<?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-13712627</id><updated>2012-01-30T23:39:34.777+05:30</updated><category term='Obsevations'/><category term='xkcd'/><category term='Dr. Rajkumar'/><category term='Tabu Shankar'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Tamil'/><category term='Graffiti'/><category term='assorted notes'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Cricket'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Humour'/><category term='Song Appreciation'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Programming'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Prabhu's Literature</title><subtitle type='html'>Every man's memory is his private literature.  

~Aldous Huxley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-639007030634947636</id><published>2011-05-18T12:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:21:45.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Following Fish – Delightful Travelogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ue3F5HeWfc/TdNpGE5wq5I/AAAAAAAABBU/B0PXpMxRsYg/s1600/Following+Fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ue3F5HeWfc/TdNpGE5wq5I/AAAAAAAABBU/B0PXpMxRsYg/s320/Following+Fish.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Samanth Subramanian’s debut work, Following Fish, is a collection of essays which captures the essence of coastal India that is in some way or the other intertwined with fish. The author begins following fish cuisine from Kolkata in search of Bengal’s favorite hilsa fish and along the east coast eventually ending in Mangrol a town in Gujarat on the west coast. The people of Mangrol, even today survive by building boats for fishermen. The author traces the path of fish used in Hyderabad’s famous ‘fish treatment’, does interesting anthropology in Tuticorin in Tamil Nadu, which has a vibrant, largely Christian fishing community, gets high on toddy and karimeen in Kerala, tries hunting for the best fish curry in Mangalore, explores Goans’ fondness for fishing and how the beaches and art of fishing is being lost to overdose of tourism and tries finding the real Mumbaikars — the ‘Kolis’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How did I, a vegetarian, and one who finds even the smell of fish repulsive get hold of this book which, at the outset, appears to be all about fish cuisine? I read excerpts from the book in the Lounge magazine. The writing about the Kerala toddy shops was lucid and made me realize that the book was not just about the fishes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What I found interesting was that the book wasn’t just about fish and the delicious cuisine, but also about the people, the places, and their history. All this written in a very elegant manner yet with simplicity. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The most vibrant of all the essays to me was the one on the fishing community in Tuticorin. This essay is a good study of the anthropology of the fishing community which is largely Christian, thanks to Portuguese who set foot here in the sixteenth century and helped the paravas (a caste of fishermen) to overcome their rivals, the kayalar who followed the Islamic faith, thanks to Arabs who arrived in Tuticorin earlier. It was interesting to find overlapping aspects between the Christian faith as is currently followed by the community and the Hindus.&amp;nbsp; Church rituals include the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;aradhana&lt;/i&gt;, the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;valakappu&lt;/i&gt; ceremony for pregnant women, prostration before the church altar and even to the point of referring to the church as &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;kovil&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I learnt a new word from this essay– &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;syncretism — the &lt;/i&gt;fusion of two different belief systems.&amp;nbsp; In a very delightful way the author renders the life of the community as they live now and the disintegration of hierarchy which was prevalent till the previous generation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The author’s experiences trying to get good toddy and tasty Karimeen in shops that dot Kerala’s highways made for a humorous read. The author’s auto-rickshaw rides reminded me of my own observations that auto -rickshaw drivers can be very forthcoming in lively conversations if you are willing to listen. The author comes across interesting characters who help him hunt the best toddy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Another essay that I liked was that of the hunt for the best fish curry in Mangalore. I had visited Mangalore myself and felt that it celebrated a kind of laid back attitude which I liked the most. The shutters of most shops were down at noon and the roads were bereft of traffic. My thoughts on Mangalore were reaffirmed when Samanth Subramanian described the same attitude in Mangalore. He notes that there was a restaurant which had its shutters down indefinitely on the pretext of ongoing roadwork although the restaurant’s door was easily accessible. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Other essays also made for an interesting read, particularly the one on Mumbai and its Koli fishing community. It was interesting to know the origin of the name Mumbai (from Mumba Devi, the patron goddess of the Koli community). The essay on the dying art of fishing in Goa, thanks to excessive fishing and overdoing of activities to increase the influx of tourists has taken a toll on the ecology and the culture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Overall, this is a delightful little travel book which was written the way I wanted and not a how-to travel guide but one in which people and places speak for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/13712627-639007030634947636?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/639007030634947636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=639007030634947636' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/639007030634947636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/639007030634947636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2011/05/following-fish-delightful-travelogue.html' title='Following Fish – Delightful Travelogue'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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/-_ue3F5HeWfc/TdNpGE5wq5I/AAAAAAAABBU/B0PXpMxRsYg/s72-c/Following+Fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-945599888414072980</id><published>2011-03-13T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:26:44.419+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Japan's Tragedy And Triumph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Reading &lt;a href="http://www.johndcook.com/blog/2011/03/12/engineers-save-millions-of-lives-in-japan/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post of John Cook where he points out how sensible engineering has saved&amp;nbsp; hundreds of lives in Japan despite massive earth quake  I recall reading about such negligence of things  which are invisible in Nassim Taleb's book &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_swan_theory"&gt;'Black Swan'&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of of great tragedy we often neglect  things which aren't visible. Appreciating the great engineering work&amp;nbsp; doesn't come to mind. Taleb refers to that invisible aspects that we ignore as 'Silent Evidence'.&amp;nbsp; He uses following story&amp;nbsp; to drive home the point:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diagoras, a nonbeliever in the gods, was shown painted tablets bearing the portraits of some worshippers who prayed, then survived a subsequent shipwreck. The implication was that praying protects you from drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diagoras asked, “Where are the pictures of those who prayed, then drowned?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we regret the tragic loss of life in Japan, it gives solace to the  fact that man has been able to thwart nature's fury, at least to some  extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-945599888414072980?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/945599888414072980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=945599888414072980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/945599888414072980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/945599888414072980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2011/03/japans-tragedy-and-triumph.html' title='Japan&apos;s Tragedy And Triumph'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-9076216188375492536</id><published>2010-09-08T05:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-08T05:36:30.151+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obsevations'/><title type='text'>Synesthesia. Majjige and Mosaru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;In one of the &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/reith2003/lectures.shtml"&gt;Reith Lectures&lt;/a&gt; the noted neuroscientist, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vilayanur_S._Ramachandran"&gt;Vilayanur S. Ramachandran&lt;/a&gt; talks about a phenomenon called 'Synesthesia'. When people with ‘Synesthesia’ see numerals they tend to associate them with a particular colour. In some cases sound can give raise to sense of smell. Ramachandran , in the lecture also suggested that we are all Synethetes' in a way. If we were to name a shattered pieces of glass and a round egg with names 'Abubba' and 'Kiki', most of us would name the pieces of glass as Kiki and round egg as Abuba. The shapes get associated with the inflections of the sound of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now, this particular piece of information gets reminded to me many times in an interesting manner. In Kannada 'majjige' refers to buttermilk and 'mosaru' refers to curd. But I often get confused and use the word 'majjige' while referring to curd and vice versa! In Tamil the relation is more in line with Synesthesia. The word 'more' refers to buttermilk and 'thayir' refers to curd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-9076216188375492536?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/9076216188375492536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=9076216188375492536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9076216188375492536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9076216188375492536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2010/09/synesthesia-majjige-and-mosaru.html' title='Synesthesia. Majjige and Mosaru'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-25563427761600099</id><published>2010-05-19T17:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:34:57.091+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Math Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/S_PTYw8gBkI/AAAAAAAAApE/H8eVvjyPmAQ/s1600/4602014839_05387b5fcf_o.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/S_PTYw8gBkI/AAAAAAAAApE/H8eVvjyPmAQ/s320/4602014839_05387b5fcf_o.png" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/S_PTVPQIywI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mcfjBUq6xRY/s1600/4602013493_7973e4363d_o.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/S_PTVPQIywI/AAAAAAAAAo8/mcfjBUq6xRY/s320/4602013493_7973e4363d_o.png" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From : http://www.futilitycloset.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-25563427761600099?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/25563427761600099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=25563427761600099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/25563427761600099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/25563427761600099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2010/05/math-beauty.html' title='Math Beauty'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/S_PTYw8gBkI/AAAAAAAAApE/H8eVvjyPmAQ/s72-c/4602014839_05387b5fcf_o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-9141774642044649240</id><published>2010-01-24T08:47:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:50:17.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>3 Idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Carried away by the praises for &lt;i&gt;3 Idiots &lt;/i&gt;on TV,&amp;nbsp; magazines, newspapers, blogs and people around me I ventured to watch the movie. It turned out to be foolish. The movie couldn’t have been made worse. Masking the movie as a feel good one, intented at questioning the education system&amp;nbsp; what the director dishes out is crap like any other that these days gets dismissed by ‘highbrow’ muliplex audience as low quality and meant for the so called ‘B’ and ‘C’ centers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am told that it touches at how the education system is defective and needs a overhaul. But I found nothing convinsing and nothing new other than few scenes here and there that Aamir mouths on how things really should be. Otherwise its just a package of unrefined jokes and jokes we have known from god knows when. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;What irks me more than the stupid movie is the fact that people are hailing it as masterpiece and good thing to have happened. Its all the Aamir and the Raju Hirani effect.&amp;nbsp; Everybody would want others to believe that they belong to the exclusive circle of intellectual cinema patrons. Saying anything against the ‘perfectionist’ Aamir’s film would be scorned. &amp;nbsp;I am dying to read a review which trashes&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;3 Idiots&lt;/i&gt; for what it actual is without having to say crap like &lt;i&gt;“..despite its few flaws,&amp;nbsp; 3 Idiots is fun and sets you thinking. Go for it!”&lt;/i&gt;. Well, I might not find it anywhere. Infact that’s the reason for this blog post. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-9141774642044649240?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/9141774642044649240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=9141774642044649240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9141774642044649240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9141774642044649240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots.html' title='3 Idiots'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-2451252437152415916</id><published>2009-09-17T22:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:15:29.412+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thenkachi ko Swaminathan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thenkachi ko Swaminathan is no more. I quite vividly remember listening to his 'Indru oru Thagaval' on All India Radio. The messages and humor said in his inimitable style was thoughtful and mornings were never complete without hearing him. I am sure his demise has come as a shocker to all his followers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-2451252437152415916?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/2451252437152415916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=2451252437152415916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2451252437152415916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2451252437152415916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/09/thenkachi-ko-swaminathan_17.html' title='Thenkachi ko Swaminathan'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-8643292539544074783</id><published>2009-09-15T14:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T14:37:31.222+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Appreciation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PBS voice is perfect. Rajkumar's performance measured. Good Lyrics. Everything in place. Song on par with  'Malarndhum Malaradha' song from the movie Pasamalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zHKr1s_4rU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8643292539544074783?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8643292539544074783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8643292539544074783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8643292539544074783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8643292539544074783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4360406466701614749</id><published>2009-08-13T19:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:33:25.914+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Flowers At lalbagh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SoQcfHnf6xI/AAAAAAAAAj4/2ktJK6ETs_I/s1600-h/IMG_1209+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447976678714130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SoQcfHnf6xI/AAAAAAAAAj4/2ktJK6ETs_I/s400/IMG_1209+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SoQbpEzFe6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/2u_UKK6zmsk/s1600-h/IMG_1622+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447048209071010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SoQbpEzFe6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/2u_UKK6zmsk/s400/IMG_1622+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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/13712627-4360406466701614749?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4360406466701614749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4360406466701614749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4360406466701614749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4360406466701614749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/08/flowers-at-lalbagh.html' title='Flowers At lalbagh'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SoQcfHnf6xI/AAAAAAAAAj4/2ktJK6ETs_I/s72-c/IMG_1209+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-1571577928648424954</id><published>2009-08-12T13:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:08:06.134+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Dawkins' Next!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Richard Dawkins is one of my favorite authors. The passion with which he writes on evolution and defends it against any religious body deriding its significance cannot be missed. It is not just Richard’s writing that is fascinating and enlightening but his lectures and talks too are equally interesting. I am now eagerly awaiting his next book &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://richarddawkins.net/thegreatestshowonearth"&gt;The Greatest Show on Earth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I expect it to be better than his masterpiece, &lt;em&gt;The Selfish Gene&lt;/em&gt;. I am confident it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1571577928648424954?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1571577928648424954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1571577928648424954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1571577928648424954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1571577928648424954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/08/dawkins-next.html' title='Dawkins&apos; Next!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-6600276046852844029</id><published>2009-07-17T20:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:13:15.749+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assorted notes'/><title type='text'>Tube Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have always observed that when browsing the channels on TV, at times I would come across a particularly interesting piece of program. However what I would get to see with disappointment is the program in its conclusion phase. Recently I experienced such a frustration. I landed on a channel in which a western classical concert was in progress. Listening to the music was pure bliss. But it lasted just few minutes. The loss was more painful, just to wonder what had been missed, to see the audience give the composer standing ovation, with ceaseless applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rakhi Sawant Swayamwar ‘reality’ show on &lt;em&gt;NDTV Imagine&lt;/em&gt;. Totally inane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-6600276046852844029?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6600276046852844029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6600276046852844029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6600276046852844029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6600276046852844029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/07/tube-curse.html' title='Tube Curse'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-329597384068521221</id><published>2009-06-24T20:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:43:24.630+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xkcd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>How True!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SkJCKhQWSAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1QqV6j2QYY4/s1600-h/game_theory+(1).png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350912055762634754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SkJCKhQWSAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1QqV6j2QYY4/s400/game_theory+(1).png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;source : http://xkcd.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-329597384068521221?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/329597384068521221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=329597384068521221' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/329597384068521221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/329597384068521221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-true.html' title='How True!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SkJCKhQWSAI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1QqV6j2QYY4/s72-c/game_theory+(1).png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-4023478204439538694</id><published>2009-06-24T19:56:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:44:39.893+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assorted notes'/><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Baaski is one of my favorite humorist. Sample the following from VPL which had me in splits: (non Tamil readers please excuse. Translation won't help)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the topic of traffic woes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;நேயர் : இனிமேல் எங்கேயும் நடந்துதான்&lt;br /&gt;போகணும் சார் ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;பாஸ்கி : நடக்குற கதையா பேசுங்க&lt;br /&gt;சார்!