>Tamil Padam….

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This is the upcoming movie from the producer of Vaaranam Aayiram , Dayanithi Alagiri starring MIRCHI Shiva and a new girl from mumbai. Why am I posting about this movie?  I recently listened to this song from the movie called ” Oh Maha Zeeya” which is one of the most meaning and insightful song I’ve ever listened to. I would request you all to please listen to the song and also relate to the true meaning of the song and movie.

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Oh Maha Zeeya from Tamil Padam | Music Upload

Thou shall end the year with a smile and always with a smile. I hope you all have a very very happy new year 2010 and for all the years to come shall bring everybody happiness. Love all my fellow earthlings!!!:))

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Money? What is it, a simple piece of paper that determines who you are in life. I guess we are all fooled because it only brings stress and misery to our life. Many assume that money can buy happiness but have you really thought about it. Can money really put a price on our smiles and laughs? If you answer yes than ,you tell me the price of your smile? I will tell you mine, mine, is priceless because money is nothing to me. Give me tons and tons of money also I wouldn’t be as happy as I am now. Some may criticize by saying that, my parents provide me with whatever I have. I strongly believe that my parents do it for the love of it. Yes, The love of having me as their child. I never pampered. Never. I have my priorities too!!

Money has become something that is needed everywhere. It steals your ability to think and to make sense of things. It helps you forget about your troubles but soon brings many more. People have gone to many extremes to get it and many have not been successful. So tell me what have you done? Have you stolen money from your mothers purse? Your friends? Have you done things that you regretted later in life? I hope that you haven’t but personally I haven’t but trust me I have thought about it. Its very tempting and its very difficult to prevent yourself from doing it. Our society shows us that money is everything and without it you are a nobody. It brings pressure to our life and causes many difficulties. What you have is no longer good enough, you need more much much more. Your morals are tested and you fail at it. Tell me can we really blame ourselves?

It has taken me a long time or a short time (depends on how you look at it) to accept that I’m never going to be wealthy or rich in life. Its not because I don’t think that I’m going to be successful but its because I now know that its either money or my happiness. And can you guess what I picked? I want to be able to see life and not regret who I am. To look at my life and see that its not about what I’m wearing or what kind of car I’m driving , its about who i am on the inside and the type of person i am. Its about people being able to trust me and about the person I present myself as. I think that everybody should look past money and see the person as who they are because in the end we are all going to end up in the same place, a grave. WE LIVE IN A MATERIALISTIC WORLD…

Its okay, I know money withdrawal is worse than being sober. It takes time and determination. You have to be able to want your freedom. You have to be able to accept the way life is. I know money is necessary to survive but if you have too much of it, trust me, you wont survive with it. The richest guy Bill Gates has a private pool around his bedroom with a couple of dolphins in it. The doctor has asked to do this because he felt that he wasn’t too happy in life. You think that he would be happy only if he watched the dolphins swim or play with him. Keep doing what your doing earn your living but don’t get side tracked. Remember who you are making that money for whether its your wife , husband, kids, friends or for yourself , remember that it cant put a price on your happiness.

>The cry

>This is something from me to contribute to the on-going climate changes in the world. I think that the fututre generation deserves a better planet to live in… I want my grandchildren to have clearer air and fresh water.. This is dedicated to mother Earth and us, the living being…. Every living being..



Everybody, hear this cry,
It’s Mother Earth’s turn to die.
All you’re doing, and all you’ve done,
You’re all killing her,
One by one.

Green trees
Lush grass
Oceans clear
Blue skies
Animals aplenty
Loving life

Waging war
Atomic bombs
Red skies
Maimed animals
Incinerated forests
Nuclear warfare
God help us….

>The tribute continues 4….

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I know this one was going far too long but i have so many people in class.. Now if i change to smaller paragraph it wouldn’t be fair on my part to leave out my other classmates..

Roll.No:27 Prasanna Venkatesh: He is a friend who would stick with you no matter what. I share a lot of things with him vice versa. He is very afraid to make CONFERENCE call to anybody. Prasanna has a mannerism to keep clapping his hands, when he is taking or making a presentation. We share a special friendship!! He hates people who ignore him. He gets very angry when people think ill about him and is likely to take revenge on them. He is cool and sensitive!! He has a new yamaha bike which is like his first love next would be Ramya. 

Roll No:28 Ramachandran: Avan nadipan. Ram is the most dynamic and smart guy in class. He acts as if he is goodie goodie but is a natural trouble maker. He has the aspirations to do something for the country. Sometimes he is one of the best in class and other times, the worst. He doesn’t talk a lot but he knows a lot. Ramachandran is a funny and sincere student who loves the country and very proud to be an Indian..

Roll. No: 29 never existed too!!

Roll.No:30 Raj Murugan: He has recently changed his name to RIthish murugan. Some sort of numerology stuff. He is too funny and we used to hang around a lot when he was still in college.. now that he left I have no clue..

