<?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-5640820</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:59:57.352-08:00</updated><category term='The World Cup Debacle'/><category term='Second 3 Mobile Test'/><category term='Machiavellian&apos;s Man-Management'/><category term='India vs Australia'/><title type='text'>Love ThySelf....</title><subtitle type='html'>Bla... Blah... Blaw... Blawg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-5212389724816518503</id><published>2012-01-26T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:44:19.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AO2012 SF1 - Federer Rafa-ed upIt was yet another display of melting down at the face of Rafael Nadal in a Grand Slam for Roger Federer. It was very indicative from the first set, when playing Del Potro, he was in the same state, 3-0 up, cruising in 4th gear, appearing invincible, but soon after, Rafa broke him. If it had been DelPo, or anybody else, Federer would have just blown it off and got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/5212389724816518503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/5212389724816518503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5212389724816518503' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-898324283774406135</id><published>2009-08-13T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:59:14.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Compare Michael Vick to Donte' Stallworth???I just happened to start reading this column from Jason Cole, and unfortunately, I think that is the worst I have ever read anytime. I am serious, this is really a very very very poor comparison.One guy, has repeatedly killed dogs, and here is another who was intoxicated and ran over a man. IMO, I don't think we can even compare these two, both of them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/898324283774406135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/898324283774406135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#898324283774406135' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-4735934880945343960</id><published>2008-08-23T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:36:52.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is Kamal a genius beyond compare?So, I have been having this discussion, that even became an argument at times, with a lot of my friends about the great thinker called Kamalhassan. I feel the Indian people, and the Tamil tinsel world in particular, should be very thankful this genius was born in India. With every movie of his that I watch, he just grows much higher in my view, and I feel he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/4735934880945343960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/4735934880945343960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4735934880945343960' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-119578658206251363</id><published>2008-07-22T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:59:38.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AIN'T THIS COOL?I saw this in The Hindu Crossword 9283 and found it pretty cool, iff I am correct that is:Down 8 - Young beginner (Y) longs to be at SEA with fleet (Royal Navy) (6) - YEARNS (?) = longsAs cool as this was, I found another to be kinda bad, again, if I am correct:Down 18 - Quietly (P) SEND worker (ANT) for a lamp hanging from the roof (8) - PENDANTS (?)Specifically mentions the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/119578658206251363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/119578658206251363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#119578658206251363' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-8778846410349123959</id><published>2008-07-18T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:16:44.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hindu Crossword 9280Got into it again :D Across   1 Girls in love — just the opposite — cowboys throw them over (7)  5 Loving to take a girl to heart (7) 10 It is rare to find same mountain range in Spanish countries and the U.S. (6) 11 If not a topper, then bowler is needed to perform it (3,5) 12 Here an oracle made capital about party leader (6) 13 Not independent of a kin (8) 14 Betrothed has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/8778846410349123959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/8778846410349123959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8778846410349123959' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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/_q-vMfO3NOgc/SIGG_hu6ETI/AAAAAAAABMA/gwHFALrvuUY/s72-c/hindu-xword9280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-966527170599071522</id><published>2008-07-17T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:16:44.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hindu Crossword 9279After a very long time, sat down with the Crossword today, and it doesn't seem too bad, have done decently well. Although, I had to browse to get some (the lowercase characters) :(Across 1 Oh madam, I nearly bled! Can I be taken out? (9) 6 Frilling used in ecru chemises (5) 9 You need to tie her up with a knight (5)10 Gathering done in great number for a service, we hear (9)11</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/966527170599071522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/966527170599071522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#966527170599071522' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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/_q-vMfO3NOgc/SIAiereJ4LI/AAAAAAAABL4/7c2qLQiMAC4/s72-c/hindu-xword9279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-9045406207604475894</id><published>2008-07-10T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:19:30.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hawk Eye - A faux pas?The more I see the use of Hawk Eye in Tennis, the more I feel it is not the right way to call, atleast not in Tennis. There has been so much questioned about the technology, more since the Federer-Nadal 2007 Wimbledon Final. Now, I am one of those who want to bring in more innovations using Image Processing into all these sports. But, today, I got to read the explanation </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/9045406207604475894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/9045406207604475894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#9045406207604475894' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-8918000809005661102</id><published>2008-01-06T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:24:02.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India vs Australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second 3 Mobile Test'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hypocrite's HonestyI really did not think I'll get back into blogging. But, the second 3 mobile Test match between India &amp; Australia at the SCG, just makes me feel so bad that I couldn't avoid this.The words have now been clearly etched that the current bunch of Australian cricketers, headed by Ricky Perfidious Ponting, are dishonest machiavellians you'd ever seen on a sports field. Asking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/8918000809005661102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/8918000809005661102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8918000809005661102' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-5736578252328895055</id><published>2007-04-08T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T15:34:21.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World Cup Debacle'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Escapists' Elixir?As has been said, India losing out in the first round of the World Cup, is good for Cricket, even Indian Cricket! But, what has happened so far, doesn't give us a feeling that there is really some big plus coming out of it. My views may be flawed, but, here is what I think....- Sachin's gripe against the coach: Agreed, Greg Chappel hasn't done a great lot as a coach for the team</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/5736578252328895055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/5736578252328895055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5736578252328895055' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-2359061382744644643</id><published>2007-03-03T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:57:09.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machiavellian&apos;s Man-Management'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOFT SKILLS...!!!I have been in this class through the last week. Honestly, everybody knows that this isn't something that comes to you taught or told by somebody over a week. This is what you grow up with. This is what your parents try to inculcate in you. This is what you want to be. I have very sincerely, atleast tried to be this way all my life, and made every sincere attempt. And most of the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/2359061382744644643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/2359061382744644643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2359061382744644643' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-116553905080677448</id><published>2006-12-07T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:50:50.