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;G.V Prakash seems to have drawn a lot of ‘inspiration’ from various sources for creating &lt;em&gt;Ayirathil Oruvan&lt;/em&gt;. Its lack of originality has made me become tired of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am keen to watch &lt;em&gt;Pasanga&lt;/em&gt;. Of what ever I have seen of it on TV it appears to be promising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As much as I love listening to Ilayaraaja's masterpieces, I try not listening to him speak in interviews and events. Most of the time its nonsense. Recent case was in the audio release of &lt;em&gt;Valmiki&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/keith_barry_does_brain_magic.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keith Barry does brain magic at TED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Watch it and be astonished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am currently reading &lt;em&gt;The Perfect Thing: How the iPod Shuffles Commerce, Culture and Coolness.&lt;/em&gt; My black iPod appears much cooler now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4023478204439538694?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4023478204439538694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4023478204439538694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4023478204439538694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4023478204439538694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5504629552416924817</id><published>2009-05-30T15:10:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:20:27.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Guns, Germs and Steel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SiD_-i3LVaI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/urHjon5j1a8/s1600-h/guns2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341550608036615586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SiD_-i3LVaI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/urHjon5j1a8/s400/guns2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guns, Germs and Steel&lt;/em&gt; by Jared Diamond tries to answer a fundamental question: Why did history unfold differently on different continents. In dismissing any racial superiority of humans of one region over the other the author takes up the challenge of explaining the root cause of the difference that we find today. Since the end of the last ice age about 13,000 years ago different parts of the world have evolved in a very contrasting ways. From being hunter gatherers humans in some parts of the world evolved to non literate farming societies and in some other parts progressed into literate industrialized communities with metal tools. Some remained hunter gatherers. The book tackles in very engaging way the question of why and how peoples of Eurasia had the head start in the race of human progress and went on to conquer and dominate regions like Africa, Americas and Aboriginal Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book which has the subtitle, “a short history of everybody for the last 13,000 years”, tries to seek by means of rigorous analysis the ultimate factors that gave rise to proximate causes which in turn affected the course of history. It establishes that the environmental differences were the ultimate factor responsible for the diversification of the continents. The geography of Eurasia was such that it aided plant and animal domestication and farming. A community which starts food production rapidly evolves into a community of large, dense, sedentary, stratified societies. Owing to east/west orientation of continental axis of Eurasia the developments spread easier and rapidly as environmental conditions are more or less the same across the continent. Contrasting this with north/south orientation of Americas and Africa we find that variation in the geography hinders the spread of species and skills developed in one region to spread to other easily. Large population has the advantages that it can develop technology like guns and steel much more easily than distributed and isolated societies. Political organization and writing is the later logical outcome of it. There is also the other factor of germs having evolved from domesticated animals in Eurasia and its population over the years gaining immunity to those. And hence Eurasians armed with their guns, germs and steel went on to conquer other less blessed continents. Guns were no match to stone and primitive tools, germs carried by Eurasians unleashed epidemic of great proportions which resulted in disappearance of native communities in other continents in a limited time span. Steel and technology enabled Eurasians to establish their rule in new world in quick time and oppress the disadvantaged easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the above paragraph, I have taken the liberty to put things in very broad terms what the author has painstakingly explained in the book with scientific rigour. I request that one should read the book to find out how and why various factors had affected the human history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the book very engaging. The book which had me riveted with its initial chapter progresses with lot of intricate details which at times was difficult to read through. However this isn’t a novel and I appreciate the author for his efforts in narrating the history of a long timescale effectively. If you find the title and the subtitle inviting then I say, please indulge. You will not be disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5504629552416924817?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5504629552416924817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5504629552416924817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5504629552416924817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5504629552416924817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/05/guns-germs-and-steel.html' title='Guns, Germs and Steel'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SiD_-i3LVaI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/urHjon5j1a8/s72-c/guns2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-5768710402892880889</id><published>2009-05-29T19:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:11:55.269+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><title type='text'>Being Free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Sh_llCMAEBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LZorXu6bfws/s1600-h/graffiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341240107489824786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Sh_llCMAEBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LZorXu6bfws/s400/graffiti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5768710402892880889?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5768710402892880889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5768710402892880889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5768710402892880889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5768710402892880889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-free.html' title='Being Free.'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Sh_llCMAEBI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LZorXu6bfws/s72-c/graffiti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-6556507427248218341</id><published>2009-04-27T12:37:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:45:45.610+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Numbers in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesongoflife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Swathi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; tagged me to write on the significance of numbers in my life. After much thought I have figured out how some numbers have had importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was fun, Swathi. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1: No of subjects I failed in my engineering examinations. It was Analog Communications! I had secured 23 :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2: No of books I was gifted by friends cum colleagues on my farewell day in my previous company. Those were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zen_and_the_Art_of_Motorcycle_Maintenance"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guns,_Germs,_and_Steel"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Guns, Germs, and Steel”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I am reading the latter and its brilliant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3: No of languages with which I am quiet comfortable reading and writing; Tamil, Kannada and English. Also I stood third in the only essay competition that I ever participated. The essay's title was "Art for Art Sake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4: My favorite movie of all time is comprised of four names! - "Michael Madana Kama Rajan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5: No of my team mates at office currently!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6: My birth date! 6th of April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7: In my current company I am a grade 7 engineer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8: No of my fans on Orkut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9: It was in standard 9 that I was caught red-handed for indulging in examination malpractice. No, I did not try to clear the exam through short cuts but I passed on my answer sheets to my friend to help him out. That was the first and last time that I did such a thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10: No of unique badges that I have earned in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stackoverflow.com/users/44111/prabhu-s"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stackoverflow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, my favourite Q&amp;amp;A site out there in web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-6556507427248218341?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6556507427248218341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6556507427248218341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6556507427248218341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6556507427248218341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/04/numbers-in-life.html' title='Numbers in Life'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-6849709235273999995</id><published>2009-03-29T09:59:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:30:26.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Black Is Ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I heard the following conversation on a TV show in which the host of the show discusses with college students regarding all things about their institution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Host: Oh! Why do you call that dog ‘ugly’?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Student: You see, the dog is black in colour, so we call it ugly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I might not have reproduced the conversation verbatim but the gist is intact. I don’t know if anyone found the response insensitive, but I felt it was nauseating to say the least.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-6849709235273999995?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6849709235273999995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6849709235273999995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6849709235273999995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6849709235273999995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/03/black-is-ugly.html' title='Black Is Ugly'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5113136206679172661</id><published>2009-03-25T19:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:18:08.758+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>Need For Arch-Enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jeff Atwood reasons the need for  an enemy :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codinghorror.com/blog/archives/001246.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who's Your Arch-Enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5113136206679172661?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5113136206679172661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5113136206679172661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5113136206679172661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5113136206679172661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-for-arch-enemy.html' title='Need For Arch-Enemy'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-7939939724053412843</id><published>2009-02-28T23:17:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:27:49.696+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Delhi 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was interested in catching up with &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt; for two reasons; A. R Rehman’s score and the book &lt;em&gt;The Last Mughal&lt;/em&gt; by William Dalrymple. I was mighty impressed with OST of &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt;. And the book had ignited in me an interest in Old Delhi. An &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20090302&amp;amp;fname=Delhi6+(F)&amp;amp;sid=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in Outlook magazine which said that the film is a tribute to Old Delhi and that it leaves a strong impression by getting under viewers skin further kindled my interest. But what I experienced was in contrast to what I had expected. &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt; is driven by a spineless script and weak characterization. The movie is not an ode to Old Delhi as embraced by the article in Outlook. Watching the movie was a trying experience and the ordeal ended with a finish which unintentionally is comical. Interestingly I felt that the music lacked luster when heard in conjunction with viewing the film. I didn’t find absolutely anything in &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt; to recommend it and I am baffled on reading some rave reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-7939939724053412843?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/7939939724053412843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=7939939724053412843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7939939724053412843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7939939724053412843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/02/delhi-6.html' title='Delhi 6'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5869685675776576207</id><published>2009-02-02T19:38:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:41:00.043+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A. R Rahman's Delhi 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has been quite some time that I am overwhelmed by an entire sound track of a movie. A. R. Rahman's &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt; is right up there with any piece of music that is considered classic. In the same way that I get letdown when ever I hear new works of Raaja (&lt;em&gt;Naan Kadavul&lt;/em&gt; is good ,but again, I cannot help but do the mistake of comparing it with his own lofty standards), I was dissatisfied with Rahman, with his efforts in past couple of years. I just wondered when will I get to hear another OST like &lt;em&gt;Duet&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Delhi 6&lt;/em&gt; quenched my thirst! My pick of the album is 'Rehna Tu' sung by the man himself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5869685675776576207?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5869685675776576207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5869685675776576207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5869685675776576207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5869685675776576207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/02/r-rahmans-delhi-6.html' title='A. R Rahman&apos;s Delhi 6'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1859780030476698378</id><published>2009-02-01T10:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:46:08.860+05:30</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P., Nagesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The legend is no more. Nagesh's performance in &lt;em&gt;Kathalikka Nermillai&lt;/em&gt; is just one of the many that stands testimony to the fact that he is one of the greatest actors to have graced Indian cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1859780030476698378?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1859780030476698378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1859780030476698378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1859780030476698378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1859780030476698378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/02/rip-nagesh.html' title='R.I.P., Nagesh'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-6132448691680308699</id><published>2009-01-15T09:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:59:48.219+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Ghajini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Watching &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/movies/reviews?cid=b557bba28092d1a1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fq=Ghajini&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=showtimes&amp;amp;ct=reviews&amp;amp;cd=1"&gt;Ghajini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the Tamil version on TV, I was left wondering what was in it that made it a block buster. More baffling is how the Hindi version is being touted as being a good thriller. Is it because it is Amir Khan’s flick the critics do not want to trash it and lap it up despite it being mediocre. I am pretty sure that if Murugadoss had not cast Amir in the lead role, his movie would have gone down with out a trace.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-6132448691680308699?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6132448691680308699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6132448691680308699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6132448691680308699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6132448691680308699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2009/01/ghajini.html' title='Ghajini'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4373287734702843410</id><published>2008-09-13T13:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:27:44.712+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Rock On!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;‘Rock On!!’ is all gloss but no substance. It is about a four men rock band which having a strong passion for rock music and aspiring to make it big stray away and try reuniting after a decade or so to realize its dream again. The problem is that neither the passion for music nor the struggle is said in a telling manner. Instead what we see is a very loosely connected sequences from the past to present that leaves one guessing whether the guys were really willing to make it big in music. (The lead vocalist quite literally becomes deaf to the sound of music for ten long years and when reunion happens brings up the same level of sophistication that he had in the past!). The soundtrack of the movie is the only saving grace in an otherwise nondescript movie, which could have been better if the screenplay had packed more punch by making music central to the narration than the individuals. In the end what I felt was that the film pretends to be an honest and realistic movie but actually is far from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4373287734702843410?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4373287734702843410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4373287734702843410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4373287734702843410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4373287734702843410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on.html' title='Rock On!!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-3994090241199649224</id><published>2008-09-02T17:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:32:23.125+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Poignant. Brilliant. I cannot praise enough the first novel of Khaled Hosseini, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt;.  The story is about love, loyalty, betrayal and redemption set in the backdrop of the cruelty of civil war that wrecks havoc in the life of Afghans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As I read through, I felt that I was in the grip of a master story teller. I recommend it highly and I am eager to read his second novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-3994090241199649224?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/3994090241199649224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=3994090241199649224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3994090241199649224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3994090241199649224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/09/kite-runner.html' title='The Kite Runner'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5293075773440929463</id><published>2008-08-05T22:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:47:25.657+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tabu Shankar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>தபு ஷங்கர் கவிதைகள்</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;காற்றோடு விளையாடிக் கொண்டிருந்த&lt;br /&gt;உன் சேலைத் தலைப்பை இழுத்து&lt;br /&gt;நீ இடுப்பில் செருக்கிகொண்டாய்.&lt;br /&gt;அவ்வளவுதான்...&lt;br /&gt;நின்றுவிட்டது காற்று.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணாடித் தொட்டியில்&lt;br /&gt;நான் வளர்க்கும் மீன்கள்,&lt;br /&gt;உன் மீது புகார் வாசிக்கின்றன...&lt;br /&gt;'அந்த ரெண்டு மீன்களுக்கு மட்டும்&lt;br /&gt;ஏன் அவ்வளவு அழகான தொட்டி?' என்று.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love exudes out of the writings of Tabu Shankar. I can't help but feel jealous about those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; who have fallen in love and experience love as imagined in Tabu Shankar's writings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5293075773440929463?