruppu'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-8570300319896746522</id><published>2006-11-13T21:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:37:10.951+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Phone illama naan padum paadu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok..Idhu onnum periya matter illa...It has been almost two months since I landed in the US. and I still haven't got a phone for myself. Am still looking for one, have been greatly unsuccessful so far..eppadiyavadhu indha week oru phone vaanganum...seri..ippo oru phone illadhadhu naala naan ennoda dignity and self-esteem ezhakka vendiya nelamai kooda enakku vandhudhu...aana eppadiyo..ennamo ole adichi thappichittaen..andha kadhai'a sollraen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few of my crazy friends stay in Boston. I stay in NJ myself. So usually, I take the bus from NY to Boston. Its about a 4.5 hour journey. So bus'la aerina odaney..en pakkathula oru ponnu okkandha...paaka sumara irundha..aana America..namakkum adhukkum konjam kooda tally aagadha matter. Ava paatukku vandha...yedho book edutha...padika aarambicha...naan oru tamizhan aachay..bus kelambuna odaney.. jannal'la thalaya saachi..thoonga aarambichittaen...oru 2.5 hrs poyrukkum'nu nenaikkraen...there was an old guy sitting behind us and he was completely drunk...avan paatukku yedho olarittu irundhaan..bus'la ellarum bayangara kadi'a dhaan irundhaanga...aana enakku direct'a pinnadi okkandhahunaala..enakku rombavay kaduppa irundhudhu...aana enna pannradhu..idhu namma ooru illayae..adhunaala vaaya moodittu vandhaen...but avanaala orey oru nalladhu dhaan nadandhadhu...avan senja ragalai'la ava padikka mudiyaama book'a moodi vechutta..appram enna paathu "This is the most sick bus journey I've ever had" appadeen'na...Naan kooda namma pakkathula okkandhahu naala dhaan appadiyo'nu nenaichaen..apparam avalay..."the guy behind is seriously getting on my nerves" appadi'nu solli matter'a clear pannitta..apparam enna..summa nee yaaru...naan yaaru appadi short intro mudichittu...we started talking about movies...Boston etc...it was my second trip to Boston...but enga topic mudiyara maari irundhudhu..adhunaala..to keep the conversation going.."This is my first trip to Boston" appadi'nu sonnaen..she was basically from Boston..so ava Boston'la enna ellam paakalaam'nu ellam sonna..nalla kadhai marubadiyum aarambichadhu..apparam Boston was nearing...she asked me if I have a number to exchange..aaahhaaaaa...oru figure kitta Phone vaangala'nu eppadi sollradhu...adhunaala...summa oru bit'a poattaen.."You know..I had a bad day at office...actually I was supposed to leave to Boston only tomorrow morning...but guys at the office lterally drove me crazy that i left at 3:30...in tht chaos..I forgot my phone in the office" appadi'nu solli mudichaen...abba...ivolo seekaram eppadi yosichi indha ole'a adichaenn'nu theriyala...but epadiyo..adichittaen..adhoda summa nirutha mudiyuma..eppadiyum ole adichaachu...so I just continued " I actually shud have taken my car...but since its my first trip and I was driving alone..I dint wanna lose my way and delay my trip" ...appadi'naen...aana ava adhukku..oh yes..My &lt;strong&gt;boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt; too has a car but he wudn't travel 4.5 hrs just to drop me at Boston appadi'nu sonna...adhoda naan marubadiyum thoonga poyittaen...Ivolo neram paesunadhay waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adutha kadahi..NY'la. Cya soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-8570300319896746522?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/8570300319896746522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=8570300319896746522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8570300319896746522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/8570300319896746522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/phone-illama-naan-padum-paadu.html' title='Phone illama naan padum paadu'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-1316635917478702313</id><published>2006-11-13T05:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T06:15:06.608+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tamil - In its own way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OK.. so here goes...for people who know tamil...( Someone else visiting this page is an oxymoron).. they wud know that chaste tamil or 'thooya tamil" is how the language actually originated. Now I hardly know anyone who uses the words "Nandri", "Mannikavum" , "Aluvalagam" , "Noolagam" among others....the way we use these words now are,&lt;br /&gt;"Machan Thanks da" , "Dei Mayiru..Sorry Da", "Office poga venama echa...", "Avan Library'la okkandhuttu iruppan da..pazham".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how we like to use our language. I mean, its so easier this way. Back then, Thiruvalluvar wrote the Thirukkural (f or reasons unkown to mankind ) which would be so complex , that you would need Ethan Hunt from MI3 to decode it. For example he would say ..