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IVY LEAGUE?We have had this question come up so many times, but never found the answer, well, nothing really convinced us so well (yea, yea, yeah... there is wikipedia.org which says the origin, still, for the heck of it ;) )... A few months back it just hit me, the first time when a journalist wanted to write abt these schools made a typo, you see, the C and V are placed so close to each other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/116553905080677448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/116553905080677448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116553905080677448' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-116510616403035820</id><published>2006-12-02T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:36:04.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT FINALLY HAPPENED...The most feared thing to me in the last two years, finally happened... It all started last weekend and the decision was made (not by me) yesterday... This is probably the second most difficult decision that I have had to accept in all my life....So, back to blogging isn't too improbable now. I have absolutely nothing much to do except lying in the bed burying myself deep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/116510616403035820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/116510616403035820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116510616403035820' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-115781474294230808</id><published>2006-09-09T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:12:22.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking about it....I am thinking about getting back into blogging.... Grand Slams are almost over, football season's beginning... its going to be a lot of fun sitting before the TV ;)So, here I come back.... with a more private blogspace :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/115781474294230808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/115781474294230808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115781474294230808' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-113189167049953755</id><published>2005-11-13T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:21:10.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE WEEKEND IN SPORTSIt has definitely not been a rosy weekend to me, going by the sports news. Except for the thumping series win against SL, every other individual/team I was following closely, failed to deliver.Ganguly - A pair, out both times to Zaheer... You couldn't choose a better way to quit cricket, could you? C'mon dada, u're capable of more... Can you just not apply and be a li'l more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/113189167049953755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/113189167049953755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113189167049953755' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-113160245717158683</id><published>2005-11-09T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:07:06.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAJAAAok, firstly, this movie is a must watch for Asin ;)After a long time sat down to watch a movie all alone... Overall, this movie is ohhhkayyy...Vikram - :( Big letdown, can't dance, can't be funny... can't do _this_ rolePasupathy - aahaa.. u are learning (from thalaivar (kamal) 'n mani) ;)Asin - wowowowww... chanceyy illa.. (better not miss the chichi song). Simran 'n Kushboo were kinda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/113160245717158683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/113160245717158683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113160245717158683' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-112938888566019842</id><published>2005-10-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:08:08.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WRECK 'EM TECHTexas Tech takes on Kansas State today... Despite being disassociated from TTU for close to 1 year, I still love to watch 'em play football, and try to understand the game better.Last week was the game against Nebraska, when I expected the Cornhuskers to be thrashed by the Red Raiders... But, it happened thus With his team trailing 31-27, Hodges was picked off by Nebraska's Le Kevin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112938888566019842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112938888566019842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112938888566019842' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-112839499550650017</id><published>2005-10-03T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:03:15.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minnale Nee Vandhadhenadi....I wanted to sleep to May Maadham songs, this is the last one and I am listening to it for the Nth time... Listen to the second interlude... ARR has almost equalled Ilaiyaraja... wow, excellent composition... This might flash thru ur thoughts when u listen to songs from Kaadhal Virus and Kaadhal Desam, yet, this one is awesome...  Add Vairamuthu's (?) lyrics to it and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112839499550650017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112839499550650017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112839499550650017' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-112286064610708122</id><published>2005-07-31T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:44:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MONTH OF JULYSomehow, I get along best with ppl born in the month of July... Jul 5, 24, 31 (and ofcourse Aug 2)...Today, its the b'day of one person I miss a lot... HAPPY B'DAY guys... thanks a lot for all that u've been to me... Miss y'all..obVSly...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112286064610708122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112286064610708122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112286064610708122' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-112225299480282833</id><published>2005-07-24T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:43:46.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All for The AshesNo cricket fan would be missing this exciting Ashes series. The Harmisson burst on early first day was undone soon after by the program, McGrath. 71 of his 78 deliveries were on good length, and 55 of these were on or outside the off stump. While this is known of McGrath, its really surprising how batsmen round the world have not learnt to play him or that length and line. Even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112225299480282833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112225299480282833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112225299480282833' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-112191934488828903</id><published>2005-07-20T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:20:41.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>³... ¾Á¢ú Å¨ÄôÀ¾¢×¾Á¢úÄ Å¨ÄôÀ¾¢× ±Ø¾ÛõÛ ¦Ã¡õÀ ¿¡û ¬¨º... ¿¢¨ÈÂ §¾Ê, þô§À¡ ¾¡ý ¸ñÎÀ¢Êî§ºý, ±ôÊ ±Ø¾ÏõÛ....¿õÁ Ã¡º¡§Å¡¼ ¾¢ÕÅ¡º¸ò¾ §¸ð¼Ðõ, ¾Á¢ú §ÁÄ «ôÊ ´Õ ÀüÚ.. ±ôÊÂ¡ÅÐ ¾Á¢úÄ ²¾¡ÅÐ ±Ø¾¢§Â ¬¸ÏõÛ...¾¢ÕÅ¡º¸õ... ¾¨ÄÅ÷ ¸Äì¸¢ð¼¡Õ... ´§Ã ´Õ ÅÕò¾õ, ±øÄ¡ô À¡ð¨¼Ôõ ¾ý§É¡¼ ¦º¡ó¾ìÌÃøÄ À¡ÊÂ¢Õì¸ §Åñ¼¡õ... «¨¾ò ¾Å¢Ã, º¢ÅÒÃ¡½õ ¦¸¡ïºõ þ¨ºÂüÈ¢Õó¾Ð... ÁÉº¡ðº¢§Â¡¼ ¦º¡øÄÛõÉ¡, ¯ýÉ¢¸¢Õ‰½ý ¯ÕôÀÊÂ¡ À¡ÊÂ¢Õì¸¡÷, ¦Ã¡õÀ ¿ýÈ¢... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112191934488828903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/112191934488828903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112191934488828903' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111851718096138419</id><published>2005-06-11T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T12:13:00.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLAMORgone GANGULY???Being an ardent Ganguly fan, I have been following the last two matches played by Glamorgan pretty closely. And to make it heartening, Gangs scored a century and a half-century in a losing cause in the last match (let's forget the 0 &amp; 15* in the previous match). It was unfair of bbc and cricinfo to not have a live ball-by-ball commentary. Soon after the match was over, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111851718096138419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111851718096138419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111851718096138419' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111668764050657925</id><published>2005-05-21T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T08:00:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE NUPTIAL KNOTAlmost all of my friends are getting ready to hear the marriage knell.. oops, sorry, bell. But, the interesting part is, the latest trend is either in staying away from each other after marriage, or staying together from before marriage. There're very few who begin to stay together right after the ceremony. With cell phones getting so popular and cheap, the whole family runs over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111668764050657925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111668764050657925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111668764050657925' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111490793983328425</id><published>2005-04-30T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:24:16.