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5293075773440929463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5293075773440929463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5293075773440929463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5293075773440929463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='தபு ஷங்கர் கவிதைகள்'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-8275327261275253621</id><published>2008-07-28T16:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:04:50.241+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After the serial blasts in Bangalore, it was said as usual that all cities would be put on high alert. With in 24 hours we see bomb blasts happening in prominent places of Ahmedabad. Not one, not two but 16 blasts killing nearly 50 citizens. It makes me wonder what it means by having cities on high alert. The political rhetoric is as much sorrowful as the tragic deaths of innocents in the face of terror. It is high time that the intelligence agents have more teeth and become efficient in subverting the terror activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8275327261275253621?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8275327261275253621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8275327261275253621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8275327261275253621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8275327261275253621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/07/terror.html' title='Terror'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-7871421258498823318</id><published>2008-07-14T16:24:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:58:35.123+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Dasavatharam</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks to Kamal's adept screenplay &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Dasavatharam &lt;/span&gt;is saved from becoming a complete failure. If only he had restrained a bit in his indulgence the final outcome could have been much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-7871421258498823318?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/7871421258498823318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=7871421258498823318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7871421258498823318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7871421258498823318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/07/dasavatharam.html' title='Dasavatharam'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-675778947020240237</id><published>2008-07-02T18:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-02T18:58:08.072+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Rajkumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song Appreciation'/><title type='text'>Song Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The song '&lt;strong&gt;Hosa baalina hosilali..'&lt;/strong&gt;  from the movie &lt;em&gt;Shravana Banthu&lt;/em&gt; is a perfect song to suit a wedding occasion. Rajkumar's rendering of the song is flawless.  Subtle variations in his diction not just in this song but in many others as well is something which sets him apart from others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-675778947020240237?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/675778947020240237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=675778947020240237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/675778947020240237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/675778947020240237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-appreciation.html' title='Song Appreciation'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-8366798792565877992</id><published>2008-06-16T06:11:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:25:50.633+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Last Mughal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“At 4 p.m. on a hazy, humid winter’s afternoon in Rangoon in November 1862, soon after the end of the monsoon, a shrouded corpse was escorted by a small group of British soldiers to an anonymous grave at the back of a walled prison enclosure”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus starts the introduction paragraph of the book Last Mughal. The author later reveals that the corpse was that of state prisoner named Bahadur shah II, widely known as Zafar who is a direct descendant of Genghis Khan and Timur, of Akbar, Jahangir and Shah Jahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such a riveting introduction to a book I was sure that the book was not a mere historical account about the Mughals and the 1857 revolution. And I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Mughal by William Dalrymple is an impressive body of literary work which brings history to life. The 1857 Uprising and the fall of the Mughals; Reading through the book, I was astounded by the sheer magnificence of the author’s dedicated research that had enabled him to write with such élan that would enable the reader to understand and interpret history. The book is not a catalogue of dates and events of the last days of the Mughal Empire and the Sepoy mutiny but is an evocative narrative of the fall of a dynasty which ruled for 300 or so years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William has done a rigorous research by reading through archives which was untouched until he came and thus has written a whole new perspective in to the mutiny. And succeeds in explaining in a manner which is thoroughly enjoyable;&lt;br /&gt;Inserted into the passages at various times are the actual letters that were written and exchanged by the characters. This makes reading an emotional act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William brings out his uninhibited love for Delhi with great passion that it has made me wish for visiting the old historical city and picture the history for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book can easily be a reference to how to write history text books should be for schools. If history is told in manner how it ought to be it can be exciting and students can learn quiet a lot and mainly interpret it which I think is not done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8366798792565877992?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8366798792565877992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8366798792565877992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8366798792565877992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8366798792565877992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-mughal.html' title='The Last Mughal'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1779650955231503840</id><published>2008-05-31T13:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:21:24.632+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Made To Stick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SEEAV7YLqZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BB5wnh8-pnk/s1600-h/MTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206443020933376402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SEEAV7YLqZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BB5wnh8-pnk/s400/MTS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made To Stick&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Chip&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dan Heath&lt;/em&gt; is delightful book about how to have our ideas and thoughts find its way in to the minds of our audience effectively. The key aspects of information that make them click are explained with loads of interesting anecdotes. The authors by dissecting ideas that have stuck strongly with the people bring out the essential ingredients of sticky ideas. There are six principles at work in making ideas last for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity: Ideas must be compact and at the same time have the ability to have a strong impact. The audience should be able to easily find the core message. The core should be profound as well. We shouldn’t &lt;em&gt;bury&lt;/em&gt; the core by making our message complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedness: When we are trying to get our point across to an audience we need to break their expectations. We should shatter their current understanding, surprise them and pull them in. Curiosity and interest needs to be created by filling out &lt;em&gt;gaps&lt;/em&gt; in their understanding. This way we grab their attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concreteness: Avoid abstractions. Concrete ideas tend to be in human understandable terms. While abstract thoughts leave the audience struggling to decode on what is being conveyed, concrete ideas let the crux of the matter quickly stick. The audience would understand the ideas better and remember them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credibility: People will be ready to hear you out only if your ideas have credibility. Give them an ample set of proofs that would enable them to asses for themselves the credibility of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions: Our ideas need to touch audiences’ emotions. This way we can make them care for our ideas. The audience must feel, experience some kind of emotions when hearing our ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories: If we wish that people act on our ideas, we need to present them with stories that let them picture themselves in the stories. This way people will try to act and try out things as was told in the stories. Stories enable us to imagine. They inspire us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these principles are explained in a lucid manner with lot of anecdotes that makes the intention of the book stick in the minds of readers! I enjoyed reading the book and I recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1779650955231503840?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1779650955231503840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1779650955231503840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1779650955231503840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1779650955231503840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/05/made-to-stick_31.html' title='Made To Stick'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SEEAV7YLqZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BB5wnh8-pnk/s72-c/MTS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-201619006299800118</id><published>2008-05-10T12:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:22:52.122+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Development Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Maguire"&gt;Steve Maguire's &lt;/a&gt;book &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Debugging the Development Process&lt;/span&gt; is an indispensable one to any engineer who is involved in software development task in any ways. Reading through the book, I was enlightened about the mistakes that I do and the wrong practices that software developers/leads and managers in general follow. I have resolved to put in practice his suggestions. And also its time that I dust Steve's other fine book &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Writing Solid Code&lt;/span&gt; from my book shelf and have it in my work desk for constant reference.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-201619006299800118?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/201619006299800118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=201619006299800118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/201619006299800118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/201619006299800118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/05/development-process_10.html' title='The Development Process'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4876196123658699492</id><published>2008-05-07T07:17:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:00:53.768+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Bijapur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEh4-noYlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fgkgenQGOjc/s1600-h/DSCF7189_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEh4-noYlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fgkgenQGOjc/s400/DSCF7189_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197472707727876690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEhm-noYkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/G6C8JGtyzZk/s1600-h/DSCF7104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEhm-noYkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/G6C8JGtyzZk/s400/DSCF7104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197472398490231362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEg5enoYiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5WurXXoqHr0/s1600-h/DSCF7097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEg5enoYiI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5WurXXoqHr0/s400/DSCF7097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197471616806183458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thanks to my friend's wedding in Bijapur last week, I had the opportunity to visit the historic city.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gol_Gumbaz"&gt;Gol Gumbaz &lt;/a&gt;and Ibrahim Rouza are the most prominent monuments in Bijapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More images can be found in my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/prabhus"&gt;flickr page .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4876196123658699492?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4876196123658699492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4876196123658699492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4876196123658699492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4876196123658699492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/05/bijapur.html' title='Bijapur'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SCEh4-noYlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fgkgenQGOjc/s72-c/DSCF7189_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-9076168305527240672</id><published>2008-05-01T21:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:21:46.116+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Aramane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SBnmJ-noWVI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mte5SZGgBQ/s1600-h/Aramane-stills-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SBnmJ-noWVI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mte5SZGgBQ/s400/Aramane-stills-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195436704251009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Aramane was disappointing. In the initial moments the crux of the story is revealed and I found it quite interesting and was expecting a good watch. Ganesh is a photographer who tries to get the separated family of Ananth Nag together again. But the screen play falters in presenting the story convincingly. Ganesh tries to shoulder the movie by his wit and timed dialogues. His quips most of the time are no doubt humorous, but that alone cannot engage the audience. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gurukiran’s score is average. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aramane can be watched only to get few genuine laughs, thanks to Ganesh’s witticism a la Tamil’s Parthiban. Otherwise it can safely be skipped. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-9076168305527240672?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/9076168305527240672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=9076168305527240672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9076168305527240672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/9076168305527240672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/05/aramane.html' title='Aramane'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/SBnmJ-noWVI/AAAAAAAAACE/_mte5SZGgBQ/s72-c/Aramane-stills-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-8915462577772965075</id><published>2008-04-19T19:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:14:38.439+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>Coding and Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;Code is not ready for release until unit test cases are run and verified. It is always recommended that this rule is religiously followed no matter how little changes that the programmer might have done. Recently I had to relearn this rule the hard way. Confident that nothing would have got broken with the kind of changes that I did, I merged the changes to mainline with out complete testing. The code was released to the test team. And when I attend the office the next day and check my mail, there is a high severity bug reported. A bug so severe it had blocked a huge chunk of test cases of the test team. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had to resubmit the code with the fix sooner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fix was trivial, thanks to Rational clearcase, I could diff the versions of code and find the cause for the issue. The lessons learnt are, always do complete analysis of the difference b/w the mainline code which has been thoroughly tested and the changed version before merging the codes. And do exhaustive testing before release of the code to avoid the test team report embarrassing issues. The time for testing might be greater than the time invested for writing code but still DO the testing. Lastly I would say that I have fallen in love with the Rational clearcase. I haven’t had experience on any other but I say any amount that might be quoted for the license of the tool is highly justifiable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8915462577772965075?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8915462577772965075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8915462577772965075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8915462577772965075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8915462577772965075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/04/coding-and-testing.html' title='Coding and Testing'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5425272967303045461</id><published>2008-04-19T19:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:21:21.067+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cricket'/><title type='text'>IPL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The IPL cricket has begun. But somehow I am not finding it a least bit interesting. The first thing that puts me off with IPL is the names of the teams in the tournament. A huge amount of money has been thrown in, still no creative thought given in naming the teams! I am not an avid fan of cricket. But if at all I watch it on TV is just when players like Sachin and Lara are in their flow. The T20 is just going to display mediocre cricketing skills and one would not get to see graceful cricket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5425272967303045461?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5425272967303045461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5425272967303045461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5425272967303045461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5425272967303045461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/04/ipl.html' title='IPL'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5490414596894449649</id><published>2008-01-31T06:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:46:44.455+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Divide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Extract from Arundhati Roy 's article &lt;a href="http://www.outlookindia.com/full.asp?fodname=20080204&amp;amp;fname=Cover+Story+%28F%29&amp;amp;sid=1&amp;amp;pn=1"&gt; "Listening To Grasshoppers"&lt;/a&gt; in Outlook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    ..the era of the free market has led to the most successful secessionist struggle ever waged in India the secession of the middle and upper classes to a country of their own, somewhere up in the stratosphere where they merge with the rest of the world's elite. This Kingdom in the Sky is a complete universe in itself, hermetically sealed from the rest of India. It has its own newspapers, films, television programmes, morality plays, transport systems, malls and intellectuals. its own class struggles. An organisation called Youth for Equality, for example, has taken up the issue of Reservations, because it feels Upper Castes are discriminated against by India's pulverised Lower Castes. It has its own People's Movements and candle-light vigils (Justice for Jessica, the model who was shot in a bar) and even its own People's Car (the Wagon for the Volks launched by the Tata Group recently). It even has its own dreams that take the form of TV advertisements in which Indian CEOs (smeared with Fair &amp;amp; Lovely Face Cream, Men's) buy over international corporations, including an imaginary East India Company. They are ushered into their plush new offices by fawning white women (who look as though they're longing to be laid, the final prize of conquest) and applauding white men, ready to make way for the new kings. Meanwhile, the crowd in the stadium roars to its feet (with credit cards in its pockets) chanting 'India! India!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many might dismiss her  as just being mere rhetoric, but give it a thought, you would agree with the crux of her arguments. And I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5490414596894449649?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5490414596894449649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5490414596894449649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5490414596894449649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5490414596894449649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2008/01/divide.html' title='The Divide'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1149198277326235749</id><published>2007-11-27T08:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:18:31.376+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Jack The Ripper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When History Channel on cable TV announced that the film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack the Ripper&lt;/span&gt; would be screened in the weekend that passed I recalled reading long back an&lt;a href="http://www.deccanherald.com/Content/Jun102007/artic200706096538.asp"&gt; article &lt;/a&gt;on the film in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deccan herald&lt;/span&gt;. The author had said that the film was a masterpiece worth seeing many times. I  didn't want to miss the movie and I watched it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The author had got it right. The film is indeed a masterpiece.  