&lt;br /&gt;"Theeyinaar sutta pun ullaarum...aaradhey...naavinaar sutta vadu". This only conveys the meaning that "Words are stronger" and you cant take back whatever you have said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adhavadhu..naan enna solla varaen'na ....ellarukkum therinjadha..yaarukkumey purimaya sollradhu dhaan 'thooya' tamil esp..Thirukkural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Ippo different ways of tamil'a paapoam....lets take the different ways of greeting a person who you meet on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical cheeru (thats the code for a brahmin) would say "Hello Eppadi Irukkel....Aathula ellarum sowkiyama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enna maari pasanga " Enna machi..paathu romba naal aachu....nalla irukkiya'nu " kaeppaanga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idhuvey..namma "Ratnavel" maari partynga..." Mappulla...Inna Paakuraa...Vootla allarum set'aa" appadi'nu kaeppanga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aana..namma appadiyey konjam south'ku poanoam na...highle educated people'a paakalaam..eppavumey aruva stand'oda alayara parties...avanga paesura tamizhae vera level....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dei Mappilai..andha pullai'ya (Pulla'na avanga baashai'la ponnu) paaru da...ava namakku madiyara saathiyakoorugal edhavadhu thenpadudha" appadi'nu soluvaanga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namma Madras makkalukkaga sollraen...Sathiya Kooru'na possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seri...ippodhaikku naan apeet aayikkaraen...apparama repeat aayi kaatraen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-1316635917478702313?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/1316635917478702313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=1316635917478702313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1316635917478702313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/1316635917478702313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/tamil-in-its-own-way.html' title='Tamil - In its own way'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-3212954108341547329</id><published>2006-11-13T05:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:43:19.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hangover</title><content type='html'>Ok. My previous blog was , not sure why, actually serious. But thats exactly how I wont be when you get to meet me. I really doubt if I had taken anything seriously in my whole life. The reason I wrote it the way it is, was primarily because I'm suffering from a serious hangover. But just after I posted it, I happened to listen to a , would you believe it or not , tamil rap from "Yogi B n Natchitra feat Lock Up". That just brought me back to my olden times where am not-so-serious. But that should have made me ditch this whole thing about blogging and start heading outside for some activity. But I just wanted to add this into my page to let everyone know, I'm not the crazy geek that I've sounded like in my previous post. Guys, btw, just listen to that song if you happen to get a chance, it'll seriously take u away....&lt;br /&gt;"Damn its gonna blow....&lt;br /&gt;Thaavum nadhi alai naan....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should know...&lt;br /&gt;Koovum siru kuyil naan....&lt;br /&gt;Isai kalaignan..yen aasaigal aayiram...ninaithadhu...palithadhu...."&lt;br /&gt;The next time I'll post something in my native language, I'll try to show how diverse our dialects could be even if it is the same language all together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224848516718644592-3212954108341547329?l=vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/feeds/3212954108341547329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224848516718644592&amp;postID=3212954108341547329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3212954108341547329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224848516718644592/posts/default/3212954108341547329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vijay-whatswithme.blogspot.com/2006/11/hangover.html' title='Hangover'/><author><name>Vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11123157856443856248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224848516718644592.post-8580919131462420717</id><published>2006-11-13T05:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T05:20:19.285+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On your Mark'/><title type='text'>A step into....not sure what</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This day November the 12th, '06, I have decdied to huhhh blog. Not sure why, it could be because life gets seriously boring sometimes and that crazy feeling creeps into you making you to do something worthwhile rather than spend a weekend watching movies and boozing heavily. But never did I imagine , One day, I would be interacting with my system like I am doing now. I've always wanted to interact only with people, I hardly care if its a stranger or my closest pal ever. All I've ever wanted to do is talk. But now as I look around  my apartment, I have hardly anyone to even throw a goodwill smile. This is exactly how I've felt the minute I landed in the United States. Too bad, they call it the land of opportunities when it does not even give you an opportunity to talk. Ok...I might sound a bit sceptical here...I can always walk down my apartment and enter my friend's and start with all the gossips and then what?? You just end up watching some crappy movie on the net. I've always considered blogging as something only jobless people would do trying to save them from desperation. Hard to accept that, I'm in the exact position descibed above. Ok so I've just started with this to give vent to my thoughts. Not sure what I will be posting in the coming days. 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