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANNIYAN - First Feel This aftie, my friend reminded me (indirectly) that I hadn't listened to Anniyan songs, despite having d/led them around a week back. So, I put my car-borne blues behind, and tuned up my wmp. Being an ardent Kaiviyarasu fan, confirmed it with a google search. Harris Jeyaraj (HJ) has always stood a perfect Rahman-mould, every song reminds you of another.The first song started </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111490793983328425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111490793983328425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111490793983328425' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111489203598922478</id><published>2005-04-30T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T13:13:55.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE SEMI-CONCAVE DOORI have seen cars designed for extra performance, but, now the driver-side door of my car has got a special design. I was initially very upset, that my beautiful corolla was misfigured, and I got to pay for no mistake of mine, but on poring a li'l more, seems like this could have been a great design to enhance speed :PImagine, the whole car semi-concaving out from the hood (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111489203598922478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111489203598922478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111489203598922478' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111456669488259475</id><published>2005-04-26T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:01:18.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT AIN'T CRIME......until u're caught... but, seems, it definitely is a crime to aid the criminal, and u'd soon have to pay the price...I was proved yet again today that god does not exist :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111456669488259475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111456669488259475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111456669488259475' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111447976506480399</id><published>2005-04-25T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:42:45.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A L A S!!!It probably was A Late-April's Snow that threw wet leaves on my day. My friends sent me photos from their weekend trip, and I really started missing Lubbock :( With this car thing always playing in the back of my mind, I had mood for nothing in office today, except to mess up with my home dir #o.But, happened to watch MX y'day... Man, seriously ppl have no conscience when they say this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111447976506480399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111447976506480399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111447976506480399' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111436991033558742</id><published>2005-04-24T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:11:50.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BATHOS of a BLOGIts really sad that I had to come up with this boring a blog, despite taking a long break. But, was waiting to watch CM and MX before I'd write anything.Finally, I broke my boredom with a series of movies, watched CM, Nallavanukku Nallavan, and Kadhalukku... (Mariyadhai is yet to be seen :P ).I should admit I'ven't watched Manichithra Thaazhu, but CM (rajini has finally succeeded </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111436991033558742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111436991033558742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111436991033558742' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111327426137856582</id><published>2005-04-11T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:51:01.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>D R E A M s....If you thought this would be something about that 'explosive failure' of a Dhanush movie, you're going to be up for the biggest disappointment.Last night, I don't know if it was the achievement of listening to my heart and not succumbing to sentiment for the first time, or of having lost 2 sets in tennis, or jus' the summer, that kept me awake until about 3:00 a.m. But, when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111327426137856582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111327426137856582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111327426137856582' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111135824716157227</id><published>2005-03-20T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T14:37:27.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE FEDERER PHENOMENONAfter quite sometime, I got a chance to watch Federer in action. He clearly belongs to a different league and beleaguers the opponent. He seems to be a complete package, and Hewitt seems to be the able second to him, though should honestly admit Roddick is improving, but a bit late, as Federer has reached the pinnacle that others can't even fantasize.It is harsh on any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111135824716157227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111135824716157227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111135824716157227' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-111006267763952136</id><published>2005-03-05T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:44:37.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S U P P O S E . . .A very handy word in English, made a li'l more interesting with the song from Sukran.... Can listen to this a few times, before you get bored... Music is good and goes with the funky lyrics... Techno-Classical combo goes well, have no idea how it's been picturised... Falls into the line of Theradi Veedhiyil, Boys-ai Enga Veikkaadhe, ....There's another similar song, worth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111006267763952136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/111006267763952136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111006267763952136' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-110944629198700267</id><published>2005-02-26T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:31:31.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROLE MODELThis might sound stupid to some ppl... But, honestly, if there is one person really worth it, I think its Kamal (yes, the actor). I have started to want to be like him, professionally.Here's what I found great in him:1) Dedication to what  you do - Honestly, he's no second to anybody when it comes to dedication, you can see this in almost all movies2) Inspiration - Watch any of his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110944629198700267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110944629198700267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110944629198700267' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-110833610401128965</id><published>2005-02-13T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T15:08:24.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOOGLEDThe guys in google never cease to surprise me... It won't be long before they drive everybody else in the dotcom business out and be all alone at the peak, like Kamalhassan in the film world :) (he atleast had Ilayaraja for quite sometime).The latest... http://maps.google.com Its AWESOME. You can move the maps whichever way you want. You can get a map between Rhode Island and Tucson, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110833610401128965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110833610401128965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110833610401128965' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-110504714553001712</id><published>2005-01-06T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:32:25.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT'S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPENI think i have to break the freeze here...Is life so unfair or have I been so unfair? Its highly confusing...It has happened so that, I had prepared myself so much to be callous to the outcome of something, and have a back-up to prop me. Then the same thing seemed to be so tantalisingly close that I forget about the back-up plan and feel excited about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110504714553001712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/110504714553001712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110504714553001712' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109797575948415873</id><published>2004-10-16T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:15:59.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where Bypassers aren't Hi-PassersFor a person from Lubbock, London and even Worthing is very very dense. The last few days I have been here, it has been really strange. Not just the "keep-left" on roads, and more impatient people, but also the mannerisms. While most passers-by continue with an askance on my 'Hi', very few elderly people greet it with an accommodative smile. It gets funnier in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109797575948415873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109797575948415873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109797575948415873' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109752493582336180</id><published>2004-10-11T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T13:02:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LEAVING LUBBOCKIt never seemed I would feel this bad for this decision, like I do today, given that I had been thinking abt this for a few months now. Everything was almost fine and was waiting for the time to leave Lubbock, before I got one great new friend just 4 months before leaving the US, and got a call from one other after SIX FULL MONTHS. It really is one of the toughest decisions I have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109752493582336180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109752493582336180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109752493582336180' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109632927809031894</id><published>2004-09-27T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T16:54:38.