The movie is based on the true events that occurred in London in the year 1888.Wikipedia quotes -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jack the Ripper is an alias given to an unidentified serial killer (or killers) active in the largely impoverished Whitechapel area and adjacent districts of London, England in the latter half of 1888"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done to perfection in the movie. The story telling and the background score were excellent. What impressed me most was the performance by each actor in the movie, particularly Sir Michael Caine in the role of Detective Inspector Frederick Abberline. Each had done their best.  There certainly would be repeat telecast of the movie. Do watch it. To quote from the article mentioned earlier -for the subtleties and complexities in movie are truly worth savoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1149198277326235749?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1149198277326235749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1149198277326235749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1149198277326235749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1149198277326235749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/11/jack-ripper.html' title='Jack The Ripper'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-3969306289593634712</id><published>2007-11-21T12:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:17:01.721+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Nodi Swamy Navirode Heege!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What an irony! In the month in which Karnataka should be celebrating it’s Rajyosthava it is under President’s rule.  It is a shameful political drama that Karnataka is witnessing presently. Amidst all the noise a particular message from the political class is clear - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nodi swamy navirode heege!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-3969306289593634712?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/3969306289593634712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=3969306289593634712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3969306289593634712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3969306289593634712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/11/nodi-swamy-navirode-heege.html' title='Nodi Swamy Navirode Heege!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5485097618685643174</id><published>2007-11-13T20:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:01:53.791+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Nothing But Gimmickry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you think that the hype and hoopla seen with the release of the Bollywood movies &lt;i&gt;Om Shanti Om&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Saawariya&lt;/i&gt; is nothing but gimmickry, read &lt;a href="http://www.deccanherald.com/Content/Nov102007/living2007110934812.asp"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;article that appeared in Deccan Herald. The reason is apparent as to why pretty decent movies like &lt;i&gt;Iyarkai&lt;/i&gt;, which has the same story line as that of &lt;i&gt;Saawariya&lt;/i&gt;, go largely unnoticed but &lt;i&gt;Saawariya&lt;/i&gt; receives more attention than what it deserves. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The hype makes you believe that you need to watch the movies else you will be the odd person in the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5485097618685643174?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5485097618685643174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5485097618685643174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5485097618685643174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5485097618685643174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-but-gimmickry.html' title='Nothing But Gimmickry'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-3050025200286688715</id><published>2007-11-11T12:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:02:20.993+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Azhagiya Thamizh Magan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Vijay plays a dual role in a movie, which is devoid of a strong storyline.All other characters, is inconsequential. A R Rahman's score passes through your ears. I think, we cannot expect any more breath taking music from A R Rahman; at least as far as his contribution to Tamil cinema is concerned. Rajni in his later part of career started making movies, which were powered by his presence alone, Vijay tries it quiet too early. Give the movie a miss. Watch it when it is on TV. But wait, do yourself a favour - give that a miss as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-3050025200286688715?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/3050025200286688715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=3050025200286688715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3050025200286688715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3050025200286688715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/11/azhagiya-thamizh-magan.html' title='Azhagiya Thamizh Magan'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4536147401107791966</id><published>2007-10-17T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:48:29.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BMTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Bangalore's public bus transport facility maintained by the BMTC ought to be the best in the country. Its service and quality of the buses that ply have improved by many fold over the years. This I can assert because BMTC buses have been my companion over the last 10 years or so. And Chennai's Pallavan transport should be among the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4536147401107791966?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4536147401107791966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4536147401107791966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4536147401107791966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4536147401107791966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/10/bmtc.html' title='BMTC'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-8861942664286416790</id><published>2007-10-14T21:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-16T15:54:20.264+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Ramanujan - The Man Who Knew Infinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RxI3ifKj80I/AAAAAAAAAB8/rVg98RvZKKE/s1600-h/Ramanujan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RxI3ifKj80I/AAAAAAAAAB8/rVg98RvZKKE/s400/Ramanujan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121216791894553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Roberts Kanigel's "The Man Who Knew Infinity" was an interesting read. The book is about Srinivasa Ramanujan’s incredible life and his Mathematics. The author details the life of the math genius in an accessible manner even for a reader who is remote to the kind of work Ramanujan excelled. The author succeeds in this because he does not dwell into the esoteric areas of Mathematics in which Ramanujan excelled but just makes a succinct reference to his works wherever necessary.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The story begins with an account of Ramanujan’s birthplace, Kumbakonam and his school education. Ramanujan faltered in all subjects but Mathematics. He stood apart from the rest in the way he worked out his favorite subject. After initial struggle in getting spotted as a boy with bundle of talent he does come to be recognized as a person with real mathematical skills. The significant recognition does not come from India but from England. Failing to find anyone in India who would properly understand him, he is advised to write to Cambridge and other places of repute. He writes to couple of distinguished Mathematicians in England for assistance only to be disappointed. But fate has it that he also writes to G. H Hardy. And Hardy responded with a keen interest in Ramanujan’s works. That was enough to spread the name of Ramanujan across the educated circle in South India. Hardy’s endorsement helps Ramanujan in getting rewarded with a scholarship. This enabled him to do his Mathematics at will not needing to care about his daily mores of his personal life, which had become a concern having been wedded at a young age. Hardy invites him to Cambridge and after initial apprehensions Ramanujan crosses seas against his caste traditions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The author dedicates a chapter on Hardy, which gives a very good insight to the stuff that he is made of. The author does well in bringing out his love of Mathematics, penchant for Cricket, his atheism and much more. Then begins the engrossing passage of the book, Ramanujan’s life in Cambridge. Ramanujan finds in Hardy much-needed companion. Their ‘friendship’ and the work together would become a stuff of legend later. Though Hardy helped Ramanujan in finding his true self by enabling him to do his Mathematics, he failed to be friend at personal social level. The seven years that Ramanujan spends in Cambridge wrecks havoc to Ramanujan’s personal life. He remains totally unaware of most of the happenings back home. The straining of relationship between his mother and wife and many such painful events occur in India These and his staunch vegetarianism has him afflicted with Tuberculosis. But the work he does in Cambridge earns him a Fellow of Royal Society [FRS].&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;He returns to India as a FRS only to be pulled into the struggle of social life. His mathematical contribution remains at a minimal. Unable to cope up with pressures of life and unyielding health problems he passes away at a young age of thirty-two. The passage of his life towards the end makes for a sad reading. One can only wonder what could have been if only Ramanujan was healthy and lived for many more years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;I appreciate the author’s skill in writing the biography of one of enigmatic figures of India in a lucid manner. A very good read and I highly recommend it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8861942664286416790?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8861942664286416790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8861942664286416790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8861942664286416790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8861942664286416790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/10/ramanujan-man-who-knew-infinity.html' title='Ramanujan - The Man Who Knew Infinity'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RxI3ifKj80I/AAAAAAAAAB8/rVg98RvZKKE/s72-c/Ramanujan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-1878559948592854578</id><published>2007-09-24T07:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:11:40.883+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><title type='text'>Bug Fixes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fixing a bug in an application, which uses a third party stack is always challenging especially if it isn't obvious at outset where the problem lies. Recently I was up against two such issues in the application that I code. The fascinating thing is that both required a single line change of code but almost twenty man-days to find out which line to change! The multithreaded client application uses the OpenSSL stack to secure the communication with the server. One issue was significant memory leak and the other a crash. Both issues did not give direct pointers to the buggy code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valgrind&lt;/span&gt; is a very good tool for debugging memory leak issues. It reported 3k bytes of leak for every connection that was made to the server. The mailing list gave hints to the solution. After about ten days of analysis and help from top-notch developer in team it turned that I was using an OpenSSL API incorrectly. The fix turned out to be calling a different method than what I was using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The application crash problem was tougher. It couldn't make it to the targeted release of the product. The crash was occurring when the application was heavily stressed. The mailing list was of not much help. After days of investigation it turned out that the bug was in the OpenSSL code. The OpenSSL method of getting thread IDs was failing in the Linux kernel 2.6. The implementation returned the same ID for every thread.  As such the stack was to be changed to fix the issue. And even this time the fix is just a change in one line of the code. Here too I should be thanking my friend who helped me in having the issue fixed and the product released. It helps in having a high quality developer in the team as very good friend of yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1878559948592854578?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1878559948592854578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1878559948592854578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1878559948592854578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1878559948592854578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/09/bug-fixes.html' title='Bug Fixes'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1260293067916809505</id><published>2007-07-30T12:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:18:42.270+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Crazy Ho Gaya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I watched &lt;i&gt;Dhoom-2&lt;/i&gt; on TV. It is one hell of a hilarious movie. The movie is dud but never mind it is fun. ‘Serious’ moments are outright comical and comedy is bland. I forgive &lt;a href="http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/06/sivaji.html#comments"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sivaji&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1260293067916809505?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1260293067916809505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1260293067916809505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1260293067916809505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1260293067916809505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/07/crazy-ho-gaya.html' title='Crazy Ho Gaya!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5312100961700772150</id><published>2007-07-20T12:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:20:10.870+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>Math Atheist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RqBjjxFHPPI/AAAAAAAAABU/AZvpJu4H41c/s1600-h/math.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RqBjjxFHPPI/AAAAAAAAABU/AZvpJu4H41c/s400/math.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089177045050014962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5312100961700772150?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5312100961700772150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5312100961700772150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5312100961700772150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5312100961700772150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/07/math-atheist.html' title='Math Atheist!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RqBjjxFHPPI/AAAAAAAAABU/AZvpJu4H41c/s72-c/math.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-3376718888611885500</id><published>2007-06-26T15:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:05:23.107+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sivaji</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sivaji saw an unprecedented pre release media attention. And the movie fails to deliver in a manner, which would justify the hype. A bad screenplay fails the movie big-time. The movie is devoid of common sense even at microscopic level and is surprising given the fact that Sujatha has penned the dialogues. Rajinikanth might satisfy his die-hard fans to some extent with his screen presence, but if one was expecting another Baasha, it’s a big letdown. The comedy for most part is naïve and at times crass. The conflict between the hero and villain isn’t presented effectively. Money has been spent lavishly on songs, which are mediocre, by ARR standards. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The biggest flaw is the way the story has been told. Events seem disconnected. One scene does not lead to the other. It appears like the director/writer was content if he succeeds to feed the larger than life image of Rajinikanth. Apart from Vivek none else get much time on screen. Even the anti hero character is denied its fair share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The movie I feel has necessary flaws to have become another disaster like Baba for Rajinikanth. But thanks to the marketing that was done during the course of the filmmaking and prior to its release the movie has survived. It has been declared a hit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-3376718888611885500?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/3376718888611885500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=3376718888611885500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3376718888611885500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3376718888611885500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/06/sivaji.html' title='Sivaji'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-3208514378565549090</id><published>2007-06-13T10:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:16:04.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The more I listen to the FM radio stations, the greater my distaste for them becomes. Even after I had vented my frustration in one of my earlier post, I am not at peace. I find myself arguing with those who listen to FM radio regularly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What have the 24 /7 news channels become these days? They would give entertainment channels run for their money.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These channels when watched do nothing but add noise to my understanding of what’s happening around me. There are many channels but too little to offer worth while. I would be better off with just my daily newspaper. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;All shows in which you are given advice as to how to improve your life by means of numerology, gemology, tarot reading and such nonsense. These kinds of shows hog the air time of most of the Tamil channels. There is one show in which a crackpot called Satyamurthy claims that he has cures for AIDS and tumors. Wonder why there has not been any PIL filed against the flourish of pseudoscience in society? May be I should.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The Tamil film music scene. Is there one song which has come in recent time which would stand the test of time? Which has moved you? Which had you in rapture? Sadly none and gems of IR and ARR loaded in my iPod have not been replaced for quite a long time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I cannot stand theBangalore traffic. It’s getting worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-3208514378565549090?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/3208514378565549090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=3208514378565549090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3208514378565549090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/3208514378565549090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/06/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves...'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-2168060153814277830</id><published>2007-06-11T16:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:29:36.418+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Editorials and Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;The Editorials written in the &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/"&gt;New Scientist&lt;/a&gt; magazine never fail to impress me. When commenting on science that has wider social implications like global warming, its opinions are always honest. One should read magazines like New Scientist to form an opinion on matters like science and religion, impact of science on society at large and so on. And Feedback is another column which I enjoy reading in this science and technology magazine of repute. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;Now some humour from &lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/backpage.ns?id=mg19325922.900"&gt;Feedback&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Computer rage&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;FROM the department of computer rage: Peter Brennan was working with the latest version of Adobe's Dreamweaver. When he tried to use the "recent files" list to open a file not available on his network, a box popped up saying, "No error occurred". The only other thing on the box was a button saying "OK". He pressed it and the box disappeared, but the file he wanted didn't open. He tried to open the file again and the same thing happened. Whereupon he took out a gun and shot his computer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, he didn't - but we wouldn't blame him if he had.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-2168060153814277830?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/2168060153814277830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=2168060153814277830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2168060153814277830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2168060153814277830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/06/editorials-and-humour.html' title='Editorials and Humour'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1149057126250430318</id><published>2007-05-07T20:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:38:53.762+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cheeni Kum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ilayaraja has recreated three of his classics for Cheeni Kum. Its amazing how the songs sound contemporary even after a decade or so and not like a remixed version. Orchestration has his signature. Though the songs are good I wish the interludes in the originals were retained. May be it wouldn't have suited given the  Bollywood's style of music. It is to be seen how this album is received by Bollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1149057126250430318?