Roll no:31 Ronak: Actually a great person to be but the attitude of I-know-everything-and-you-know-nothing sucks.. If you know everything then you should try to inculcate it in others too… thats the basic truth we all live for. I know its a competitive world, yet some morals and values are still in existence. Yet I appreciate your work culture and way you put up with things. You have a great sense of creativity and you will definitely make a good Event Manager..

>Unspoken…

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“I’m sorry “; she said these as her last words. He was still holding her hands firmly, shocked, refusing to let her go.
“But…”
He didn’t know what else to say. All he could think of was that she was leaving him for no reason. “There is nothing left to say”, “I’m sorry”.
She turned her back and ran away. But he stood there; shocked like he never was before. 
With tears falling from his eyes, he remembered her smile, her funny jokes, and her stupid mistakes. He was missing them already a while had passed before he found a paper in one of his books; she chose it to send her last words. The paper was a letter from his sweet heart, it said:

“… you did nothing wrong, trust me, you deserve more than the best. But it is time for me to go now, so just let my life as it was before and walk away. I’ll never know how I lost you. There is nothing left unspoken but… I love you.”
He read the paper till he fall asleep and every now and then, he reads it again. Trying to figure out the truth because he knew it was not “due to personal reasons” like she titled it, he was sure something was left unspoken but he could never find it.

>Love you eternally

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This is a poem my friend Kalai wrote for her husband Prem after two years of happy marriage. They are one of the most naughtiest couple I’ve seen and made for each other.  You should read what Prem gave, you will be so mesmerized. I am so jealous about their compatibility. This post is dedicated to Prem from Kalai.. but I give it to both of them. Happy Anniversary guys. Wish you be like this forever.

Like the sea meets the Ocean.
The sky meets the Earth,
I wonder, if it were not you,
Would living life be worth??

You gave my life a meaning,
You taught me love again,
Every night I am dreaming,
Wondering how all this began?

I yearn for you my darling!!
Waiting to be with you.
Let our life unfurl at every turning,
Our love which is very true and new!

We will show the world what togetherness is,
In Husband-wife there is no hers or his,
You and I will always be OURS,
Let pass by months, days or hours.

I love you for everything,
I love you for mentioning
"Kalai, I have never felt like this before"
I will love for ever Kanna,
This is what your Kalai will assure.

>The Other Woman

>Priya felt angry, indignant, disappointed and curious .She went to look in the mirror. A face with delicate and beautiful features looked back. The sindoor was a short prominent red line at the top. She had always loved putting on that sindoor even though Vinoth never seemed to glance at it. He never seemed to be aware.

Today, when she had finally decided that she had gone long enough without a single loving word and no children, she decided to take a peek into Vinoth’s dairy. Now she wondered. Who was this Kavita? How had she captured my Vinoth’s heart when they were at school? School time crushes never lasted long, least of all for more than 10 years. Where was she now? And how Priya cursed her father-in -law. How could he have forced his own son in first deserting his love when he was 20 and at 24 marry someone he did not have any feelings for?

As she sat thinking, Vinoth entered the bedroom. His face contorted with fury as he saw the dairy lying open. His large, dark eyes, which Priya had loved since the very first time she saw them, seemed to snap. But his voice was calm as he spoke, “You had no right to read my dairy, but since you have, let me inform you, I can never forget Kavita or stop loving her. It is 6 years since I last saw her. But I love her and always will”

The next day Priya and Vinoth were at the hospital due to her headache. As they waited in a stony silence, the clerk who was monitoring the patients told another nurse, “Hey, call Miss Kavita. She will know how to best deal with this case.” Vinoth did not seem to notice. Priya wondered if he thought there were hundreds of Kavitas in the world.

A woman entered with the nurse. She wasn’t beautiful but certainly secured a second glance. She was sweet—but something in her eyes said that she had suffered. Priya felt very interested in her. Glancing at Vinoth to see whether he shared her interest, she saw him staring at the woman as though he had seen a ghost. She too, went rigid, when the nurse said, “Kavita madam, Priya ma’am’s case should be looked after by you”

Before Kavita could turn, her cell rang. She listened to whoever was speaking, and then sighed. “Ma, how many times do I have to tell you, I wont marry. I have given my heart to someone…. I don’t care if he is already married to someone else”

She turned, smiling at Priya. “Are you Priya? I am a counselor. The kind of pain that you have-sudden, continuous, with no appetite – it is a sign of depression or shock.” Her eyes lingered on Priya’s sindoor. ‘Is your husband here?” Vinoth spoke up “yes”
The three stared at each other in silence. Kavita broke the silence in a would-be jovial voice with the tiniest catch in it “Come on in, my cabin’s over there”

Three months later, Priya was pregnant. Her marriage was on track. All thanks to Kavita. She had brought Priya and Vinoth very close to each other. After her work with them was over, she left for America. That was only about a month ago. She had insisted on taking Vinoth’s diary. Now, as Priya and Vinoth were laughing about some silly jokes, a telephone call came long distance. Kavita had committed suicide…………… Life went on……… Vinoth loved Priya now, but Kavita was not forgotten—she was his daughter.