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 SANDWICHES AND A HURRICANEI was really lucky... As a school-goer, I was always thinking of working in Miami and going to the Carribean every weekend to play cricket... My interest in coming to the US has completely dipped after that, more than my cricketing abilities. But, after coming to the US and staying here for two years, now is the time for me to leave this country (with the widest smile</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109632927809031894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109632927809031894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109632927809031894' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109241743503977245</id><published>2004-08-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T10:28:35.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PHON(UISANC)E3:00 a.m., Friday morning... the phone rings...Me (in the sleepiest voice you probly 'd ever 've heard) : HellllloMr.Nuisance: Is your refrigerator running?Me: wwwwwhhat?Mr.Nuisance: Is your refrigerator running?Me (even more confused) : Aiiii.... guess so.... yesMr.Nuisance: Go Catch itMe: WWWHHAATTTTT???Mr.Nuisance: Go catch it before it runs outI paused a while.. shook </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109241743503977245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109241743503977245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109241743503977245' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109216815070570838</id><published>2004-08-10T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T13:02:30.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INDIAN INTELLECTHappened to come across this article in Rediff. While the idea that has been brought out is something that _has_ to be inculcated in every youth's head, the way Mr.Nilekani has been quoted doesn't seem to fit in place or warrant the article. The quote is actually this "The whole process where people get an idea and put together a team, raise the capital, create a product and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109216815070570838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109216815070570838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109216815070570838' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-109026391260657318</id><published>2004-07-19T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T12:05:12.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BACK TO BUSINESSAfter quite sometime, got back into watching movies like I used to... The last 3 days, i've seen 3 movies, a bad, a good and an average movie, not including the worst of all NEW (S.J.Suryah starrer), I'd started to watch and felt, the best thing i'd ever've done in life is not watch it, and one of the best comedies in tamil of all time, AvvaiShanmughiThe first one was, Kill Bill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109026391260657318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/109026391260657318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109026391260657318' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108965869476010510</id><published>2004-07-12T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T11:58:14.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IS IT ALL ABOUT MONEY?Thanks rapi for helping me complete my vacation away from blogspot...Before I proceed, CONGRATS FIGGI ON UR NEW JOBThere has been one question which has been niggling me all the 26 years I've lived (actually, I just completed 26 two weeks back and have been pretty busy with my thesis work, which is now very close to completion and hence had forgotten everything abt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108965869476010510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108965869476010510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108965869476010510' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108852732289755519</id><published>2004-06-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T09:42:02.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PURPOSE OF EDUCATIONThanks to Vijay, after a real long time happened to read something from The Hindu Magazine.This time it was Kalpana Sharma's What happens to girls?. A nice article, although I feel, I should have read her previous column on women and science.Honestly speaking, I am a firm believer in the G.B.Shaw principle, an opinion that was formed during my four years of undergraduate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108852732289755519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108852732289755519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108852732289755519' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108839665230264362</id><published>2004-06-27T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T21:24:12.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PALINDROMIC PONDERThe new bloggle (google blog)is all about this... This man has written an algorithm to beat the existing record for the longest palindrome, and if there's anybody  aspiring to working in google, with a good dictionary on your silica heap and good enuff time to waste, you can get into google with a bigger palindrome, what with google looking for programmers and your blogspot (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108839665230264362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108839665230264362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108839665230264362' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108769052164945126</id><published>2004-06-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:15:54.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE TERMINAL - Steven Spoilberg's latestI have seen a number of movies with stupid concepts, but, the if the whole central concept is flawed and the movie becomes a major hit, well, there's something lacking with the mass...Ayudha Ezhuthu for example, let's please not give credit to the movie only because it was Maniratnam's, let's accept it was a badly made movie.Here's a movie, where a man, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108769052164945126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108769052164945126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108769052164945126' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108699716712550607</id><published>2004-06-11T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T11:43:47.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUALITY JOBS!!!DISCLAIMER: THE CONTENT HERE DOES NOT INTEND TO OFFEND ANY INDIVIDUAL/ORGANIZATION/PRINCIPLEI have been hearing a bit too much of the lack of quality of jobs back home (India). Honestly, I never feel or have felt that these jobs were lowly, and this may solely be because I have been in a job, bracketted into this league.Giving a serious thought about it, the majority of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108699716712550607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108699716712550607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108699716712550607' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108656818503425780</id><published>2004-06-06T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T17:29:45.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HERMIONE GRANGER and THE TIME TURNERI have always been amazed by these Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings series... When I watched the Prisoner of Azkaban today, my liking only got more intense... It was a nice movie, only towards the end, it seemed like Harry and Hermione were left in a forever loop of going back in time ;) One of the most interesting things in these movies are the fabled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108656818503425780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108656818503425780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108656818503425780' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108628894922732907</id><published>2004-06-03T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T11:49:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bungling BCCIA few months back, there was so much hullabaloo about the tour to Pakistan, security threats, safety concerns and everything but cricket, did not want the tour... Now, it looks like, another India-Pakistan series needs to get underway, for Money and Money only. For this, the BCCI is trying out everything, ending up spoiling its own reputation, feeding something for the ICC to grab..