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1149057126250430318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1149057126250430318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1149057126250430318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1149057126250430318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/05/cheeni-kum.html' title='Cheeni Kum'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-6517909756413111076</id><published>2007-04-24T16:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:03:25.972+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Adieu Brain Lara.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am not an avid cricket fan who watches the repeat telecast of a cricket match. But there is an exception. I would watch any day the masterful innings of Brain Lara. His stroke play is akin to a musical symphony. According to me there is no batsmen as stylish as Brain Lara. Thanks Brain for all those wonder ful stroke play of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/13712627-6517909756413111076?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6517909756413111076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6517909756413111076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6517909756413111076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6517909756413111076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/04/adieu-brain-lara.html' title='Adieu Brain Lara.'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-208728303701971237</id><published>2007-04-17T21:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:00:32.364+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Collective Magic of IR, SPB and S Janaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;There is something unique and special in many of the songs that Ilayaraja composed in the eighties. It carries with them the inimitable trademark of his that even if you hear it for the first you can identify those as Ilayaraja’s compositions. One such song is in Kannada, which I heard in radio recently. I was left wondering how did I ever miss such a vintage Ilayaraja song.  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I soon found the song  &lt;a href="http://www.musicindiaonline.com/p/x/EqKjqYJrxd.As1NMvHdW/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Do listen to the song which has the mesmerising magic of Ilayaraja, SPB and S Janaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-208728303701971237?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/208728303701971237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=208728303701971237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/208728303701971237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/208728303701971237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/04/collective-magic-of-ir-spb-and-s-janaki.html' title='Collective Magic of IR, SPB and S Janaki'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4613112376131733616</id><published>2007-04-09T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:08:24.957+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Examination Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its examination time and I get to see while commuting in the bus students discussing about the exam that they have written and about the subject that they will write next. Seeing them reminds me of my days in college and in particular the examination days. Of all days the examination days are quite special. The days would be joyful if everything goes right else gloomy if one does poorly in the exams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are two types of discussion that will happen on the exam day. One is the discussion that we friends would discuss before entering the examination hall. One later, when we step out of the hall. On the day of the exam we would gather in the canteen and many of us will be in serious discussion with each other. Every one would have some part of the syllabus not yet prepared but would be hoping to get whatever info in the last minute from one who has prepared it well. A set of previous question papers would come in handy to at least to pass the exam if not to score more. While some would be quietly immersed in their books, some would be pestering others to let know them how to solve particular problems. Couple of them would play the role of jesters disturbing some and entertaining some. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the bell rings to indicate that we should enter the exam halls, our bags would be packed and all the needed accessories like pen, calculator and the hall ticket would be pocketed. We would enter the hall and quietly occupy the seat marked with our register number. Answer sheet would be handed over and with another ring the question paper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While some would start writing immediately and some spend few minutes and start writing quite a few would keep staring the question paper for well over thirty minutes. Clear indications that the candidates think questions have come out of prescribed syllables. When the supervisor tells that the time remaining is only thirty minutes its time for us to scribble what ever comes to mind. What we write from this point on would not be illegible even to our own eyes!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When we step out of the hall, we would start evaluating our performance. Faces of all kinds, some smiling, some gloomy, and some emotion less, all could be seen at the college gate. We would assign marks to each question and see how much we might score. We would continue discussing about it when we are traveling back home in the bus. Some would rue their fate and some would be ecstatic oblivious to the fact that others are watching. Examination days are truly special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4613112376131733616?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4613112376131733616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4613112376131733616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4613112376131733616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4613112376131733616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/04/examination-days.html' title='Examination Days'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-7134304656261271468</id><published>2007-03-24T13:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:23:00.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sivaji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Certain tracks of Rajnikanth’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sivaji&lt;/span&gt; is now available.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the first listen, my opinion is that the album falls flat with all the high expectations over it. It does not reflect A. R Rehman. The A. R Rehman that I know is not seen in the audio tracks of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sivaji&lt;/span&gt;. As per the audio listing &lt;a href="http://www.musicindiaonline.com/music/tamil/s/movie_name.9069"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, there are  three songs and theme music. One of the duets has Udit Narayan as the play back singer. Udit Narayan for Rajni and I cannot imagine how the visuals with the audio is turning out to be! If one should go by the stills that have been doing the rounds it’s going to be awful. There is a theory that Rehman’s album should be heard over many times to appreciate his work with which I do agree. But with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sivaji &lt;/span&gt;the theory is not going to work out. Hope that atleast the movie is as much entertaining as was Baasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-7134304656261271468?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/7134304656261271468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=7134304656261271468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7134304656261271468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7134304656261271468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/03/sivaji.html' title='Sivaji'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-990692330574348009</id><published>2007-03-23T20:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:53:10.624+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The following is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://harry.cckerala.com/"&gt;Harry's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; comment to my post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/fm-radio.html"&gt;"FM Radio"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in which I was critical of  radio jockey's talks and the kind of programs that get aired. Harry makes a hard hitting statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hit the nail on the head! You took the words out of my mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Commercial needs" doesn't, in any case, imply the stupid SMS and telephone line chatter I heard not only in Bangalore but also at Dubai, there with Malayalam stations. It is evident that someone suddenly 'discovered' this old and tired-out phenomenon discarded from 50s, 60s, and 70s North American radio (just as India has done with cell phones) and decided to ape it. As usual, with sad results - thanks to satellite television which is the reason Indians try to out-do the whites and carry imitation to comical exaggerated extremes! Having lived in the US and Canada for 39 years, with a degree in radio and tv broadcasting, and having listened to smooth, polished super-stations where the announcers make anywhere from $100,000 to $20 million (that is correct) or more a year, I believe I am qualified to separate the men from the boys in radio! These FM stations I heard in India and Dubai are amateurish, to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many stations are going to automated programming in the U.S. and Canada, getting rid of the irritating motor-mouths. Who needs them? Listeners want more entertainment in the form of music, as can be seen from channel-hopping in North America. Take it to another extreme, and you have Indian AM radio. But, that is another story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If these Indian and Dubai stations would only listen...:( The possibilities are endless for AM and FM in this part of the World, if only they knew what they are missing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Harry , thanks much. You made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-990692330574348009?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/990692330574348009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=990692330574348009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/990692330574348009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/990692330574348009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/03/comment.html' title='Comment'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-6759490718443410847</id><published>2007-03-19T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-19T09:41:28.882+05:30</updated><title type='text'>World Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The world cup is turning out to be an interesting one. Who would have thought that the Pakistan would be the first team to be knocked out of the tournament or that the Indians would be pushed to the wall and the prospect of them making into second round a 50-50 chance? Herschelle Gibbs hits six sixes in an over and Ricky Ponting isn’t surprised for he thinks the ground was very, very small (which does not surprise me. If I remember right, when Lara scored 400 test runs in an innings Ponting didn’t have words to praise the effort). Bob Woolmer unfortunately dies. It’s all happening and for now I am looking forward to the India-Sri lanka game. I believe that match would go down to the wire and would be worth sacrificing one’s sleep in watching the Cricket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;If India should lose the match against Sri Lanka they would be out of tournament and who would be more upset than the Indian cricket fan? The Indian media which have been churning out programs that would make one believe that the world cup is what India needs most and nothing else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nonsense is what, at least I find in those programs. One such stupid show is where a tarot card reader is invited in the studio to discuss the prospects of team and players. What I prefer is to just watch the game, draw my own judgments and predictions. I would not waste time in watching any thing else than the game itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-6759490718443410847?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/6759490718443410847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=6759490718443410847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6759490718443410847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/6759490718443410847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/03/world-cup.html' title='World Cup'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4608791323410626614</id><published>2007-03-08T09:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:43:17.378+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cricket'/><title type='text'>World Cup Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Nirmal Shekar writes about resolutions worth considering with regards to the forthcoming Cricket World Cup. Read all the resolutions &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2007/03/08/stories/2007030809112200.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. All his points are very much valid. I liked the following much:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us resolve that we will not elevate — apeing the tacky TV tripe peddled by sportscasters — the latest match-winning century by an Indian batsman into `the greatest ODI hundred ever made.' Even a cursory knowledge of history will be enough to realise that there were, indeed, a few in the past who could do a bit with the bat in World Cups. Ever heard of Viv Richards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us resolve that we will never again say that Team India carries the hopes of a billion people and the prayers of that many are with Rahul Dravid's men. The truth — if anybody still cares for it in this age of ephemera, an age of boosterism and saturation coverage of popular sport in the media — is that a vast majority of that billion has rather more mundane everyday concerns. Their hopes and dreams are not hooked to the fortunes of the men in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us resolve that we will not glorify the triumph as the `greatest achievement in the history of Indian sport' should Dravid's men come back with the World Cup. It might not even be the greatest achievement in the history of Indian cricket. Twenty four years ago, on a lovely English summer day, a bunch of one-day cricket minnows from this land beat one of the greatest sides ever to take the field in a World Cup final — Clive Lloyd's 1983 West Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us resolve to revel in the glory of every great performance in this World Cup irrespective of the nationality of the performer. Let us not be prisoners of our passions and become sorry losers. It never did matter to me that Shane Warne wasn't Indian; nor did it matter to me that Pete Sampras and Roger Federer were unlikely to get goose-bumps when the Jana, Gana, Mana is sung. Tendulkar apart, these are the men who have given me the greatest sports-watching pleasure in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4608791323410626614?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4608791323410626614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4608791323410626614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4608791323410626614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4608791323410626614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/03/world-cup-resolutions.html' title='World Cup Resolutions'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1767626332759439372</id><published>2007-02-27T09:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-27T10:10:33.744+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Baasha</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/id4Vz4LrWSM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/id4Vz4LrWSM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This is the scene which I like the most in the movie Baasha where Rajni says ‘Oole Po’. No other actor, I think could have done justice to that scene. I would also say that Baasha is also one of the finest entertainers. Nowadays watching films like Pokiri, Sivakasi and the like I am very much critical of actors like Vijay and Ajith. The reason is that they try to imitate Rajni. One gets a sense of déjà vu .I am not a huge fan of Rajni but I vouch for the fact there can be only one who can do movies like Baasha and make it entertain: that is Rajnikant. It is high time that the present breeds of actors realize that and choose scripts that are suitable to them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1767626332759439372?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1767626332759439372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1767626332759439372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1767626332759439372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1767626332759439372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/02/baasha.html' title='Baasha'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-7239173003935789226</id><published>2007-02-19T11:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:43:12.168+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pokkiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Rdk_lXCBT1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4-AwNUsuGnI/s1600-h/pokiri_tam01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Rdk_lXCBT1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4-AwNUsuGnI/s400/pokiri_tam01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033123969633439570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;With nothing much to do in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I decided to watch Pokiri which is available in Internet. Thanks to a 24 hours high speed Internet connection at an affordable price in my hotel room the video streaming was good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;As for the movie, only hard core Vijay fans can enjoy it. I felt the movie had a hopelessly written screenplay. I couldn’t, even after watching the complete movie, understand what the movie was about. It is an outright Vijay movie with other characters having absolutely zero significance. Comedy track with Vadivelu was naïve. But there is one scene seeing which one would laugh out loud, watching Vijay in a police costume. Yes, Vijay is an IPS officer, a fact which comes to light at the last moment in the plot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Vijay should not even remotely think of donning police officer character in his movies. Less said the better about Manisharma’s musical score for the movie. I am not sure if Pokiri is a hit but Prabhu Deva should be more sensible and be more creative as he would be in his choreography, if he wishes to become a film maker of appreciable quality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-7239173003935789226?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/7239173003935789226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=7239173003935789226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7239173003935789226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7239173003935789226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/02/pokkiri.html' title='Pokkiri'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp1.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/Rdk_lXCBT1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4-AwNUsuGnI/s72-c/pokiri_tam01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-8884320928180521643</id><published>2007-02-19T03:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:37:26.865+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chicago's Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The winter in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is so harsh that after two weeks of stay here I haven’t had the opportunity to do any sightseeing but to stay in my hotel room or in office. Even to my office that is just a stone’s throw away, I have to take a cab. With just couple of more weeks left for my stay in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and the whether not relenting I am afraid I might not see anything worthwhile. The trip to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/st1:place&gt; was better, lot better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-8884320928180521643?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/8884320928180521643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=8884320928180521643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8884320928180521643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/8884320928180521643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/02/chicagos-winter.html' title='Chicago&apos;s Winter'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-1743844608763833227</id><published>2007-02-10T05:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:50:39.664+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chicago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RdNgz-uEEeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zTJ4H1zgd2M/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RdNgz-uEEeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zTJ4H1zgd2M/s400/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031471654828773858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are some interesting quotes on the American city &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I miss everything about &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, except January and February.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- - - Gary Cole&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is the product of modern capitalism, and, like other great commercial centers, is unfit for human habitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- - - Eugene Debs, 1908&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I think that's how &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; got started. A bunch of people in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; said, "Gee, I'm enjoying the crime and the poverty, but it just isn't cold enough. Let's go west."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- - - Richard Jeni&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Satan (impatiently) to Newcomer: The trouble with you Chicago people is, that you think you are the best people down here; whereas you are merely the most numerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- - - Mark Twain "Pudd'nhead &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Wilson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;'s New Calendar," 1897&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; after looking the town over for years and years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;- - - Carl Sandburg, in Harry Golden, Carl Sandburg, 1961&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Now why would I be writing quotes on the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;? Well I am now in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chicago&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; fighting out the toughest whether that I have ever seen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;While most of the quotes that I have mentioned here render a negative impression on the city (the quotes are pretty old as well), I would blog about what I feel about the city in my future posts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1743844608763833227?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1743844608763833227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1743844608763833227' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1743844608763833227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1743844608763833227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/02/chicago.html' title='Chicago!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RdNgz-uEEeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zTJ4H1zgd2M/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-2430334593949711952</id><published>2007-01-22T13:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:16:23.519+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Raj Kumar – One of India’s Finest Singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RbRquhxqNVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/u_-Y_4RXFD8/s1600-h/Raj+Kumar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RbRquhxqNVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/u_-Y_4RXFD8/s400/Raj+Kumar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022756831998129490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The late Kannada cinema icon Raj Kumar is widely known outside of Karnataka as the film personality who had grown to a stature such as to represent the Kannada culture. But what is not known is that he was an extremely talented singer. Its surprises me often that whenever someone discusses about Raj Kumar, his singing talent is hardly mentioned. In my opinion Raj Kumar excelled more in his singing than his acting. And I would certainly consider him to be one amongst the finest singers of Indian cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some of the memorable songs sung by Raj Kumar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadha Kannali …&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hosa Baalina…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ide Raagadalli…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jeeva Hoovaagidhe…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nina nana Manavu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haalu Jenu&lt;/i&gt;…(excellent rendition by the thespian in this song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beladingalagi Baa…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anuraga Yennaithu Manaseke …&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If there is one reason that I still at times tune into FM stations notwithstanding my dislike of them is just because to listen to Raj Kumar’s mellifluous voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-2430334593949711952?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/2430334593949711952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=2430334593949711952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2430334593949711952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2430334593949711952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/01/raj-kumar-one-of-indias-finest-singers.html' title='Raj Kumar – One of India’s Finest Singers'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp2.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RbRquhxqNVI/AAAAAAAAAAY/u_-Y_4RXFD8/s72-c/Raj+Kumar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-1260251800950985570</id><published>2007-01-22T13:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:07:34.321+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unreal Reality Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have always maintained that the reality shows on television channels are not worth spending my time on. Whenever I come across such shows, particularly the ‘Big Boss’ kind that is on Indian television now, I feel that they insult my intelligence. And my views are strengthened more with the recent noise over the British television show the ‘Celebrity Big Brother’. I would switch over to watch Cartoon Network or switch off my TV rather than watching these stupid shows and the meaningless discussions about them on news channels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-1260251800950985570?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/1260251800950985570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=1260251800950985570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1260251800950985570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/1260251800950985570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2007/01/unreal-reality-shows.html' title='Unreal Reality Shows'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-7055432022735109925</id><published>2006-12-18T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:27:13.435+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Man's Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RYZXo08t5yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opE96VagftI/s1600-h/2005123002890301nml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RYZXo08t5yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opE96VagftI/s400/2005123002890301nml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009787994415949602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last weekend I had a chance to watch the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;No Man's Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. The Hindi film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lagaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; had lost the oscar for 'best foreign film' category to No Man's Land. Rightly so.  No Man's Land deserved the oscar and other numerous awards that it had bagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A powerful movie showcasing brilliantly the futilty of war. The film brings out the hatredness among waring regions, the hypocrisy that prevails in the media, the uselessness of United Nations splendidly. The story is universal. Consider any war torn regions the film fits aptly everywhere. Appreciate the director's talent in narrating a sensitive story seriously and with great wit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do grab the DVD if you haven't watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;No Man's Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-7055432022735109925?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/7055432022735109925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=7055432022735109925' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7055432022735109925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/7055432022735109925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-mans-land.html' title='No Man&apos;s Land'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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://bp0.blogger.com/_P2hKa-mjWP8/RYZXo08t5yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/opE96VagftI/s72-c/2005123002890301nml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13712627.post-5379933247916975911</id><published>2006-12-15T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-15T14:13:56.841+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FM Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many new FM Radio stations have come on air in Bangalore in recent past. I believe this is the case in many other metros in India. Radio listeners will have many choices now. But I have found them wanting. The talk of the radio jockeys leaves lot to be desired. To listen to a good song I will have to bear senseless chattering of the hosts, ads lacking in creativity and many songs of not my liking. The most irritating is the lack of sense in the talks of the hosts. This is more so if two or more are conducting the show. And I can’t understand why a radio jockey should repeat a catch line of the radio station a hundred times every minute. It’s painful to ears to listen to same wordings again and again. Add to this the listeners interacting with the hosts and sending SMS. The hosts will have to keep repeating the numbers to dial in and message. All this makes me to avoid the FM radios particularly when I am traveling and switch on my iPod which is loaded with songs and podcasts of my preferences. I do agree there are shows which are worth listening but those are few and far between. I can enjoy songs with my iPod sans all things that are boring with the FM radio stations. I hope the quality of shows improves, given the powerful media that it is, with people at all levels of society listening to it, imagine how effective the FM radios would be in bringing about a useful change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5379933247916975911?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5379933247916975911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5379933247916975911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5379933247916975911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5379933247916975911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/fm-radio.html' title='FM Radio'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4619094284360314624</id><published>2006-12-06T10:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:35:59.904+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indian Cricket and Fighting Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Rohit Brijnath is one sports columnist whose writing I follow keenly. He writes for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hindu&lt;/span&gt; regularly. Be it Cricket, Athletics, Tennis or any other sport, he writes with great élan. Read his comments on the recent slump of Indian Cricket &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2006/12/06/stories/2006120605962100.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2006/12/06/stories/2006120605962100.htm"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Fighting is many things. It is the constant warding off of impatience. It is battling the     waistline. It is the honest struggle to lift personal standards. It is the desperate hanging on to concentration…Part of the contest of sport is not with opponent, but with the self, the ability to find faith and courage when the hands quiver. Furthermore the great player separates himself from the pack because he asks more from himself than others do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Indian Cricketers should learn from their mistakes and others else they could well  forget about the World Cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4619094284360314624?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4619094284360314624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4619094284360314624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4619094284360314624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4619094284360314624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/12/indian-cricket-and-fighting-spirit.html' title='Indian Cricket and Fighting Spirit'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-5413615534703395239</id><published>2006-10-31T21:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:27:37.169+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Post Cards from Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1026HongKong0805.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1026HongKong0805.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1027HongKong0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1027HongKong0114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1028HongKong0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1028HongKong0072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1028HongKong0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1028HongKong0073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1028HongKong0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1028HongKong0071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1028HongKong0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/400/2006_1028HongKong0042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;more will be uploaded in flickr soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-5413615534703395239?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/5413615534703395239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=5413615534703395239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5413615534703395239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/5413615534703395239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-cards-from-hong-kong.html' title='Post Cards from Hong Kong'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-2959111328689142906</id><published>2006-10-30T18:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:18:50.302+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/1600/2006_1026HongKong0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7411/1673/320/2006_1026HongKong0805.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was in Hong Kong last week on a work related assignment. Being on my first visit to any foreign land, it was quite an experience. The city is beautiful, densely populated with numerous high raise buildings. It surprises me on how a city could be so clean notwithstanding its dense population. The attitude of people does matter not just of the authorities, isn’t? I had no difficulty in moving around the city. The city is very well organized to give the visitor knowing English a pleasant stay. But I being a vegetarian who refrains from egg as well it was a tough time. I couldn’t find even a single Indian style restaurant in the commercial hub of the city where I stayed. Nor was I able to spot many Indians, residential or as visitors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hong Kong is methodical in contrast to the city in which I live. The Bangalore authorities are planning to establish a metro rail system in the city. It would be many years before Bangaloreans could see metro rail system as good as it is in Hong Kong. Having traveled in the Bangalore city buses regularly I found the metro rail system in Hong Kong too could to be true! The city is costly as well. And it’s a shopping paradise. If you have got the money then Hong Kong should be one city that you would love to be in. In the next post I shall publish some more of  photos that was taken during my stay in Hong Kong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-2959111328689142906?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/2959111328689142906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=2959111328689142906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2959111328689142906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/2959111328689142906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/hong-kong.html' title='Hong Kong!'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-4334180476746391436</id><published>2006-10-21T09:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:35:03.678+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Read the following question in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; column of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://newscientist.com/"&gt;New Scientist :&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it true that if the Earth's atmosphere extended all the way to the sun, then the noise the sun makes would deafen us all? How much sound energy does the sun create? And what other effects would manifest themselves?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                                                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pat Morgan, Greenock, Renfrewshire, UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Interesting question I felt. I think the answer is yes. The Sun sound would deafen us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-4334180476746391436?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/4334180476746391436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=4334180476746391436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4334180476746391436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/4334180476746391436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-116038424967172333</id><published>2006-10-09T14:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:28:20.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It’s been a little more than a year since I started this blog. The frequencies of my posts over the last few months have been very minimal. Though my preoccupation with my work could be one reason, the fact that I didn’t have anything useful to say should also be factored in. I do not wish to continue in this fashion lest this blog should appear as inactive and lose it tiny readership base that it might have! I shall be updating this blog as often as possible, of course with information that would make sense to its readers. I should be posting regularly and with more verbose if the blog title &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Prabhu’s Literature &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;should make any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-116038424967172333?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/116038424967172333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=116038424967172333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/116038424967172333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/116038424967172333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-115813995630130630</id><published>2006-09-13T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:02:36.380+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Cricket</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2006/09/13/stories/2006091305151900.htm"&gt;Only West Indies can lose a game like this!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-115813995630130630?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115813995630130630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=115813995630130630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115813995630130630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115813995630130630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/09/cricket.html' title='Cricket'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-115469688608744320</id><published>2006-08-04T18:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:38:06.133+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The day's begun, the sun has sprung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;My shingle on the door is hung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;So work I must, without disgust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Lest my bank account should gather dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;- By Bill Cameron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Busy with my work of late, hence my blog is gathering dust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-115469688608744320?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115469688608744320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=115469688608744320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115469688608744320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115469688608744320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/08/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-115226207216988394</id><published>2006-07-07T14:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:25:10.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Meaningless  IIFA Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.hindu.com/fr/2006/07/07/stories/2006070703030300.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; an article commenting on the hypocrisy of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Indian Film Academy (IIFA) Awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Excerpts from the article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"Indian cinema is not just Bollywood, and Hindi is not the only language. Why should our films be called South Indian cinema instead of being under the banner of Indian films?"  - Mammootty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;…South Indians have won 14 out of 26 National Awards over that many years (Mammootty himself won it thrice, the Big B once, King Khan never) and that a significant number of Hindi films are remakes of successful South Indian films — Telugu, Tamil, and Malayalam. And these include all old record-breaking Telugu and Tamil remakes. Remember those Jeetendra starrers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whether it's Chachi 420 or the more recent Hulchul: the modus operandi is to take an intelligent, riotous comedy with well-knit plot and great dialogues, all blended lightly. Whip it up to a thin fizz, add lots of noise, more songs, often more heroines, give it a hit-over-head quality taking care to remove the intelligence, and presto! you have the Hindi version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I completely agree with the author of the article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-115226207216988394?