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108628894922732907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108628894922732907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108628894922732907' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108614782748537292</id><published>2004-06-01T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:43:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bridging the Gaphehehe... actually, this is just a filler... has been quite sometime since something worthwhile happened and have nothing interesting to write... Went on a trip to Colorado (there were too many ifs and buts and nos, but, finally finished with it) and it was GREAT... The world's tallest suspension bridge, Mesa Verde National Park, White water rafting on the Animas River and Indian</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108614782748537292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108614782748537292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108614782748537292' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108468013336775669</id><published>2004-05-15T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T21:04:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"UPLIFTMENT OF THE DOWNTRODDEN"This, apparently, should be the central-point of any election campaign, if anything is to be read from the just concluded Indian General Elections. The main reason being, the country has a good number BPL (Below Poverty Line). The very term is skewed in India. Reading a little into this would reveal more things.It has been more than 50 years and the families (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108468013336775669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108468013336775669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468013336775669' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108448010750881009</id><published>2004-05-13T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T19:47:47.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>POLITICAL MIASMAI've never been bothered about who ruled my country, until I was in my BE. But, this time, it was the second thing that kept me awake last night. I went to bed by around 4:30 this morning and got up at 10:00. The BJP has lost and I see it only as a defeat to sincerity. I know politics is a muddle, and have loathed the politicians, until, the greatest of them all, ABVajpayee came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108448010750881009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108448010750881009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108448010750881009' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108404741428685531</id><published>2004-05-08T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T13:20:09.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kadha Kelu... Kadha KeluThe in-thin' in bloggin' seems to be scriptin' kilo-serials... Rapi, Vijay, have already taken to that and so far have been doing something worth the 2 minutes... When I think of getting into it, my creativity deserts me :(neways, its only some concoction from history of chemistry between people and with just the products with highest entropy and littlest enthalpy.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108404741428685531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108404741428685531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108404741428685531' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108335702522283555</id><published>2004-04-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T13:33:32.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Theory of ObjectivismMy philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own  happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute. - Ayn Randwhen I read this for the first time, I thought, this is exactly how I wanted to live, whether I live that way or not, is a different issue.Know there'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108335702522283555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108335702522283555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108335702522283555' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108311076748449497</id><published>2004-04-27T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:09:12.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Met a Rand-ianMost of you who've known me a little closely in the last few years would know how big a fan of Ayn Rand I've become. In fact, I've stopped reading novels after that, nothing was as interesting and meaningful as an Ayn Rand's.Thanks to Rapi, I came across another of those Rand fans, Vijay. He has a blog comparing Rand and (Mani)Ratnam characters... hmmmmm.... nice observations...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108311076748449497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108311076748449497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108311076748449497' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108293476446508628</id><published>2004-04-25T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T16:18:04.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Business of being jobless!!!Honestly, have nothing to blog again ;) Was jus' making my usual clicks and found nothing anywhere, save rapi's crozyblog...I have been coming to the lab even on weekends, never missed a day and fill whole lot of sectors on my disk with crap.Happened to watch ab tak chappan and The Others y'day. Hmmm, nice movies... Now, totally bored... don't have the littlest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108293476446508628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108293476446508628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108293476446508628' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108232641163678733</id><published>2004-04-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T15:16:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PINCHES OF KNOWLEDGEHappened to write the (most prbly) last exam of my life... This one was a real pain in the neck, literally and otherwise, was 8 hours and had to be in school for more than 9 hours :(. This revived (apart from a bursty friendship for preparation) my memory of some of my school days, when I was a very very very (there won't be enough space for me to write all the 'very's) poor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108232641163678733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108232641163678733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108232641163678733' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108145472522016233</id><published>2004-04-08T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T13:10:12.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>King, Prince and the PawnIf I had been silent after the thumping victory in Multan, it was because what happened in Lahore was expected. But, things have changed big-time for Indian Cricket now, we have the problem of too many. Kaif and Badani sitting out, Zaheer Khan, Nehra and Agarkar fighting for a place and what with Ganguly, the captain, has to be in the team only for his captaincy, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108145472522016233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108145472522016233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108145472522016233' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108118926398314560</id><published>2004-04-05T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T11:23:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saluting a GeniusIf any of you had no interest in crosswords and don't intend to develop one, please don't read further...I have seldom liked being a member of any of these e-groups, but this one that Rapi forced me to join, has really been great... And this one person (Chaturvasi) has never failed to impress me... Pasting the solution to today's crozy... Itsn't all about solving everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108118926398314560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108118926398314560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108118926398314560' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108008201357264013</id><published>2004-03-23T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T14:49:22.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Media MeleeI have always been a big fan, infact, a crafian for competition.. but, it _has_ to be healthy. Was reading through an article in Rediff, frankly, I've never liked rediff, but have liked some articles real lot, mostly these were read on the insistence of ppl around me... This article was abt cricket and was nice. When I was almost going to like this guy, he came up with a line "The</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108008201357264013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108008201357264013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108008201357264013' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-108002116680936291</id><published>2004-03-22T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T11:03:34.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a Master's can teachSorry the unfortunate ones (u reading this).. I've gotten into blogging a bit more frequently... neways... its going to be 2 years in the US under the pretext of doing a PG and what have I learnt here...Browsing the netHave become more efficient in this... .can do almost everything with this... so, lost 25% of my brains. This involves a whole gamut of things, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108002116680936291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/108002116680936291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108002116680936291' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107981094852017911</id><published>2004-03-20T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T11:33:39.