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115226207216988394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=115226207216988394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115226207216988394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115226207216988394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/07/meaningless-iifa-awards.html' title='The Meaningless  IIFA Awards'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-115008686259237241</id><published>2006-06-12T09:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-12T10:04:22.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>President's Bus Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/Cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/Cartoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As one of those who use the Bangalore metropolitan buses to commute to office and back home, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud seeing the cartoon in &lt;i&gt;The Hindu&lt;/i&gt; edit page. Mr. President would find the bus ride much more adventurous than the Sukhoi and Submarine experience. Just see the smile on our President and plight of his security guard. Excellent cartoon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-115008686259237241?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/115008686259237241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=115008686259237241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115008686259237241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/115008686259237241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/06/presidents-bus-ride.html' title='President&apos;s Bus Ride'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114983115390082883</id><published>2006-06-09T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-09T11:04:05.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Beautiful Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/05_football_adclick2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/05_football_adclick2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The World Championship of the beautiful game kicks off today! Forget about the ongoing Test Cricket series between India and West Indies and get ready to enjoy the live actions from Germany. Except for the most prominent teams and few players I am not aware of the any thing else about the World Cup. But I don’t care. Watching the matches would no doubt be bliss. When I was in school not a day would pass without my class not having played the game. In fact I have rarely played Cricket in my school. But after joining college for lack of opportunities to play football I had to rest my legs. With this World Cup I am going to revive all those memories of school days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114983115390082883?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114983115390082883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114983115390082883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114983115390082883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114983115390082883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/06/beautiful-game.html' title='The Beautiful Game'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114966980267599650</id><published>2006-06-07T14:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:15:40.470+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/32716.html"&gt;Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;- Samuel Beckett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114966980267599650?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114966980267599650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114966980267599650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114966980267599650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114966980267599650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/06/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114959641561245618</id><published>2006-06-06T17:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:52:49.123+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Seek A Ban On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aamir Khan’s film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fanna &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;is banned in Gujarat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;is banned in few states. Even I would like to seek a ban on the following things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mega Serials  - These are highly reprehensible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tele-shopping shows - Nothing else can insult one’s intelligence as these shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;24x7 News channels - Can’t imagine how low they have stooped of late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Shows on numerology, gemology and craps like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have no opinions on the bans on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fanna &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but I strongly feel if all things that I have mentioned are banned, TV viewing can be much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114959641561245618?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114959641561245618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114959641561245618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114959641561245618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114959641561245618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-seek-ban-on.html' title='I Seek A Ban On...'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114925758480682984</id><published>2006-06-02T19:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:48:26.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/tom_hanks6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/tom_hanks6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are many movies that are made based on a book. &lt;i&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt; must be the first movie that I have watched after reading the book upon which the film is based. Having appreciated the book I was bit skeptical that the cinematic version would be a let down, particularly after reading the reviews in media. But it was not. Though not as gripping and riveting as the book, the movie as well can be appreciated. I feel that presenting a literature in a cinematic form has it own limitation. By that thought I give &lt;i&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt; thumps up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114925758480682984?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114925758480682984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114925758480682984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114925758480682984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114925758480682984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/06/da-vinci-code.html' title='The Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114683631071835220</id><published>2006-05-05T19:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:14:55.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Avian bird flu" joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A bear, a lion and a chicken are talking about who is the hardest. The bear says, "When I roar the whole forest trembles." The lion says, "When I roar the whole jungle shakes with fear." The chicken says, "All I have to do is cough and the whole world runs for the hills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.newscientist.com/home.ns"&gt;New Scientist &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114683631071835220?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114683631071835220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114683631071835220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114683631071835220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114683631071835220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/05/avian-bird-flu-joke.html' title='&quot;Avian bird flu&quot; joke'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114654572930624990</id><published>2006-05-02T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:27:49.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Short Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/ShortSrories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/ShortSrories.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot Days Long Nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is an anthology of African short stories. The book is a collection of twenty-six stories by African writers. This book having published by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Book Trust &lt;/span&gt;is priced at a very less price. The first thing that comes to my mind when I think of Africa, sadly, is its backwardness. So while buying this book I thought the most of the stories would be about the plight of the Africans, particularly its women. And I was right. Most of the stories that I have read so far have been poignant. I believe the other sories as well would be as as much touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114654572930624990?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114654572930624990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114654572930624990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114654572930624990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114654572930624990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/05/short-stories.html' title='Short Stories'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114507844683828691</id><published>2006-04-15T10:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:50:46.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rajkumar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Kannada matinee idol Rajkumar is no more. His death has left millions of his fans devastated.   More than as an actor I liked him as a singer. Rajkumar has sung number of memorable songs one of my favorites being the song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;'Halu Jenu'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;. But the violence that occurred in Bangalore on the day of his funeral was most shocking. I would not accept those who were part of the violence as true fans of the thespian. It was some anti-social elements, which took advantage of the situation and caused trouble to people who cared for the actor. Other wise how can we explain the burning of buses and cars? Is it possible for people who are grief stricken to do such inhuman things? I don't think so. Ultimately it resulted in Rajkumar not receiving the kind of funeral he deserved. It was said that he would be provided a state funeral. But the scenes at his burial place said a different story. There were numerous fans at the funeral but I think he was buried like any other ordinary citizen. I truly felt very sad at the way the whole episode was carried out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;The other thing that I didn't like was the English news channels discussing why southern India is so much obsessed with film stars. I really don't appreciate the question. Idolizing someone is a characteristic that exists throughout the world in some form of the other.   It is the Bollywood stars that bring in major revenue to these news and the so-called lifestyle channels.  Salman Khan's arrest was breaking news, why? . While the English channels were covering the mob violence in Bangalore, the Hindi news channels were busy with Salman Khan's possible release from prison.   Were it not for people's interest in Bollywood, Salman Khan would not have occupied the front pages in newspapers and prime slots in electronic media. The difference is just that while the Bollywood stars endear themselves to people representing the elite class the southern stars endear themselves performing roles, which the common man who is not part of the elite can easily identify with. Nothing was more telling than the incident that occurred in a news channel. As the host was discussing the question of southern India's idol worship with a panel the news of Salman Khan reaching his home must have trickled in. The host immediately interrupted saying that Salman Khan has been released and has reached his home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;"We bring you the live pictures from his residence…you can see the fans thronging his home."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;It was thought that the news of Salman Khan reaching home was hot news and one should not miss it, anything else can wait. Oh, how I hated it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114507844683828691?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114507844683828691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114507844683828691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114507844683828691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114507844683828691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/04/rajkumar.html' title='Rajkumar'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114403843264592161</id><published>2006-04-03T09:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-03T09:57:12.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thandege Thakka Maga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The new Kannada movie &lt;i&gt;Thandege Thakka Maga&lt;/i&gt; starring Ambarish and Upendra is the remake of the Tamil film &lt;i&gt;Devar Magan&lt;/i&gt;. Though I haven’t watched the entire movie, going by the few scenes seen on TV, I can assert that the remake falls way short of the original.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Devar Magan starring the late Shivaji Ganesan and Kamalahasan was a neat movie.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The two versatile actors had given a performance of great élan and Illayaraja very well backed the movie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ambarish performs Shivaji Ganesan’s role, as that of the patriarch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The latter is peerless no doubt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;S.A Rajkumar has rehashed the tunes of Illayaraja in the &lt;i&gt;Devar Magan&lt;/i&gt;. Effort has been put to recreate a movie that is considered to have set a benchmark of sorts but not enough to match its quality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114403843264592161?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114403843264592161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114403843264592161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114403843264592161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114403843264592161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/04/thandege-thakka-maga.html' title='Thandege Thakka Maga'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114242673084745943</id><published>2006-03-15T18:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-15T18:15:30.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bird Flu Threat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Bird Flu cases have been reported in few parts of India. There is global concern over the bird flu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;New Scientist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;carries a special report on the bird flu threat in its January’s edition. The reason for the alarm that is being raised globally is based on the fear that the virus H5N1 once inside a human may mutate and become capable of using humans as the carriers. As of now, even though the bird flu kills a third of people, whom it infects, it cannot spread from person to person. A pandemic can occur if humans become the carriers, which would be devastating especially if it is in poorer countries. A vaccine can be developed only after finding the exact strain, which is causing the pandemic. Distributing it to the affected people would be a herculean task. Answering a myth, ‘It’s a 21st century, not dark age and death due to massive plague is not possible’, the article had this to say: “…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;even though leaders know death and misery anywhere will have global consequences, we don’t have the capacity to produce antivirals or vaccine fast enough to protect everyone. We have 21st-century technology. But when it comes to getting it to people, we are still in the dark ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;”. Very true. Its high time the rich countries get together and go all out in stopping the pandemic from occurring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114242673084745943?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114242673084745943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114242673084745943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114242673084745943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114242673084745943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/03/bird-flu-threat.html' title='Bird Flu Threat'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114122554593125144</id><published>2006-03-01T20:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:48:01.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thirukkural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/thiruvalluvar.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/thiruvalluvar.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Finance Minister ,P Chidambaram while presenting the Union Budget, quotes Saint Tiruvalluvar . A beautiful kural .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;“Karumam Sidhaiyamal Kannoda Vallarku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Urimai Udaithu Iv Ulagu”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;“The world is his who does his job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With compassion”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Being a Tamilian , I feel ashamed for not having learnt the Thirukkural. The only kural that I know by heart is that which gets said in every Balachander’s film !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Agara Muthala Yelluthellam Aadhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bhagawan Mudhatre Ullagu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" 'A' leads letters; the Ancient Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Leads and lords the entire world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114122554593125144?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114122554593125144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114122554593125144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114122554593125144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114122554593125144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/03/thirukkural_01.html' title='Thirukkural'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-114071006347088181</id><published>2006-02-23T21:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:47:05.063+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fascinating Read..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Absolutely enjoyed reading the book ,Richard Dawkin's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Selfish Gene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;about which I had a post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/02/genes-and-survival-machines.html#comments"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. It's a brilliant book and I highly recommend it. Each chapter was a revelation to me. I was impressed with the authors knack of explaining concepts with understandable analogies . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Extended Phenotype &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;is another book by Dawkins. I will hunt it down soon for Dawkin considers it to be , more than anything else in his professional life , his pride and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-114071006347088181?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/114071006347088181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=114071006347088181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114071006347088181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/114071006347088181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/02/fascinating-read.html' title='Fascinating Read..'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113904440489780807</id><published>2006-02-04T13:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:47:58.463+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Genes And Survival Machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/0192860925.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/0192860925.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I am currently reading Richard Dawkin's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Selfish Gene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The central theme of the book is that genes are the fundamental units of evolution,of natural selection.The altirusm or the selfishness of the individual life forms is the result of the gene and nothing else.Life forms, plants and animals are just the vehicles for them to survive. The author refers to the life forms as the survival machines.Once the survival machine have served their purpose they are cast aside but genes continue to survive through the next generations of the survival machines. Genes are the denizens of the geological time.Like diamonds genes are forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The book gets me riveted on it while I travel to my office in bus everyday.A excellent way to escape the traffic snarls in my city. Once I complete the book I hope to blog in detail about the genes, the immortal coils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113904440489780807?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113904440489780807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113904440489780807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113904440489780807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113904440489780807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/02/genes-and-survival-machines.html' title='Genes And Survival Machines'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113759393956587892</id><published>2006-01-18T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:48:14.