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perplexing PluralsHonestly speaking, my english knowledge has been deteriorating day by day. I thought I was pretty good in it, not after coming to the US. The language used here and over the messengers has made my english suck.Thinking about that, I was reminded of those umpteen discussions we used to have back in hostel during my undergrad...Is Banian an english word? Which is right, pants/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107981094852017911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107981094852017911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107981094852017911' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107964106471136074</id><published>2004-03-18T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T12:25:54.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOT DREAMS, BUT DEEDS...Rahman and Vairamuthu have done it again... Hats off... particularly to vairamuthu's lyrics.. But, I personally feel, that Jana Gana Mana, which has the title of this blog 'Kanavugal alla, Kaariyam thunai...' is kiiiinda immature...So, thought would dissect that here, with due apologies to the great...saranam starts like this...'Ayudham edu, Aanavam sudu, Theepandham </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107964106471136074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107964106471136074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107964106471136074' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107949875936187220</id><published>2004-03-16T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T20:48:21.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(V)ET(T)YMOLOGYThis has probably been my longest day in Lubbock... Got up at 4:00a.m. and had to sit through 'Pakistan Zindabad' for the first 3 hours :(, two words that seemed to spell global threat and that was suprabhatam for me this morning...Then, with all fervour and zest came to the lab, the 36F wasn't cold... and when I was here, the damn link did not show me the video and had to settle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107949875936187220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107949875936187220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949875936187220' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107912979945405995</id><published>2004-03-12T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T14:18:57.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE SEMINAR THAT MADE SENSEI have been attending seminars at Tech for over a year and a half and never felt it worth to keep myself awake... but, today, it was one seminar that made sense, and worth the 45+ minutes...It showed how important it is for the speaker to realize the time of the audience. His sense of humor made sure the technicality was not lost. Ofcourse, it was something the person</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107912979945405995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107912979945405995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107912979945405995' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107851356464668557</id><published>2004-03-05T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T11:10:33.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Making soft stuff hard!!!Was reading through the article in CNN about buying stamps to send e-mail!! hmmm... not cool really, huh? Microsoft has been proving time and again that they can't come up with something their own... The other option from Goodmail Systems and Yahoo seemed to make more sense...Basically, the idea seems to be making ppl send a li'l more time solving a math puzzle, before</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107851356464668557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107851356464668557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107851356464668557' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107679545795318701</id><published>2004-02-14T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T13:52:48.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boring is NormalLife is becoming more and more dull... The way events have been unfolding of late, its only getting disappointing... After that huge a promise in the test matches, the Indians went down again to australia, helplessly prostrating before the Aussie bowlers... Its started snowing in Lubbock and I HATE going out in this cold :(... My crossword skills are at an all-time-low... And as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107679545795318701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107679545795318701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107679545795318701' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107507937970808415</id><published>2004-01-25T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T17:11:11.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It ain't crime, until you're....It is, in fact, unfair that we put forward our comments based on what we see in the newspapers and the magazines... Its because of the skewed reports that are being splashed that we relegate some honest people and idolize a few dishonest ones. Greatest example of this could be Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, who did enough to kill a country and climb to the pinnacle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107507937970808415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107507937970808415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107507937970808415' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107484319450936946</id><published>2004-01-22T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T23:34:43.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ulloorla vela pogaadha maadu... (A bull that can't be sold in one's own village)Well, this saying would have become cliched by now, may be because of my repeated uttering. In the villages, if there's a bull with some deficiency, they cannot sell in it their own village, as ppl in that village will be knowing about it. So, what they do is, take it out of their village and sell it to ppl elsewhere</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107484319450936946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107484319450936946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107484319450936946' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107466090979945555</id><published>2004-01-20T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:56:35.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>N@'s witsFrankly have nothing to blog this time either... But, happened to go through nattu's (my undergraduate college mate, house mate, oor suthal mate,..............) blogs... Well, frankly I'ven't seen anything funnier... He's the best in these...Looking back at his college days, he was one of the best programmers, but never had the patience (don't say, lwt). He made one of the biggest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107466090979945555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107466090979945555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107466090979945555' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107345399320842161</id><published>2004-01-06T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T21:43:41.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dishonorable Departures...It was probably a farewell of highest grandeur to Stephen Rodger Waugh at the SCG y'day... In fact, I sometimes felt if Waugh should win his last test match, only because it was a great captain-cricketer's last match, but grappled back to fairness, for the way India played the series and the match. It is really touching to look at the way great cricketers have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107345399320842161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107345399320842161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107345399320842161' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107275677788832730</id><published>2003-12-29T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T20:00:42.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SENTIMENTAL GARBAGEIts going to be almost two weeks since I blogged last, but, there absolutely seems to be some void, as there is in the pride taken by all parents in their kid going to USA.This period has seen kind of an "asocial" feeling... Hatred against humanity or is it on homosapiens? Loneliness is Lovely... But, I still get emotional at times... One and a half years away from home, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107275677788832730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107275677788832730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107275677788832730' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107205979038824310</id><published>2003-12-21T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T18:24:07.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOREDOMTill the week before last, I din't have time to do anything... I was feeling as if I should finish up with everything and sit back relaxed for a few days... but, now, I just have my thesis to work on and I don't feel like doing anything... Iam bored... Don't want to talk a lot with people, feel like watching movies, but not really interested... its a feeling of nothing.. have nothing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107205979038824310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107205979038824310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107205979038824310' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107127375183112851</id><published>2003-12-12T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T16:10:31.