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Comedy - Then &amp; Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I watched the classic comedy of the late Thangavelu from the film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kalyana Parisu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; again. I think that the performance of Thangavelu along with his wife Saroja in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kalyana Parisu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; should find place in the list of all time great comedy in Tamil Cinema. Other equally brilliant performance should be that of Nagesh in the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kadhalika Neramillai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. When I see such great comedy in old movies I can’t help but contrast them with the present and feel that the performances of Nagesh and Thangavelu are far more accomplished than those done by present breed of comedians like Vivek, Vadivelu and others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113759393956587892?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113759393956587892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113759393956587892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113759393956587892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113759393956587892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/01/comedy-then-now.html' title='Comedy - Then &amp; Now'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113758561627125788</id><published>2006-01-18T16:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:53:20.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ID  Is  Not Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Should Intellegent Design (ID) be taught in science class as a scientific theory challenging evolutionary theory? No. The arguments put forth by the exponents of the ID are naive. Their argument that it is impossible for a complex organism to evolve just by chance defeats itself cyclically.One who designs the complex organism should be much more complex and demands much more explanation. But ID supporters refute this arguments saying that the Intellegent Designer is simply immune to the normal demands of scientific explanation. In such a case ID should find no place in science class but instead be confined to theology studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I studied in a christian school where we had a separate classes taken to preach Bible. I had no issues and did study it for it carried weight in my overall performance in my exams. But I would not tolerate when some one suggests that let the Bible classes be part of my Biology curriculam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Read here a very good article arguing against ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113758561627125788?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113758561627125788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113758561627125788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113758561627125788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113758561627125788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/01/id-is-not-science.html' title='ID  Is  Not Science'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113740031958859977</id><published>2006-01-16T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:17:20.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vijay's Political  Ambitions ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/Stamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/Stamp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Tamil Film Star Vijay receives the first stamp album of the special postage stamp on ‘Pongal’. After reading the news in the newspaper I was wondering why was Vijay chosen for recieving the stamps . But if rumours are to be believed then what my friend says must be true.My friend who came from his hometown in Tamil Nadu after celebrating Pongal, says that according to news reports in dailies there, Vijay is all set to campaign for DMK for the upcoming elections. Why would Vijay do that ? After recent IT raids in the houses of the cine stars of Kollywood, he is in need of some political support to shield himself from the IT raid squads in future. Though one shouldn't jump to conclusions , the rumour does make some sense to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113740031958859977?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113740031958859977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113740031958859977' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113740031958859977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113740031958859977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2006/01/vijays-political-ambitions.html' title='Vijay&apos;s Political  Ambitions ?'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113558805402423645</id><published>2005-12-26T14:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:20:30.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aaaru  - Keep Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I suggest you might do yourself a favour from avoiding the Tamil film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aaaru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Violence being the main theme the movie fails miserably. Hari did much better in Saami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;PS: There were days during which I used to argue with my friends that commercial Tamil cinema was better than Hindi and kannada( atleast if one considers comedy and music). But now those arguments will fall flat on their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/13712627-113558805402423645?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113558805402423645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113558805402423645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113558805402423645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113558805402423645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/12/aaaru-keep-off.html' title='Aaaru  - Keep Off'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113457378905240603</id><published>2005-12-14T20:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:22:28.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>IF..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  But make allowance for their doubting too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;   Or being hated, don't give way to hating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,&lt;br /&gt;If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt; And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt; And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt; And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt; Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much,&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,&lt;br /&gt;And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: georgia;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; --&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Inspiring , isn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113457378905240603?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113457378905240603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113457378905240603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113457378905240603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113457378905240603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/12/if.html' title='IF..'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113437628492364905</id><published>2005-12-12T13:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:03:45.756+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brain Lara, The Enigma  II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mike Marqusee in his Column  'Level Playing Field' in &lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/mag/2005/12/11/stories/2005121100240300.htm"&gt;Hindu&lt;/a&gt; writes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Lara's artistry blends the spontaneous and the cultivated, flamboyance and discipline, inspiration and stamina. It is irresistibly seductive. Even fanatical opposition supporters sigh in disappointment when he's out early. They know that a major innings by the walking puzzle we call Brian Lara is one of the glories of modern sport, a privilege to behold, whatever the outcome of the match"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;same thoughts  I intended to put in my &lt;a href="http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/brain-lara-enigma.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; on Brain Lara , but couldn't put in words as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mike has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/13712627-113437628492364905?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113437628492364905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113437628492364905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113437628492364905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113437628492364905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/12/brain-lara-enigma-ii.html' title='Brain Lara, The Enigma  II'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113324477168357846</id><published>2005-11-29T11:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T16:58:20.143+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Maxwell's Equations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; God Said Let ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/To%20Post.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/To%20Post.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;And There Was Light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To anyone who is motivated by anything beyond the most narrowly practical, it is worthwhile to understand Maxwells equations simply for the good of his soul."  - J R Pierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Inspiring statements that helped me in understanding the Maxwell's Equations better while studying Electromagnetics .&lt;br /&gt;&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/13712627-113324477168357846?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113324477168357846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113324477168357846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113324477168357846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113324477168357846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/maxwells-equations.html' title='Maxwell&apos;s Equations'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113318676314342557</id><published>2005-11-28T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T19:36:03.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life Membership Expires On..</title><content type='html'>From&lt;a href="http://newscientist.com/"&gt; New Scientist&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: italic;"&gt;"David Lake was given a life membership card for the Royal Zoological Society of South Australia. On it were the words: &amp;quot;Life Member. Expires 30/06/2006&amp;quot;. &amp;quot;Should I be worried?&amp;quot; Lake asks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113318676314342557?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113318676314342557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113318676314342557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113318676314342557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113318676314342557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-membership-expires-on.html' title='Life Membership Expires On..'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113318248625031333</id><published>2005-11-28T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:26:01.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shamelessly Biased News Coverage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can tolerate the endless serials that get aired on TV but not the NEWS on the SUN TV and JAYA TV. Tamil Nadu has been severely affected by the rains and the coverage is shamelessly biased against the parties to which they are loyal. On SUN one just gets to hear the plight of the people and the central ministers visiting the affected places. Not a single mention of the TN state ministers relief efforts; On Jaya it is just the opposite. One hears people hailing the CM for her help, no scenes of despair. The coverage tries to impose on the viewers the feelings of the political parties rather than the affected people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113318248625031333?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113318248625031333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113318248625031333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113318248625031333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113318248625031333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/shamelessly-biased-news-coverage.html' title='Shamelessly Biased News Coverage'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113317747860389307</id><published>2005-11-28T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:01:34.833+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brain Lara , The  Enigma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/brian_lara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/brian_lara.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brain Lara does it again. He holds another awesome record. He holds the world record for most test runs, 11,187. He as well holds the record for the highest score in one innings, 400 runs. He broke this record twice!. In his twilight of his career, he remains an enigma to me. Just as I think his magic is over, he bounces back with a spectacular innings time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113317747860389307?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113317747860389307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113317747860389307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113317747860389307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113317747860389307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/brain-lara-enigma.html' title='Brain Lara , The  Enigma'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113292796740458204</id><published>2005-11-25T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:17:48.800+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Illayaraja's BGM Score</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=BGM.mp3&amp;url=http://prabhu.castpost.com/" frameborder="0" height="40" scrolling="no" width="250"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Powered by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.castpost.com%27"&gt;Castpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Listen to  the BGM  score of the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Kadhalakku Mariyadhai'&lt;/span&gt;, the climax scene&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;It is compositions of this kind which establishes the fact- There is none on par with Illayaraja when it comes to scoring BGM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113292796740458204?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113292796740458204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113292796740458204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113292796740458204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113292796740458204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/illayarajas-bgm-score.html' title='Illayaraja&apos;s BGM Score'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113282494401515559</id><published>2005-11-24T15:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:21:55.530+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jal Jal</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=JalJal.mp3&amp;url=http://prabhu.castpost.com/" frameborder="0" height="40" scrolling="no" width="250"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Powered by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.castpost.com/"&gt;Castpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Listen to this song sung by S. Janaki. The film is 'Paasam'. This song is one of my favourites of old Tamil film music collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113282494401515559?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113282494401515559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113282494401515559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113282494401515559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113282494401515559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/jal-jal_24.html' title='Jal Jal'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113215469714469721</id><published>2005-11-16T20:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:28:59.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/shirt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image from 'The Hindu'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, I read this musing in The Hindu. The author writes about the spitting habit that has become the integral habit for most of the people in India. Others doing that can be intolerable if you are travelling in a bus and the person sitting in front of you goes on a spitting spree..Thoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though a frequent traveller in a bus , I hadn't endured the experience which the author of the article had. But yesterday was the day. I was in the bus going home from office. The window besides which I was seated had a glass pane for cover but it was common for two windows. I had my window wide open with the night breeze blowing gently. It was pleasant. Then he started. Gentleman sitting in front chewing his paan spit the first time. Nothing happened, the bus was going bit slow. I thought he wouldn't do that again when the bus catches speed but I was wrong.He did it again , this time I was not spared , his bit of thoo falling on my cheek. My friend seated next to me laughed . I kept silent. There was the third thoo. I could n't bear it . I stood and said something murmering, leaned forward and pulled the glass plane covering his window towards mine. He did not stop though, but I was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some people be so unconcerned about others ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113215469714469721?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113215469714469721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113215469714469721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113215469714469721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113215469714469721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoo.html' title='Thoo...'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113143882462360281</id><published>2005-11-08T13:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:28:27.460+05:30</updated><title type='text'>History of AT  &amp; T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://www.spectrum.ieee.org/jul05/1571"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; a very well written article on AT &amp; T , company which led the revolution in communication . AT&amp;amp;T's history of research and innovation is unparalleled. But now its not into the research and development which was its lifeline .The company is still a telecom giant but more focused on the corporate market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113143882462360281?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113143882462360281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113143882462360281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113143882462360281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113143882462360281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/11/history-of-at-t.html' title='History of AT  &amp; T'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113075401946282920</id><published>2005-10-31T15:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:42:17.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Movies , Movies and only Movies</title><content type='html'>Its festival time and various Tamil channels have 'variety' of special programmes lined up tomorrow. But why is that all programmes on all channels are always centered on movies ? Can entertainment be not provided by other means? Least thought is given to other forms of art. Even on Tamil new year it is cinema which rules. Why not give some space for Tamil Literature?I don't think it is movies alone which is in the psyche of people. I wish things change..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113075401946282920?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113075401946282920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113075401946282920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113075401946282920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113075401946282920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/10/movies-movies-and-only-movies.html' title='Movies , Movies and only Movies'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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-13712627.post-113050242367432625</id><published>2005-10-28T17:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-29T11:14:43.060+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Let Our Life Lighten Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/1600/deepavali2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5202/1216/320/deepavali2.4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wish you all a happy Deepavali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13712627-113050242367432625?l=esprabhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/feeds/113050242367432625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13712627&amp;postID=113050242367432625' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113050242367432625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13712627/posts/default/113050242367432625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://esprabhu.blogspot.com/2005/10/let-our-life-lighten-up.html' title='Let Our Life Lighten Up'/><author><name>Prabhu S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10700064872549658343</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></feed>