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S ALL OVERIts finally over.. I"d probably not have to take another exam again, save the FatEful FE :( Project, Presentation, Exam, Report ... it all happened this week and not more than one of these will ever happen in a single week again..So, nothing much to do hereafter, so start blogging more. The Indian team DownUnder adds reasons to it... Regarding the blog right under, it was IMposted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107127375183112851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107127375183112851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107127375183112851' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-107026153880707568</id><published>2003-11-30T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:55:17.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nuggets, Nuggets, Nuggggg....Hmmm... its been more than two weeks..... frankly.... busy with projec...wait, before i proceed further, iam totally drugged, first with 14 ill-prescribed hershey's nuggets, Rahman's Kangalaal Kaidhu sei and now, this news of not having to present my first report for RA stuf..f.f..ffff.....ok... lemme save u from it fast... with 3 presentations due in 2 days... a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107026153880707568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/107026153880707568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107026153880707568' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106918437382755038</id><published>2003-11-18T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:43:07.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mythology and Movie namesDon't mind my discontinuity with the previous blog... All the hoopla is only worth forgetting till January, for till then I wouldn't know anything for sure...But, quite sometime after watching the movie, I finally got time to sit down and  blog of Pithamagan, the latest bala movie, starring Vikram and Surya, unquestionably the best young actors in Tamil cinema (don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106918437382755038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106918437382755038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106918437382755038' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106883237754113142</id><published>2003-11-14T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T09:53:17.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Cloud NineHappiest day in Lubbock... No words to explain it, but my professor played a part again... I GOT AN RA... Wow, what a relief... Iam excited, it hasn't yet sunk in... Its going to be really tough to come out of this delirium... I don't know if I deserve this, again, atleast I know there's one other person who deserves it more than me... I sincerely hope he gets something soon...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106883237754113142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106883237754113142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106883237754113142' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106835676111220132</id><published>2003-11-08T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T21:45:58.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ELEPHANTINE BATHMy memory fails to remind me of another instance in recent history, when the front page of a daily had only one news focussed. It happened yesterday in THE HINDU. It was all about the arrest of its journalists. I don't understand what exactly happened, but all that's happening is a fall out of : "The Assembly resolution said that an editorial published in The Hindu on April 25, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106835676111220132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106835676111220132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106835676111220132' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106749393111164925</id><published>2003-10-29T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T22:05:25.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COINCIDENCEI have never believed in too many coincidences.. This is probably because of those foolish things I have inculcated in myself through the Crichtons' and Sheldons', but, I never believe in too many coincidences, they only seem to be made up... So, when someone tells me something like, I never got your message and follow it up immediately with ' I got to go NOW', or 'My Boss has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106749393111164925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106749393111164925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106749393111164925' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106688097396099113</id><published>2003-10-22T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T20:49:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>REALITY  BITESVery frankly, Iam trying to come back to reality...How foolish would it sound, if i said, Iam not a Cancerian and an Aquarian???? Its shameful... I have been thinking I can do without borrowing money from people, when the reality is, the last two months I have just been able to pay off only the late fee and finance charge on my AMEX card and I possibly can never repay the actual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106688097396099113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106688097396099113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106688097396099113' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106665830541780546</id><published>2003-10-20T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T06:58:24.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cancerian - The DreamerThe last few days have been really active. There weren't any volcanoes, but a few boulders did definitely roll. Friday, had a test and went 20 minutes late... well, that really was a comedy of errors...Saturday night, one of my friends called me... not that he doesn't call me or something, but eversince he returned from India, we've only been chatting over messenger.Now,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106665830541780546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106665830541780546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106665830541780546' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106634895761576683</id><published>2003-10-16T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T17:02:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SELF-HATREDLast year july, I was the person most loved by me on earth... But, the day I landed in this rotten country, I have been deteriorating in my list of real-nice people.First I had to come here, leaving my parents and sister back, when I knew pretty well that my sister was to be married soon and I should have added no financial burden to them... How selfish of me? Secondly, after coming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106634895761576683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106634895761576683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106634895761576683' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106594902968154159</id><published>2003-10-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T01:57:09.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bungley Ganguly???I've always been a Ganguly fan and the way he used to play in his initial days and the bold decisions he makes as a captain have always made me support him more strongly. Its 3:45 in the morning and Iam still awake following the match... Astle and McMillan trying it pull it out for NZ... Now, when Iam completely with Ganguly in the declaration yesterday (I still feel, it could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106594902968154159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106594902968154159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106594902968154159' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106563041886260002</id><published>2003-10-08T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T09:26:58.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How bad is BAD?The presentation was over yesterday and I don't know if it was bad, worst or kinda good... Personally, I wasn't satisified with that, it din't bring out the hardwork... :(Today, another embarrassing event occurred... My never-ending and no-successful attempt of looking for an assistantship... I don't know what is to be felt or how others feel, but, when I got NO for an answer, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106563041886260002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106563041886260002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106563041886260002' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106536312767553747</id><published>2003-10-05T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T07:12:07.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAIDERS, Paint the town REDYesterday, was the game....Texas Tech vs. Texas A&amp;M.. Not, that Iam a college football buff, but, in the last one year, with this being most watched sport on TV, I happened to learn a wee-bit... As usual the raiders thrashed the Aggies.... din't manage to follow to the end... Its really interesting when these games come up, the one thing that matches the election-days </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106536312767553747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106536312767553747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536312767553747' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106522294944627447</id><published>2003-10-03T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T16:15:49.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check 'n MateWell, did i title it wrong... Before the perverts think of something, I seriously din't have anything shady in mind.. just was feeling real bored and had nothing to do.. Another friday, 8'o clock class.. Frankly, have been attending this class only on fridays.. Its really boring.. Reading something from the book, well, if they'd give me half the salary he gets, I'd do a better job, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106522294944627447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106522294944627447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106522294944627447' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106459010541191563</id><published>2003-09-26T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T08:28:25.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging is BluffingIts been real long... Primarily, I din't have anything to blog on and secondarily, no time... believe me, there is one professor in the EE dept at TTU, who has made ME work :(Today I had to attend a class at 8:00 A.M and I feel like, as me and my roomie always say, I have the time to move the Alps to Australia..Attending class, come back home, eat what your room-mate has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106459010541191563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106459010541191563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106459010541191563' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106385072452491947</id><published>2003-09-17T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T19:05:24.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a r rahMANIAA few days back I'd have been reluctant to talk so highly of the most successful music director in India today. For, I still feel, Isai(laya)Raja has given us more diverse stuff, but, the last few days, I've been sleeping to BOYS.. Wasn't very impressive the first time I heard it (not unlike any other Rahman composition), but, now, well he has made me eat my words...BOYS, Shankar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106385072452491947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106385072452491947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106385072452491947' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106366825562236526</id><published>2003-09-15T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T16:32:08.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kalavum Katru Mara...The one adage that we have followed from childhood... Atleast, I've learnt everything and experienced most of the things in life.. left a few to happen if iam lucky enuff ;)I still remember flicking 25 paise from home to buy a bubble gum (that was the name in which it was sold then, BIG FUN came a li'l later) and followed it up sooner with Rs.4.50, for hiring a MOFA for my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106366825562236526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106366825562236526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106366825562236526' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106356009263578374</id><published>2003-09-14T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T10:21:32.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIAR LIARReally no time to stumble on this... But..........................Yeah, happened to watch a part of BBBBBBOYSS today, thanks to my roomie....Again, was time for Shankar to come up with sometihng sub-standard (to his levels), which he's, so far(I"ve watched only the first part of it) done pretty well..My attempt is not to review the movie, well, I only opine even otherwise, but, this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106356009263578374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106356009263578374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106356009263578374' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106277473323495946</id><published>2003-09-05T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T08:12:13.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Early EnthusiasmThe semester has begun and my early enthusiasm has got me trapped into it again. As I had mentioned before, I have registered for two courses and auditing two more.. Still, confused which my second registered course should be...I have put myself in a triangle, with Grade, Assistantship and Interest as three vertices. Taking three courses is only going to make my situation </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106277473323495946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106277473323495946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106277473323495946' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106261765601107834</id><published>2003-09-03T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T12:34:16.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been quite sometime...Well, its been quite sometime, not I was busy all these days, only I din't have time to blog.Went to Carlsbad Caverns last weekend... Had a real nice time, it was a place worth travelling to, particularly when compared to the useless Paloduro Canyons we had been to last week.So, that's what marked the end of long, boring and still much needed summer break. Now, Fall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106261765601107834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106261765601107834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106261765601107834' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106219961280056500</id><published>2003-08-29T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T16:26:52.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>End of another weekAnother week has come to an end... This one was really boring and painful... As it always goes, I end up with lesser friends, more worries and no money. Started of with my deciding to work on thesis and loot a few SouthWest Collection minutes to waste a bit everyday on blogging. Blogs came out really poor and thesis never began...The blasts in BOMB-BAY, Water Harvestment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106219961280056500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106219961280056500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106219961280056500' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106204939689911808</id><published>2003-08-27T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T22:43:16.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RECONCILIATIONWhat word is that? Do  you find that in the dictionary? Is there anyone who can explain its meaning to me? Well, its getting too far. Why on earth is nothing fair?Another irritating end to a day. One of my close friends here has left the town for a job, another person I counted on doesn't want to see things fairly. I hate this day.. I don't want to trust anyone... Please God, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106204939689911808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106204939689911808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106204939689911808' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106185365540323628</id><published>2003-08-25T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T16:20:55.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE CRASH AND CAUSATUM...After a real good time, I've chosen to write of something I really hate to think. A trip that we went a few months back. I have always loved living with a crowd and sometimes even blamed for being gregarious. So, a few months back, my foolishness made me call everyone I knew in this rotten city of Lubbock for a trip to Dallas, around 6 hours' drive from here. We were so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106185365540323628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106185365540323628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185365540323628' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640820.post-106054087415204632</id><published>2003-08-10T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T11:41:14.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To Blog or Not to Blog....When one of my friends showed me this site, I really did not feel like sitting before the computer and wasting a few minutes on this. All the more, when I rarely sit before a comp, unlike what I have been for the past 3 years. But, now I feel, I've really got a chance to put in my views about the happenings, all the more, when the homepage I have, has not sufficient </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106054087415204632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640820/posts/default/106054087415204632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://veeyes.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106054087415204632' title=''/><author><name>VS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04855973548122357922</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></entry></feed>
